Chapter 2

The following morning Adam excused himself from breakfast as soon as he could. He felt oddly guilty when he looked at his sister - not that he usually made a habit of staring at her. It was now hard to see her and not picture how she had looked the previous night in the shower; water dripping off her naked body as she pleasured herself. If Emily had any inkling that Adam had watched her during that ... Suffice to say he would not be having a good time.

For that matter it was uncomfortable to be sitting across from Fiona as well. His little cousin was the worse for wear from drinking last night. Her eyes were sunken and her skin looked very pale. She winced at every loud noise and replied to everything in an unintelligible mumble. Adam hadn’t been able to see as much of Fiona while she had lain under her boyfriend getting fucked, but it was definitely the first thing in his mind when he looked at her.

Fiona’s boyfriend, Todd, was animatedly talking to Emily while his girlfriend suffered. Adam couldn’t help but notice that his sister seemed to be making a point of pushing her cleavage up towards Todd with every chance she had. Adam would have wondered at Emily’s taste in guys except that from the way his sister glared at Fiona when she thought no one was looking, her attention on Todd wasn’t entirely because of her interest in him.

Adam’s father seemed to be in an exceedingly good mood though. He actually deigned to speak to Adam, asking him what his plans were for the day as he excused himself from the table. When Adam just vaguely mentioned ‘exploring’ and ‘the beach’, his father even missed his opportunity to judge him for not having a more concrete plan. He just wished him a good day, turning back to his wife and sister-in-law. As Adam left, he spotted an odd blemish on his aunt’s neck. It almost looked like ... a hickey?

Adam shook his head. Had his aunt managed to go off and find someone as well? It seemed like most of the guests at the Serenity Falls had gotten some action last night! Adam mused that it made him jacking off as he spied on his sister in the shower seem pretty sad. Shrugging, Adam left his family behind and began to explore the Retreat.

As Adam wandered through the grounds of Serenity Falls, he noticed a girl unloading cartons of wine from a small buggy and carrying them towards the bar. He took a moment to admire the girl. She looked about his age or a little older. The girl had long bare legs and narrow hips, showed off to good effect in a small pair of denim shorts. She had a long sleeve white button-up shirt on that rode up as she crouched down to pick up the wine, exposing a toned belly. Her reddish-blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail and Adam could tell that regular exposure to the sun had emphasised the riot of freckles across her face.

Adam thought she looked very cute.

Adam almost walked by after admiring the girl. But then he paused. He was on holiday, she was cute. He should at the very least say hello. Resolutely, and a little nervous, Adam walked towards her, calling out when he got close enough.

“Uh, hi! Do you want a hand with that?”

The girl turned and Adam saw she had mischievous green eyes. She straightened up and put a hand on her hip as she cocked her head at him.

“Really? You want to lift boxes?”

“Not really. But I’m not doing anything right now. If you don’t want me to it’s fine.”

The girl laughed.

“I’m not going to turn down free help. Thanks. I’m Britt.”

“Adam.”

“Well, Adam, do you want to grab the twelve bottle cartons and I’ll stick to the six? Just lift with your knees so you don’t hurt yourself and get me in trouble.”

Adam did as she instructed and they spent the next ten minutes unloading the rest of the wine. The morning was warming up and Britt had a light sheen of sweat on her face. They chatted amiably as they worked.

“So, have you been here long, Adam? I haven’t seen you before.”

“I got here yesterday. I’m staying with my family.”

“First full day at a place like this and you’re choosing to do some work? The beach isn’t your thing?”

Britt raised an eyebrow at him sardonically and Adam flushed.

“I’m heading to the beach today. I was just wandering round first and saw you. I mean, saw you lifting boxes and thought I’d help.”

Britt playfully nudged him with her hip as she walked past carrying the last carton of wine.

“Well I appreciate it. It’s going to be a warm one today and I’d prefer get the lifting done sooner rather than later.”

Britt grabbed a cloth from the bar and wiped the swear from her forehead. She then undid the first few buttons of her shirt and wiped at her upper chest. She had small breasts and Adam was interested to note that her freckles extended down as far as he could see. He hurriedly looked away as he realised he was staring and he heard Britt let out an amused chuckle.

“Well, I suppose I better open up the till. It’s close enough to opening time and it beats having people staring at me. Dead-eyed, waiting for me to open.”

“Really? Isn’t it a bit early?”

It was barely 10am. Britt laughed.

“You’d be surprised. Some people get really stroppy if they are forced to be sober for a few hours. Speaking of, you want a drink? On the house?”

“Thanks. But it’s way too early for me to have a drink.”

“No worries. I’m here till 4pm if you decide to swing back around. Or if you find me after I’ll shout you a drink instead.”

Adam smiled widely at the pretty bartender. Did she really mean what he thought she did? This morning was looking up.

“If I wanted to find you after you finished work, where should I look?”

Britt leaned forward on the bar, resting her chin on her hand. She gave him a wink.

“It’s not a huge place, Adam. I guess we’ll see if you can find me?”

Adam was in a very good mood as he walked down the beach. Even if it didn’t turn out to be an actual date, spending time drinking with a pretty girl was a hell of a lot better than spending time with his family. Britt seemed like a fun girl. Adam fantasised about what she’d look like naked, wondering exactly how far her freckles went on her body. His musings actually managed to remove the memory of Emily last night from the forefront of his mind.

There were only a handful of people on the beach so far. Adam must have beat the rush. They were mostly centred on the main beach directly accessible from the Retreat. Adam vaguely remembered from the maps and images he had checked out when researching the place that there were a series of small coves past the first headland. It didn’t look too far away, maybe a thirty minute walk, so he decided to head that way. A private beach sounded appealing. Especially if he could convince a certain bartender to go with him later ... When Adam reached the first headland he could see an obvious pathway over the rocks and scrub to the next bay area. It wasn’t a difficult trek and Adam made it over in just a few minutes. The beach here looked really pretty, even though it was small enough that you could throw a rock from one side to the other. It had some interesting rock pools, and Adam was quite enjoying his morning exploration.

The second cove was a little harder to get to, and Adam had to almost scale some rocks to get to it. It was bigger than the first cove, but instead of sand underfoot it was all small stones and pebbles, washed smooth by the constant motion of waves. It looked interesting, but Adam could understand if visitors stopped at the first hidden cove. It wouldn’t be the most comfortable surface to lay down on, even with a towel.

The most interesting thing about the second beach was that there appeared to be a narrow cave set into the cliff-face, near where he had first climbed over the headland. The opening was quite small and even though it looked like it went back a fair away, he didn’t relish the thought of trying to squeeze inside even if it looked like it fit. Something about it called to him, but Adam walked away after a moments contemplation. It would be stupid if he got stuck in a cave when no-one knew where he was.

Adam decided to try for a third private beach, but when he reached the next headland it stymied his efforts. It looked too steep to easily climb, and without a concrete reason to attempt it beyond exploring, Adam really couldn’t be bothered.

Deciding that the first cove looked the most promising, Adam began to make his way back. Just when he was going to climb up to get back to the first cove he froze, hearing the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from the other side of the rocks.

Whoever it was wasn’t trying to be quiet, but then it was remote enough where they were that they probably didn’t think it would be an issue. Plus, after last night it didn’t seem like the guests here were overly concerned about being seen being intimate.

Adam frowned in irritation. He didn’t want to have to wait until whoever it was finished. For a brief moment he considered swimming out and getting around the headland that way ... but decided against it. Adam wasn’t the strongest of swimmers and that seemed like a really stupid way to die if something went wrong. He sighed, resigning himself to just waiting it out and wishing he had brought something to eat with him, when he heard a female voice say something that focused all his attention on what was going on on the other side of the rocks.

“Fuck yes, baby! Give it to me! You love this pussy much more than Fiona’s stuck up little cunt, don’t you?”

“It’s the best!”

A male voice growled in agreement. The slapping together of skin picked up pace as Adam could hear them go even faster. Fiona? His cousin Fiona? It seemed like too big a coincidence that there would be two women named Fiona in this small resort. The female voice had been too low pitched and throaty for Adam to recognise it. He warred internally for a few moments before deciding he had to take a quick look.

Adam very carefully climbed up on the rocks, taking his time to ensure he didn’t make a sound. He picked a spot he could safely look over without being seen, only having to scale about a dozen feet. When he peeked over, Adam’s jaw dropped in shock. It was fortunate that both members of the rutting couple were facing away from him, because he doubted he would have been able to look away even if they had been staring right at him.

On all fours on the sand, the water of the ocean gently lapping around her hands and knees, was his sister Emily. Her bikini was discarded on the sand and her naked body was arched, pushing her tight behind up in the air to meet the hips of the man savagely thrusting into her. He had a fistful of her long hair and was holding it at the small of her back, tilting her head back so her neck was strained tight. Every few thrusts he would bring his other hand down in a hard spank on Emily’s ass - Adam could see that her behind was already reddened from the strikes.

Adam was so taken aback by seeing his stuck up older sister in a lewd setting for the second time in as many days that it was a few moments before he took note of who the guy was. Seeing Emily through a small crack in the bathroom door was no comparison to what was on display here. Naked and in full sun ... Adam just stared. The tan-lines on his sister’s ass and breasts were shockingly pale compared to her golden brown skin. Adam unconsciously craned his head to the side, trying to get a better view of her full breasts swaying beneath her body. He could see so much more of them than last night. Emily’s face was screwed up in an expression of lust and vindictive satisfaction, her breathing coming out in rapid gasps as she pushed back onto the dick fucking into her.

Having drunk his fill for the moment in looking at his sister’s naked body, Adam turned his attention to the guy fucking her and got his second shock. The words he had heard before had been driven out of his head by the sight of his sister on all fours, but now they came back full force.

It was Todd. Todd, their younger cousin Fiona’s boyfriend, was down on the sand currently fucking the shit out of Emily. Adam stared, trying to make sense of it. As far as he knew, Emily and Todd had only met a yesterday. It certainly hadn’t taken Emily very long - not that Adam really blamed Todd. Fiona was no slouch, especially given how intensely Todd had been fucking her last night, but Emily was the type of girl that made guys stop and stare.