Sapphire Cove
Copyright© 2026 by Fanlon
Chapter 2
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Sapphire Cove is a series of books, be patient, it will be more than worth it in the end! If you enjoyed Sam and his story in The Windy Pines, you'll love Lucas and Leah's stories in this new series. Sapphire Cove tells the story of twins, Lucas and Leah, who have a special relationship, as most twins do. Living in a nudist household, there are no secrets, except the ones the twins keep from their parents. A move to the exclusive community Sapphire Cove could change everything, if they get in.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Mult Incest Group Sex Swinging Voyeurism Nudism
We were talking about dicks and whose Leah liked more, mine or Danny’s, when Leah’s eyes suddenly went wide, and she leaned back. Danny and I, not sure what she saw, turned just in time to face a wall of water. It wasn’t an actual wall, but still, it was a small wave formed by both of our moms jumping into the water at the same time.
“Shit!” Leah squeaked, pointing at the water and scooting back, pulling her feet away from the pool’s edge. “They’re coming!”
Danny and I both twisted and turned, trying to see into the water, but with the waves breaking up the surface, it was hard to see what was happening below.
“Look out!” I yelled and tried to dash off to the right and away from Danny. I was swimming for all I was worth and then felt an iron grip around my ankle and screamed underwater, bubbles racing from my mouth as I kicked frantically.
I turned to look back and saw my mom, her arm outstretched, her hand locked on my leg, and she was smiling wickedly. I tried to shake her loose, but it was hopeless. Getting away from her was not an option. Any and all questions as to where my sister’s talent for swimming came from were answered when my mom entered the pool.
I pulled up, my arms scooping at the water, trying to get my head above the surface. As I broke through, I took in a huge gulp of air and heard my dad yell, “Careful, Lucas!” followed by laughter. No shit, thanks Dad!
I kept trying to swim, but it was more me trying to keep my head up so I could breathe rather than trying to get away. Every time I kicked my leg, it seemed my mom’s hands were getting higher and higher on my leg. As she pulled herself up on my legs, I started to sink lower and lower into the water. I had to crane my neck to keep my nose and mouth above the water line.
I was treading water for all I was worth, and apparently, it wasn’t worth much. That’s when I felt both of her hands on my waist as she yanked me down, and at the same time, she shot up. Her body shot out of the water in front of me, her eyes wild and a manic grin on her face right in front of me. The result was that I got a face full of her tits as she slammed into me, her hands finding my shoulders, and her weight pushing me down as her body sank back into the water.
I kicked desperately, but she was stronger than I was; heavier, too. All I could see was that little wedge of hair between her legs as she held me down for what felt like an eternity. My hands shot out, grabbing her arms, but she just shrugged me off, and in my panic, I was swimming and grasping for anything, but I might as well have had all the grace and coordination of a newborn giraffe at this point.
I wasn’t proud of it, but I wrapped my arms around my mom, forcing my head right between her breasts, and my leg wrapped around her, hooking my ankles together, latching onto her for dear life, waiting for my mom to save me. Real cool, I know, but in my defense, I wasn’t thinking straight, and I knew my mom would save me, and she did.
She pulled me up, swimming over the edge of the pool, holding me in her arms, pressing firmly against her body.
“Sorry, honey,” she said when I finally realized I was above water and no longer on the verge of being drowned by my own mom. “I just meant to scare you.”
“What are you trying to do, kill him?” I heard my dad say, before more laughter came from their direction.
“He’s fine,” Mom called back, still holding me tight against her chest, her tits smashed against me, and I could feel her nipples as two very distinct points against my own chest. Not only that, but with the way I had my legs wrapped around her, every kick of her own legs rubbed against me in such a way that it was impossible to ignore. “You okay?” She pulled her head back, looking at me, a warm, loving smile on her face.
“Yeah, I think so.”
We hung there at the edge of the pool for a second, my arms around her and hers around me, her legs still slowly kicking and rubbing against my dick. Coming from a nudist family, seeing my mom, sister, or any girl naked wasn’t enough, in most cases, to cause an erection. Those days had passed years ago. Touching and feeling were very different. Feeling her hard nipples pressed against me, coupled with the way she was rubbing against my cock, I don’t care how many girls I’d seen naked; it was going to have an effect, just thankfully slowly.
“Good.” She smiled brighter. “You can let go now.”
“Oh, sorry.”
“Don’t be, it was nice.” Mom smiled. “You don’t cuddle with me anymore, and you definitely don’t give me hugs like that anymore either.”
I blushed furiously, my mind started thinking about the two of us, naked, embracing. I was a teenage boy; it didn’t take much to get my dirty mind racing off on its own free will. If Mom noticed anything, she didn’t let it be known because, as she swam away, my cock had grown to full hardness under the water’s surface.
I heard splashes and looked to see Danny swimming in my direction. Leah dove into the water on my other side now that the coast was clear. I quickly latched onto the wall, facing it in an attempt to hide the erection my own mother had just given me.
“Dude!” Danny came swimming over. “What happened?”
“My mom attacked me,” I replied. “I think she was trying to drown me, that’s what happened.”
Just then, Leah surfaced. Her eyes met mine, and there was a surprised, knowing look in them.
“She didn’t try to drown you, jackass!” Danny laughed, completely oblivious to the look my sister and I just shared. She’d just been under the water, she’d seen what happened, or at least the result of it.
Leah snuck in next to me, positioning herself to my right against the wall.
“Danny, you weren’t—” My eyes widened, my words cut off as I felt her hand and fingers wrap around my cock. My head snapped around to look at Leah, who had a huge grin on her face as she stroked me once before releasing me.
“What the fuck was that?” Danny asked, his eyes searching mine and then looking across at a giggling Leah. “What happened? What did I miss?”
“My brother’s got a hard-on!” Leah smiled, barely able to hold back her giggle, and Danny’s eyes lit up, a smirk spreading on his lips.
“What happened, Lucas?” Danny said. “Did mommy make you hard?”
“What?!” My head jerked from Danny to Leah and back. “Hell no!”
“Umm...” Leah bit her lip as she looked down where my dick was still rock hard but blurred, thankfully, by the water. On instinct and self-preservation, I pressed my front against the wall, wincing as my dick was bent as it hit the wall.
Danny, being the jerk he was and taking things too far, dove under the water to see for himself. I tried to twist my body so that it was facing my sister, hiding my ... condition, but she grabbed me, stopping me. When Danny popped back up, he started laughing.
“Dude, you’re fucking hard!”
“Shut up!” I hissed, not wanting my parents to overhear what we were talking about. “And what the fuck are you doing ball gazing?”
“Hey, don’t turn this back on me!” Danny laughed, but moved back defensively. “I’m not the one trying to bury my dick in the wall of the pool right now.”
“I’m not trying to bury my—” I sighed, shaking my head. Arguing with Danny was pointless. “Whatever.”
“If you stop thinking all those dirty thoughts about your mom and her tits pressed against your face, it’ll probably go down,” Danny teased, I spun in an attempt to grab him, but he slipped just out of my reach, so I settled for sending a massive wave of water right at his face.
“Nice one, Lucas.” Leah gave me what I thought was an impressed look and then laughed at Danny’s sputtering face as he spit out a mouthful of pool water. “And if it helps, you can think about my tits all you want. Actually, I want you to think about my pussy too and my ass.”
“Leah!” I gasped, eyes widening as I felt my cock pulsing, regaining what little hardness I’d lost. “That’s not helping.”
“Guess you’ll just have to stay in the pool if you don’t want any wandering eyes seeing your dick is hard, huh?”
“I’m not a little kid anymore,” I grumbled low. “I can’t just run around with a hard-on and everybody thinking it’s cute.”
“Why not?” Danny asked, swimming closer, but remaining just out of arm’s reach down the wall from me. “I get boners all the time, no one cares.”
“That’s because you still act like a little kid,” Leah fired back, and Danny stuck out his tongue at her, which only further proved her point. Instead of Danny trying to argue, he just owned it, grinning back up at my sister, who rolled her eyes in response. “One of these days, you’re going to have to grow up.”
“I don’t hear you complaining about my growing when you have my hard dick in your hands.”
“Don’t try to act like you’re hung like a horse,” Leah shot back. “Your dick is no bigger than my brother’s, and you’re what, four or five inches taller than he is?”
“So what?” Danny glared. “Mine’s thicker.”
He was right, Danny was thicker than I was, but not enough that it actually mattered.
“It’s not the size of the boat, it’s the motion in the ocean, idiot,” I said to Danny, and Leah nodded along in agreement.
“True, and if you have both,” Danny said with a smirk, “you can part the Red Sea!”
“Gross!” Leah barked. “That’s it, you’re mine now!” She jumped up and dove into the water after Danny, who cackled as he took off swimming in a feeble attempt to get away.
Like it did every time the three of us were in the pool together, what started out as basic games of tag would devolve into full-on water wars. It always started out with Danny saying something stupid and Leah chasing after him. Danny would put up a good fight, but she’d catch him easily, grabbing his legs and pulling him under the surface, and she’d swim away, laughing victoriously.
Danny, not one to just let that go, would take off after her, but would quickly give up on that idea and go after me instead. Once we made it to that stage, it was always a free-for-all. Occasionally, there’d be a temporary agreement for a two-on-one, but that never lasted.
The other fun aspect of our deep-water battles was the groping. Getting a handful of Leah’s ass, or “accidentally” palming her tits, were par for the course. She, in return, always took advantage of grabbing our dicks when she swam below us. There is nothing quite like the excuse of trying to dunk someone in the water or drag them down by their legs to cop a feel, and let me tell you, there was a whole lot of that!
The end result was pure, childlike chaos.
The three of us had separated, forming a triangle of sorts as we each sent sprays of water at one another. Danny was the best at this stage of our water-war games. He could swing his outstretched arm down at the water and send a massive arc of water right at us with startling accuracy. So, Leah and I had no choice but to move, which we did. That’s when Danny tried to start guessing where we were going to be rather than attacking where we truly were. He made one little miscalculation and sent a streak of water right at our parents, who all flinched away, the women shrieking in surprise as the water came down on them in a whoosh.
“Why can’t you three just grow up!” Jez raged, as she jumped up from her lounger, stomping her feet as her face reddened with fury. Unfortunately, our little water war had taken some innocent casualties, namely Jez. She and our parents were all thoroughly doused in water.
“Sorry!” Leah apologized, even though it was her brother’s fault, but Danny and I didn’t let up, and continued to shoot water at each other with as much force as we could generate.
“They’re just having fun,” Scott told his daughter, wiping the last remnants of water from his face.
“Then they can have fun over there!” Jez scowled, pointing to the opposite side of the pool.
“Why don’t we head over to the hot tub?” my dad suggested.
“Oh, that sounds like a great idea,” Ellen cheered. “I need a refill. Anyone else?”
“I’ll take one,” Jez replied casually.
“No, you won’t,” her dad answered, his eyes hardening as he looked at his daughter. “You’re only sixteen, young lady, even if you’re trying to act like you’re twenty-five.”
“I’ll get you a Coke,” Ellen said, and Jez nodded, her chin dropping from the sharp words from her father.
“Come on,” Charles, my dad, said, getting to his feet and stretching, raising his arms high overhead, and arching backwards. “I could use the hot tub right now, my back’s getting stiff.”
“Exactly my thought!” Scott grinned. “Can’t have you being all stiff when you and Lucas go golfing tomorrow. He doesn’t need you using that as an excuse when he finally beats you.”
“He’s not going to beat me.” My dad chuckled. “He’d beat you, though, no problem.”
“Ha!” Scott barked a laugh. “I don’t think so.”
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