The Vineyard
Copyright© 2026 by Jollytheroger1398
Chapter 6: The Vineyard Harvest
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6: The Vineyard Harvest - Emi has a surprise for her husband on their wedding night.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Reluctant Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching Incest Sister InLaws Group Sex Harem Swinging White Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Lactation Pregnancy Voyeurism
Months had slipped by since the weekend at the beach house, and the line between secrets and everyday life had quietly disappeared.
Sean spent his days working the vineyard and most of his nights being the best husband and father he could, but on certain weekends he became so much more. Lainey and Poli visited when they could, dropping to their knees or bending over for him almost as soon as the children were safely out of sight.
Ben and Mati had slipped into a rhythm as well on the few weekends that they accompanied their wives to the vineyard. Ben would happily join Lainey swallowing Sean’s cock and started to genuinely enjoy being fucked. For Mati though, it was all about the thrill in Poli’s eyes when he allowed Sean to take him in front of her.
Andrés was the only one who still seemed to hold himself at a distance. He participated when things turned physical, but a quiet coolness had settled over him outside of the bedroom. Sofi was at the vineyard almost every weekend, and almost every weekend she fucked Sean, making sure Andrés either watched, joined in, or at least knew she was doing it.
All in all, the guys couldn’t complain about much. Whenever they were all together, there was no shortage of beautiful women to satisfy them, as long as Sean was satisfied first. The vasectomies had been Sofi’s idea, and once they all had the procedure, there was little worry about breaking the rules the women had laid out.
The seasons had turned along with everything else. Poli was now five months pregnant with her second child by Sean, her belly beginning to round in that quiet way that made her glow. Sofi was also six months along with her own, carrying the weight of it with a steady, almost serene confidence. Emi had delivered their son, Nathaniel, only two months earlier and was still finding her rhythm with the new baby, while Lainey had given birth to Emilia about a month before that and was adjusting to life with two little ones under her roof.
Sean stepped out of the upstairs shower, a towel slung low around his hips, droplets of water still clinging to his shoulders. He padded downstairs and found Emi in the living room, comfortably settled on the wide couch. Nathaniel was latched at her breast, nursing lazily while Emi gently stroked the soft blond curls at the back of his head.
“Hey,” Sean said, leaning against the doorframe.
Emi looked up and smiled, warm and easy. “Hey yourself.”
“Where’s Sofia?”
“Marisol took her for a walk through the vineyard,” Emi replied. “She was full of energy this morning and needed to burn some of it off.”
Sean crossed the room, leaned down, and kissed Emi slowly, tasting the faint sweetness of her skin. When he pulled back he kept his face close to hers, voice low and teasing.
“Nathaniel’s almost due for a nap. We could run upstairs for a quick one before everyone gets here...”
Emi let out a soft laugh, the sound rich and familiar. She gently adjusted Nathaniel at her breast before meeting Sean’s eyes again.
“The rest of the family will be here in a couple of hours,” she reminded him, one eyebrow arched. “You might want to save some of that stamina. You know how horny Poli gets while she’s pregnant.”
Sean grinned and stole one last kiss before heading upstairs to finish getting dressed. The next couple of hours passed in a pleasant haze of last-minute preparations. By the time the first car appeared on the long gravel drive, the vineyard house was ready.
The house sat on a gentle rise, white stucco glowing in the late-spring sun. Wide decks wrapped around it, opening onto views of the long vine rows that rolled down toward the hills. Most of the leaves were still deep green, though a few at the edges were already tipping into crimson and gold.
Ben and Lainey pulled up first. Lainey climbed out of the SUV with Emilia tucked against her and immediately let out a happy sigh.
“God, that drive feels longer every time,” she said, laughing as she stretched her back.
Ben appeared to her side of the car carrying a sleeping Valentina in his arms.
“It really does,” he said leaning over to kiss his wife. “I hope Emi is up for one of her famous back rubs.
A sly smile crept across Lainey’s face. “Don’t you dare think about having fun before me”
Emi went down the steps to meet them. The two women pulled each other into a long hug, bodies pressing close for a moment. When Lainey turned to Sean she rose onto her toes and kissed his cheek, her hand resting lightly on his chest.
“I missed you,” she murmured, just loud enough for him to hear.
Sean helped Ben and Lainey bring their things up to one of the guest rooms, while Emi reached for Emilia gently and shuffled her off to the nursery to put her down with Nathaniel.
“You can put Valentina down in Sofia’s room for now,” Sean said quickly. “Marisol has the linen for the kids room airing out right now.”
“Jeez man, already trying to get rid of me?” joked Ben, but he soon disappeared down the hall, Valentina still in his arms.
Ben wasn’t totally wrong. Before he even got to the end of the hallway, Sean had his hands roving over Ben’s wife, making sure to stop in all the best places. He squeezed her ass through her ivory sundress before finding his way up to her swollen tits. He popped one free and immediately slouched over to pull a light brown nipple into his mouth.
Sean’s mouth was soon flooded with the sweet warmth of Lainey’s milk. He swallowed some and savored the taste before moving over to the other breast.
“God I’ve missed how you just take what is yours,” Lainey moaned.
It wasn’t long before she found herself on her knees, tits still exposed, as she slowly took Sean’s cock into her mouth. She was deliberate with each pull of his flesh, her excitement obvious, as her nipples dribbled milk continuously onto her knees.
Lainey took her time. She gathered as much of Sean’s cock into her mouth as she could before making light gagging sounds and backing off. He ran his hands through her silk black hair and grabbed lightly as she bottomed out, her nose brushing his pubic bone.
Sean wasn’t even thinking about cumming, he got lost in the wet feeling of Lainey’s mouth wrapped around him and almost found himself in a tantric state, before a woman clearing her throat broke him from it.
“You couldn’t even wait for the rest of us to get in?” Sofi laughed
Lainey pulled off of Sean and continued stroking him.
“You can always join us mi reina.”
Sofi strolled over from the doorway, her baby bump pushing out from her blue cotton sundress prominently. Her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail, brightened a bit after a summer in the sun. She reached Sean and Lainey and went to her knees. She quickly leaned in and gave Lainey a quick but deep kiss before retreating.
“I plan on taking him as much as possible this weekend,” she said seductively. “ I think I can let you have him first.”
Lainey smiled and sank back into Sean’s cock, making light slurping sounds as she brought it to the back of her throat. Sofi grasped one of Lainey’s small, heavy breasts, and primed the nipple by alternating between light pulls and pinches. Almost immediately, the drops of milk that had been beading at its tip strengthened to a satisfying stream.
Sofi clasped her lips to one of Lainey’s tits and sucked, filling her mouth with Lainey’s sweetness. She let a bit leak out from the corners of her mouth while Lainey moaned around Sean’s cock.
The sight was almost more than Sean could bear. He began to pulse in Lainey’s mouth as Sofi swallowed her second mouthful of her milk, before letting loose and flooding Lainey’s mouth with powerful spurts of cum.
Sofi unlatched from Lainey with a satisfying pop.
“Don’t swallow it all yet” she asked hungrily.
Sofi leaned in and kissed Lainey slowly, their tongues passing Sean’s seed back and forth. Once they were satisfied, they broke from their kiss and looked up at Sean while they swallowed.
“I think I should find my husband,” Sofi smiled wickedly, as she rose. “I haven’t given him a proper kiss yet today.”
She wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb, gave Lainey one last teasing look, and slipped out of the guest room. Sean helped Lainey to her feet, both of them still breathing hard. She fixed her sundress and tucked her breasts back inside while Sean pulled his pants up. They shared a quick, knowing grin before stepping back into the hallway.
Sean and Lainey stepped out onto the wide deck together. While they’d been inside, Poli and Mati had arrived, and Marisol had already gathered all the kids into the nursery wing for their naps. The house was quieter now, the late-afternoon sun warm on the wooden planks beneath their feet.
Lainey walked straight over to Ben, who was standing near the railing with a beer in hand. She rose onto her toes and gave him a quick, familiar kiss. Ben’s eyes flicked to Sean over her shoulder, tasting the faint trace of cum still on her lips. He smirked and gave Sean a slow, deliberate wink before wrapping his arm around Lainey’s waist and pulling her close.
Mati spotted them and grinned. “Hey, man.”
Sean walked over and clapped him on the shoulder. “Mati, good to see you. How was the drive?”
“Long, but we managed it without incident,” Mati said, still smiling. “Place looks good.”
Sean turned to Poli next. She stood near the railing in a loose white sundress, five months pregnant and glowing, one hand resting on the gentle curve of her belly. He leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips in greeting.
“Hey Poli,” he said warmly. “You look great.”
Poli smiled against his mouth before pulling back. “Thanks to you, amor.”
Mati just watched them with an easy grin, not the least bit bothered.
Sean glanced over at Andrés, who was standing a little apart from the group, drink in hand. “Andrés,” he said with a nod.
Andrés returned the nod, polite but quiet. “Sean. Good to see you.”
The guys grabbed fresh beers from the cooler and drifted into their usual loose circle near the railing. Sean took a long pull from his bottle and leaned back against the wood.
“Harvest went real smooth this year,” he said. “The Cabernet came in strong—some of the best Brix levels we’ve had in the last five years. Carmenere was solid too, though we had to stay on top of the birds early on. We lost a few rows before we got the netting up. Overall yields were up about eighteen percent from last season. That dry spell in February really helped with concentration. The grapes came in tight and flavorful.”
Mati nodded, looking impressed. “Damn. Eighteen percent is nothing to sneeze at. We heard good things coming out of Colchagua this year. Santiago’s been the usual mess—traffic’s worse, construction everywhere you turn. Sometimes I forget how quiet it is out here.”
Ben chuckled and took a sip of his beer. “I don’t know man, I’ve kind of missed the city, since we moved to Pucon.”
They kept talking like that for a while—easy, familiar stuff about work, the city, and how the season had treated them. Eventually Mati laughed and shook his head.
“Man, Poli’s hormones are no joke this time around. One minute she’s fine, the next she’s crying because the toast got too dark. I’m just trying to survive.”
Ben smirked and raised his bottle. “Hey, at least all the girls have milk again. That’s something.”
Laughter rippled through the group. Even Andrés cracked a small smile, though he stayed quiet, watching the vines in the distance.
The girls headed inside to start dinner, and the conversation shifted almost immediately.
Mati leaned back against the railing and let out a low laugh. “ I gotta say ... Poli has been extra horny with this pregnancy. She’ll wake me up at two in the morning just to climb on top and ride me. I’m not complaining, but fuck, I’m glad she has more cocks to choose from this weekend.”
Ben snorted into his beer. “Yeah, Lainey’s been on a real blowjob kick lately. The second the kids are down, she’s been dropping straight to her knees.”
Sean smirked, taking a slow sip. “I thought she had some new moves earlier. She’s gotten pretty damn good at taking it all the way down.”
Ben laughed again. “She has. She’s been practicing, apparently.”
Mati grinned and shook his head. “Honestly? I’ve been craving something different lately, maybe I can give her some more practice.”
Ben raised an eyebrow, grinning. “That so? Well, I’ve been thinking about getting my hands on Poli again. She always gets so fucking wet when she’s pregnant. And Emi ... fuck, I’ve been waiting to bury my face between those thighs again.”
Sean chuckled. “Emi’s been wet as hell lately too. She’s been begging me to let her ride one of you while I watch. Says she wants to feel another cock while I’m in her mouth.”
The guys kept going like that—open, filthy, and relaxed—talking about each other’s wives like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Eventually Mati turned to Andrés, who had been quiet through most of it, nursing his beer.
“Hey, Andrés, stop being shy, man,” Mati said with a grin. “We’re all friends here. Who are you most looking forward to fucking this weekend?”
Andrés looked up, caught off guard. He gave a small, polite smile, but his eyes stayed cool. “I’m sure I’ll find someone to keep me busy.”
Sean watched him for a second, then stood up and stretched. “I’ll be right back. Anyone else need a drink?”
Mati and Ben both nodded. “Yeah, grab me another,” Mati said.
“Same,” Ben added.
Andrés just shook his head and lifted his half-full bottle. “I’m still good.”
Sean headed inside, grabbed a couple cold beers from the fridge, and found Emi at the counter helping chop vegetables. She looked up when he walked in.
“Hey honey,” Sean said casually. “Can you spare a minute? I need help with something outside.”
Emi raised an eyebrow but smiled. “Sure amor. What’s up?”
They walked back out to the deck together. When they reached the guys, Sean turned to Emi, who still had that raised eyebrow.
“Hey love,” he said, voice low but clear. “Why don’t you give the guys a blowjob? It’s only fair, Lainey already had me down her throat the minute they got here, and I still owe your sisters the same attention.”
Emi laughed, low and warm. “Sure, why not.”
She reached up and pulled the front of her sundress down, letting her heavy tits spill out into the cool night air. Her dark nipples were already stiff. She gave them a slow squeeze, and a few warm drops of milk beaded at the tips before she stepped forward.
“Start with Andrés, amor” Sean said plainly. “I think he needs some relief after that drive.”
She sank to her knees in front of Andrés. Her hands moved to his belt, undoing it with practiced ease. She freed his cock, it was heavy and dark. She wrapped her fingers around the base, and without a word, she leaned in and dragged her tongue from root to tip, then took him into her mouth with a soft, wet sound.
Andrés let out a low grunt, his hand instinctively moving to the back of her head.
Emi worked him slowly at first, sucking him deeper with each bob of her head, her pink lips a stark contrast to his brown skin. She pulled off after a minute, a thin string of spit connecting her mouth to the flushed head of his cock, and glanced up at him with a teasing smile before shifting over to Ben.
Ben’s cock was longer, thicker and slightly curved. Emi gripped it firmly and took him straight to the back of her throat in one smooth motion. Ben groaned loudly, his head tipping back as she swallowed around him, her throat working. She bobbed steadily, one hand stroking the base while the other reached over to lazily stroke Mati’s cock beside her.
She pulled off Ben with a wet gasp and turned to Mati, wrapping both hands around his tanned length. She sucked the head into her mouth with a low moan, her tongue swirling as she stroked the rest of him. Mati’s hand tightened in her hair, his breathing rough.
“Fuck, Emi...”
She moved between them like that—sucking one while stroking the other two, her mouth wet and eager. Every so often she’d pause to squeeze her tits, letting a few warm drops of milk drip onto whichever cock was closest before licking it off with slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue. The sweet taste mixed with precum as she swallowed them down again.
Sean sat back in the deck chair, legs spread, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He took a slow drag, eyes half-lidded as he watched his wife on her knees for his friends. He didn’t say a word. He just smoked and observed, completely relaxed.
Andrés came first. His hips jerked and he groaned deep in his chest as he pulsed into Emi’s mouth. She stayed right there, swallowing every drop, then pulled off slowly and licked her lips before moving to Ben.
Ben didn’t last much longer. Emi took him deep, her hand twisting around the base, and when he started to cum she kept her mouth on him, her throat working as she swallowed. She turned to Mati last, sucking him with focused intensity, both hands stroking his thick cock while her tongue worked the sensitive underside. Mati groaned and came hard, his hand gripping her hair as she took everything he gave her.
Emi sat back on her heels, breathing hard, her tits still out and glistening. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then leaned forward and kissed each of them in turn, Andrés, then Ben, then Mati. She gave them slow, soft kisses that left them all a little dazed.
Before anyone could say anything, Poli’s voice called from inside the house.
“Dinner’s ready, you guys! Come eat before it gets cold”