The Windy Pines, My Fourth Summer, Part Two
Copyright© 2025 by Fanlon
Chapter 21
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 21 - The Conclusion of The Windy Pines Saga Sam's now at Camp without his family. After what happened with Mom right before he left, he's got a lot of thinking to do, and a lot of wondering about what the future holds. Between the other campers and some visiting friends from his parents' youth, it might be a wild summer...
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Teenagers Consensual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Grand Parent Group Sex Swinging Nudism Slow
I wanted to watch as Sheila fully seated herself on top of Shawn, but Stephanie did something with her tongue along the base of my cock that stole my full attention. I don’t know if it was Stephanie using every trick and technique she knew of or if I was just that worked up, but I could already feel my orgasm rapidly approaching.
Watching Stephanie’s lips as they pushed and pulled up and down my shaft was mesmerizing. The way they clamped down tightly enough that the edges whitened from the pressure. Then there was the blessed suction her mouth created. Her cheeks caved in, and she sucked, trying to pull the come through my cock like a straw, adding another level of sensation that my mind could barely process.
“Oh, holy shit that feels good!” I groaned.
Stephanie withdrew my shaft from her mouth but stopped when the crown of my dick caught on her lips. She tilted her head up and her eyes met mine. Seeing a girl on her knees and happily holding my dick in her mouth as her eyes sparkled because I had told her how good what she was doing felt was a sight to see. The way her eyes crinkled at the edges, and the corners of her mouth tried to climb upwards in a smile. Just ... wow!
My heart had already been racing, but now it was pounding so fiercely I could hear it in my ears and feel it in my fingers and toes. I thought Stephanie was going to say something in response to my words, but she didn’t. She just held my eyes for what felt like hours, and I got lost in their radiance.
Just when I thought she would take me fully out of her mouth, she closed her eyes and slowly lowered her head again. She let out her own moan as she did so, as if she enjoyed the feeling of my dick penetrating her mouth as much as I did. She took as much of me into her mouth as she could before she gagged and pulled back.
My hands moved to her head, my fingers weaving through her hair as my head fell back and I moaned as my balls pulsed and I started coming.
Stephanie didn’t just hold my cock all the way in her mouth when my hands grabbed her head. She quickly pulled back, releasing my cock into the air. She held it in both hands and aimed it at her open mouth, which was only an inch or so away from the tip. She caught pulse after pulse of my semen on her tongue as she milked me for more and more. I was able to watch her work after the first two huge shots rocketed out of my cock.
When I looked down, Stephanie’s eyes were wide, but not in fear or surprise but excitement as she continued stroking my shaft from base to tip in long, fluid motions.
When my knees started to tremble, she somehow instinctively knew that was the signal that my tanks were empty. She closed her mouth, swallowed two times before taking me back into her mouth so she could suck out anything I had left.
“Holy shit, Stephanie!” I gasped, my muscles flexing and tensing on reflex because of the way her tongue kept flicking the head of my dick. It was so sensitive post orgasm that I couldn’t stop myself from those full body spasms that threatened to take me right off my feet. “Okay, stop. Too much, fuck!”
Stephanie finally released my cock from her hands, and I sank to the floor. My legs felt like jelly.
“Mmm, that was fun,” Stephanie smiled, and then started giggling as she watched me flop onto my back on the floor.
“That was amazing,” I huffed, my heart still pounding away in my chest.
“Need a break?”
“Uh, yeah,” I replied between desperate gasps of air. “Just, give me a minute.”
“Why don’t we move over to the bed then,” Stephanie suggested. “That way we won’t be sitting here on the hard floor.”
“Yeah, sure,” I replied. “Sounds good.”
Stephanie got to her feet and grabbed my arm to help me up. I weakly got to my feet with her assistance and took a step towards the suddenly very comfortable looking bed she shared with her brother.
“No, not that one!”
“Wha—” My mind wasn’t completely with it. I thought she wanted to lay down on the bed...
“I want to be closer to them,” Stephanie said, turning to watch Sheila and Shawn on the other bed. I grinned.
Stephanie started laughing and tugged on my arm, nearly spinning me all the way around. She yanked so hard I lost my balance, but thankfully I teetered right into her, and she wrapped her arms around me. “Wow, that really did take a lot out of you,” Stephanie grinned. “Come on, let’s go watch while you recover for round two.”
Stephanie and I climbed onto the bed, both of us trying to be careful so we didn’t interrupt Sheila and Shawn. They hadn’t moved since Sheila had literally tackled Shawn onto the foot of the bed, his feet still dangling off the edge as she straddled him.
Our attempt at going unnoticed was all for naught, though. They both knew we climbed onto the mattress because their movements stopped as their heads looked in our direction the instant they felt the bed shift.
We quickly scrambled up to the head of the bed.
“Here, lean up against the pillows so I can snuggle up to you,” Stephanie whispered in my ear.
I did as she suggested, and propped myself up enough that I didn’t have to crane my neck but also low enough for Stephanie to be comfortable as she laid her head on my chest, her right arm resting on my stomach and her right leg draped across mine.
From where we were, it was almost impossible for Shawn to see us, but Sheila had no such trouble. She smiled at the scene her daughter and I created.
Watching Shawn and Stephanie together had been incredibly erotic. That was probably one of the hottest things I had ever seen up to that point. There was just something about seeing those two, a brother and sister pleasuring each other that was just incredible. Seeing Sheila and Shawn together, that was at a completely different level!
You would think they would have been going at it all hot and heavy, with fast, forceful thrusts, and desperate yearning ... and you would be wrong. The way Sheila sat up straight, her shoulders back, but with her chin tucked so she could look into her son’s eyes as she rode him told a completely different story. This wasn’t just sex. It wasn’t a quick fuck and instant gratification. This was a joining of two people in the truest sense of the word.
“That’s not at all what I was expecting to see,” I whispered low enough for only Stephanie to hear me.
“What do you mean?”
“I thought your mom was going to fuck Shawn’s brains out,” Stephanie’s head tilted up to look at me and I smirked.
“They do that sometimes,” She turned back to continue watching her brother and mom. “But when they really get worked up, like they were today, they go really slow, just like now.”
“It looks ... intense.”
“Yeah, Mom says it feels so much better when they do it like this.” Stephanie’s fingers started tracing little circles on my stomach. Her fingernails brushing across my skin so lightly it was almost like she was tickling me as wave after wave of chills raced up and down my spine.
“Have you tried it with him?”
“Of course, but for some reason, we just end up fucking each other as fast as we can.”
“Really?” I asked and she shrugged.
“Yeah, I don’t know why.”
Sheila let out an airy light whimper and my focus shifted from Stephanie toying with my stomach, to what Sheila and Shawn were doing.
Sheila had changed her position slightly. She was still on top, but she wasn’t sitting in the same position she was before. Now, instead of sitting upright, she had her right arm down and her hand pressed against Shawn’s chest for support. Her back was arched, thrusting her chest out in Shawn direction where both of his hands were currently squeezing and massaging her full tits. Her head hadn’t moved though, and her and Shawn’s eyes remained locked together. The other thing I noticed was how Sheila wasn’t bouncing on her son’s cock. She wasn’t lifting or even raising up at all.
The way she was slowly rocking her hips, it was like she was trying to drive herself deeper into him, getting more and more of his cock as deep into her pussy as possible. I closed my eyes as I was suddenly thrust back into my memory of when I bottomed out inside of my mom. It was a blissful, unimaginable pleasure. I could actually feel the tightness, the heat, and the wetness, and then the weight on my cock as I relived that vivid scene.
Wait, Mom wasn’t on top of me when I ... ohhh, mmm, Stephanie!
I opened my eyes and had to blink a couple times to get them to refocus. When I could see, my eyes found two wonderful, perky tits with tight, hard nipples just mere inches from my face. I didn’t even think about it, I latched my mouth onto the left one while my hand grabbed and cupped the other.
“Oh God!” I moaned as Stephanie slowly, carefully lowered herself down on my reenergized dick.
I continued to suck and stroke her breasts while she finished sinking down on my shaft until she had me fully seated inside of her. That’s when she started to move in these teeny tiny increments that threatened to drive me crazy.
“Mmm,” Stephanie moaned. “You feel so good inside of me.”
I tried to nod my agreement because my mouth was full of her nipple, and I wasn’t willing to let it go. There was a problem with that because, well, my mouth was full of her nipple! It must have looked funny because she giggled, and I could feel it around my dick. Holy shit!
Stephanie, laughing, put her hands on the sides of my face and started pushing me away from her chest. I didn’t want to let go of her nipple. I flicked it and sucked on it harder in an attempt to stay attached. She only started laughing harder.
“Oh, come on, let go already you big goof!”
Stephanie yelped when I lightly pinched her nipple between my teeth. Her reaction was one strong shove which was enough to throw me back on the bed. Her hands immediately went to cover her nipples protectively.
“As much as I love it when you suck on my nipples, I like to hear your voice more.”
“It’s a lost cause, honey,” Sheila’s voice cut in. I looked over to see her still slowly riding Shawn, but her head was turned toward us, and she was smiling warmly. “He’s a boob guy, just like his father was when he was Sam’s age.”
“Really?” I asked, not totally convinced that was true.
“Oh, trust me. If someone had a nice pair of tits, your father was suckling on them.”
“In that case, I guess I will just have to keep them covered,” Stephanie mock whined, giving me an overly dramatic look of horror that was hilariously cute on her face. “I don’t want you to accidentally end up sucking them right off my chest!”
I growled and lunged for her chest, my mouth open, my eyes wide and wild.
“Eeek!” Stephanie squealed and fell backwards, and scrambled away from me, smiling, and laughing. I gave chase, crawling after her, my arms outstretched my hands open, fingers splayed and twitching menacingly.
“Those little titties are mine,” I lunged after her again.
Stephanie misjudged where the end of the mattress was and her eyes widened when she slipped off the edge and fell to the floor, landing on her butt.
“They aren’t little,” Stephanie retorted, hefting her breasts in her hands as if that were proof enough.
I moved again to go after her.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Stephanie yelled, jumping back up on her feet before taking two quick steps and diving onto the other bed and spinning, waiting for my next attack.
“You two be careful—Unngg!” Sheila commanded and moaned at the same time. I looked back and Shawn was sitting up, his mouth latched onto his mother’s nipple, but his eyes were looking at me. When he saw me look his way, he winked, and I grinned evilly before turning my attention back on my beautiful target.
I ran and jumped, diving through the air at a wide-eyed but smiling Stephanie who attempted to scramble out of the way. She wasn’t fast enough as I found my arms wrapped tightly around her waist. I started trying to haul her back towards the middle of the bed, but she had a good grip on the edge of the mattress and wasn’t letting go no matter how hard I pulled.
I needed to change tactics. I pulled my arms back just enough to leave my hands on her sides and started tickling her mercilessly. Stephanie’s grip on the bed ended in an instant as she started bucking and kicking, laughing uncontrollably.
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