Chapter 8

Daisy and I didn’t have sex on Sunday morning mainly due to the fact that we didn’t want to spoil the memories of our fucking on Saturday, especially our late night fuck in the garden. We sat around in the garden with the rest of my family enjoying the lovely weather having eaten an excellent breakfast cooked by Mum, accompanied by coffee and a couple of cigarettes. Mum had offered to take Daisy back home about midday so at 11.00 Daisy asked if she could use the shower to remove the smell of smoke off her body. Mum told her to give her all of the clothes that she had worn and she would wash them to remove any element of smoke. Daisy thanked her profusely and said what a wonderful thoughtful lady she was.

We arrived back at Daisy’s home just after midday, when Mum said “I am just going to see Daisy’s Mum to tell her how well behaved she had been and was welcome to visit us at any time”. I laughed and said “Mum, that is complete bullshit. All she has done all weekend is fuck and smoke, great behaviour from a fifteen year old”. I was told to stay in the car out of the way. Mum didn’t return for 10 minutes, then we drove home.

During the afternoon Mum and Dad asked to talk to me, told me to sit down, and they both had stern looks on their faces. Shit, what had I done, was I about to get a lecture on smoking and fucking too much at my tender age. Mum started by saying ‘I was talking to Daisy’s Mum as you know, telling her what a lovely daughter they had, and they should be proud of her” then her voice fell away. Oh no, bad news is on the way. However, what Mum said next was probably the best thing I had ever heard, and all Mum said was “Daisy is coming on holiday with us”. Her and Dad waited for my reaction which was one of amazement. Daisy and I had never discussed about her coming on holiday with us because we thought it wasn’t possible. Mum said “you don’t look very happy”. I went over to her and gave her the biggest hug possible, “I am just in shock Mum, but thank you, thank you, you and Dad are the best parents anyone could have”. Mum then went on to explain that her and Dad has discussed it last night, both thought it would be perfect for me, and when she talked about it with Daisy’s Mum she was very happy for her to join us, especially when I told her that we had a large Gite with 4 bedrooms and she would have her own bedroom. I asked what was Daisy’s reaction, she said it was very similar to yours but she hugged me as well as her Mother, and when she hugged me she whispered “is this just so that you can fuck me again?”. That’s my girl I thought. I hadn’t even been asked if I wanted Daisy to join us but I honestly could not have been happier. I went in to the garden, had a cigarette and rang Daisy straight away.

We departed for France the following Thursday, a two and a half drive from the Midlands to the Ferry, then a four hour ferry journey followed by a four to five hour drive through France to our Gite so a long journey. Halfway down to the Ferry Mum chuckled to Dad who was driving, “stop at the next Service Station, I am sure the girls need a cigarette”. I wonder what people at the Service Station thought seeing Mum smoking with three young girls, all still below the legal smoking age at that point. The first of what I am sure would be many over the next two weeks. I had bought three packets of cigarettes for the trip as Mum had told me not to buy too many as she would buy some in French Hypermarkets where they were a lot cheaper than in England. In fact our first stop on French Soil was the Hypermarket where Mum brought one thousand cigarettes saying “hopefully this should be enough for the next two weeks”. I did some quick maths, it was my favourite subject at school, working out that Mum at twenty a day which is her normal holiday intake leaves seven hundred and twenty between the three girls, over fourteen days, was seventeen a day each. I should think that would be enough but I had never been on holiday where I had been allowed to smoke before, never mind with my girlfriend and Sister who enjoyed smoking as much as me. One thing I was sure about was that my current high of twelve cigarettes in one day would be broken.

Today was already on the way to the record as we had five cigarettes on the Ferry as there wasn’t much else to do. Daisy and I couldn’t even find anywhere to sneak off to for a bit of feeling each other up. Mum gave each of us a carton of 200 and said enjoy. We all thanked her, and she said “you can all thank me during the holiday”, we knew exactly what she meant. During the rest of the journey we had another three stops to take the pressure off Dad, well, that was what described. At least she wasn’t blaming us this time for needing a cigarette.

We finally arrived at the Gite about fifteen hours after leaving home which was at the ungodly hour of 4.00am following all of our smoking stops, time waiting to get on and off the Ferry and the Hypermarket stop. We had been on holiday to France before but this was a new Gite for us to stop in. It was isolated in the French Countryside, Mum and Dad couldn’t have picked better although they had booked it nine months ago and obviously would not have thought that so much would change in our family in the intervening period.

The Gite had a big garden with lots of fruit trees, an outdoor pool, bbq, and was gorgeous inside. We went upstairs, and Mum allocated the bedrooms. She showed Daisy and me our room when Daisy, all innocently said “I thought I had my own room”. Mum laughed and said “you can have your own room if you wish, there is a spare one, but I told your mother that so she would allow you to come. I didn’t actually expect you to have your own room, I just expected that you would be sleeping with Mia”. Daisy rushed up to Mum, flung her arms around her neck saying “sorry, I can be a bit blonde at times”. She then passionately kissed her. Paula then said “we can keep the spare room as the Sex Room” which we all thought was a good idea.

Fortunately as it was late Mum and Dad had brought some food at the supermarket so we had cold meats, cheese and crackers for a meal followed by cheesecake. Dad also said that as we were on holiday we could drink wine if we wanted. I had never drunk wine before so it was a brand new experience, and I knew that I would have to take it steady at first until I got used to it. I also found that it went very nice with a cigarette. Mum and Dad stressed very forcefully that as we were at a holiday rental we were not allowed to smoke indoors under any circumstances, not even “special occasions”. We all said that we fully understood and would not let them down. All of us were very tired, especially Dad after all of the driving, so we all went to bed by 10.00pm, and I don’t think that anybody had sex.

After a long and lovely sleep we awoke to French sunshine pouring through the slatted wooden blinds and curtains, it already felt very warm even at 8.00am. Due to the warmth we both decided to dress straight in to our swimming costumes as today was going to be a day of rest spent around the Gite. We walked in to the kitchen and were greeted by the sight of two nipple piercings glistening in the sunlight, Mum was topless. “Hello girls, I trust you slept well. As we are very isolated and not in view of any other houses clothing is entirely optional during this holiday, wear as much or as little as you want. If you want to be naked that is fine”. Daisy smiled at me and smiled, “I hope your Dad goes naked, would love to see his big cock swinging from side to side all day”. “You are a fucking slut” I chuckled, “Yes I hope to be this holiday, I intend to go home no longer a virgin” she said. For breakfast we had a typical French breakfast of croissants, jam, coffee and cigarettes!

The first couple of days of the holiday were fairly uneventful. Daisy and I had regular sex together although we did it in our room, we sunbathed topless, ate well, drank plenty of wine although steadily and smoked lots of cigarettes. When we went out to a restaurant or cafe we always asked for an outside table so that the women could smoke.

It was on the third day that everything moved up a notch. Paula was obviously feeling frustrated because she hadnt had any sex yet and started masturbating on her sun lounger. She took off her bikini bottoms and was openly playing with her pussy. She was getting vocal as she does when turned on then she said “Daddy, bring your big fucking cock over here, I need it so badly in my cunt, take my virginity”. Daddy wasn’t going to turn down this opportunity, so he got up from his chair and said “ok Baby, let’s go the bedroom”. “No Daddy, I want it here, fuck me here, I want everyone to watch”. Daddy started to slip off his shorts, his cock was already big but not fully hard. On his way across to Sis, Daisy got up and took Daddy in her mouth, smiling at me as she did. She looked at Paula, slipped her mouth off his cock saying “just getting it fully hard for you”, then returned her mouth to his cock. I was so fucking proud of her but my cunt was now so wet so I said “Mummy, cum and lick your slutty youngest daughter’s twat”. Daddy was now struggling to not explode so he must have told Daisy that who removed her mouth, and Daddy went to Paula and rammed his cock in to her virgin pussy. He wasn’t being gentle and taking her virginity nicely, he was virtually raping her, Daisy must have done an amazing job getting him hard. Paula was loving it, her tone and volume of language told us so, it was a good job we were so isolated. Paula finished Daddy off in style, “Daddy, cum in my pussy, I haven’t taken my pill for a few days, make me pregnant, I want your incest baby”. Daddy had a look of sheer terror on his face but he was so far in her pussy that he couldn’t pull out and shot loads of spunk deep in to Sis’s pussy. My dirty girlfriend then took Dad’s cock back in to her mouth to clean him up, then went down on Paula sucking Daddy’s cum out of her pussy. She looked at Daddy, smiled and said to him “One virgin down, one to go, I love the taste of your spunk, delicious but I want it in my cunt”. Listening to my sexy dirty girlfriend I came all over Mum’s face, thinking Dad’s cock is going to be very sore by the end of this holiday if not today.