As promised is the debt, I share with you the second part of this family's story on their vacation in Benidorm, I hope you enjoy it.
During the following week after Saturday and Sunday, when I was with Paloma and Daniel, my children, at a hotel in Benidorm, where they did love for the first time and we were so happy together, my daughter wouldn't stop calling me every day, even coming home to remind me to seriously talk to her father because she was very eager to make love with him. The truth is that I put myself in a commitment, because her father was very reluctant to do it with her. He couldn't overcome his taboos. He didn't imagine making love with his daughter. He saw her as his little girl, even though Paloma had already turned 18 years old. The case is that one of those nights, while doing love with my husband I insisted on the topic again and finally he agreed, under the condition that I should be with him to help him and not at home.
The next morning, I called my daughter and told her. She was thrilled and between us we made a plan. We would go on a trip together, the following weekend to Marbella. That same day, Wednesday, I went to an agency and solved the flight and hotel reservations.
On Friday morning, we left from Valencia and by mid-afternoon we were at a hotel in Marbella, near Puerto Banús. We had two rooms, connected by a door. I had planned for two rooms so my husband wouldn't feel uncomfortable, especially at first. We showered and changed clothes and went out to walk around Puerto Banús. We left my husband sitting on the patio of a bar and we went off to explore the many luxury boutiques there. When we returned, more than two hours later, my husband was no longer there. We located him through his mobile phone and he indicated that he was at a nearby restaurant and showed us how to get there. With so many packages from the purchases we had made, he took it with good humor and gave us a laugh. After that, he spoke to a waiter and they took care of carrying all the packages to the hotel. They set up a table on the patio, in front of the many large yachts that are always in the port, and we had some appetizers while our dinner arrived. It was a very varied meal with good wines that lasted almost two hours. Once finished, we decided to take a walk and get to know the elegant nightlife of Puerto Banus. We entered some bars, took a few drinks, and went to another one and so on until we got to NAVY, which we liked and stayed. There was a lot of elegant people from different countries and good music. Once at the table and our drinks ordered, my daughter took her father to the dance floor to dance with him. I watched them, happy and worried. I noticed my husband was a bit tense, but my daughter, who is very cheerful and affectionate, managed to get him to focus on the dance and her right away. The abundant wine from dinner certainly helped to loosen him up quite a bit. Soon I was also dancing. I accepted an invitation from an Englishman who I liked, and later found out he danced very well, which I liked even more. And, as women are sometimes, I looked for ways to excite my husband with jealousy. I stuck close to the Englishman and rubbed my face against his, which my husband noticed right away and saw him press his body against Paloma and also rub his face against hers. Paloma didn't miss that opportunity and was passing her tongue over her father's ear and hard breasts on his chest. Seeing that my strategy was working, I let the Englishman kiss me on the mouth and pretended to give in to him. My daughter realized what game I was playing and took advantage of her father's excitement to pass her tongue from his ear to his neck, to his face, and then directly planted her mouth on his, which he accepted, dazed by the excitement. My daughter wasn't wasting time, she passed her arms around the back of her father's neck and didn't loosen the tongue kiss he was giving her at the same time as she rubbed her pubis against his erection. I was dancing very close to them and my daughter and I were looking at each other with mischief.
With subtlety, but seeking for my husband to see, I lowered my hand towards the Englishman's pants, which were very bulging and my daughter imitated me, putting her hand between her body and her father's, taking hold of his erect cock through his pants, while saying something in his ear. I saw that my husband was nodding his head, agreeing to what she was saying and they went back to kissing each other on the mouth.
Afterwards, I found out that she had been asking him to make her happy that night, which she had long desired, and to make love to her. When we got to our room, my husband came over to me, hugged me and kissed me anxiously. With subtlety, I signaled to my daughter to go to her room and I undressed myself and helped my husband undress himself. I put him on the bed and caught his hard cock with my mouth, caressing his testicles and buttocks.
He, with his eyes closed, was moaning in pleasure. My daughter, already naked, appeared at the door and I signaled for her to come over. I handed her her father's cock and she caressed it and kissed the glans, with admiration for that moment so important to her, of fulfilling one of her greatest desires. Then, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed his entire cock, which she had long desired. I approached my face to my husband's and kissed him and caressed his face. He was already aware of who was sucking his cock so thoroughly. He felt a very special excitement, he felt his tremendous heat and the emotion he was living. My daughter soon climbed on top of him and with the slowness of the first time, she lowered her body and introduced centimeter by centimeter her father's hard cock into her hot and young pussy. husband continued with his eyes closed and, feeling the penetration, started to moan loudly and hugged and kissed me, out of himself. He was living one of the most exciting moments of his life, he was penetrating his daughter, Palomita. When my daughter had her totally inside, she leaned forward and I stepped back a bit, she wanted to kiss her father. And while kissing him, she repeated; thanks daddy, thanks mommy! I feel like the happiest daughter in the world. My husband hugged both of us and kissed us. The three of us were very excited and our happiness had no words, only kisses and lots of tenderness. My daughter got up and with her hands on her father's chest, started a sensual up and down movement, enjoying that first time, moving her body to feel better and deeper, the cock of her father inside her. My husband continued embracing me and started moving his pelvis upwards, seeking his daughter's body, seeking to feel in its entirety those sensations that, for the first time, his own daughter was giving him. She started feeling her first orgasms and moved agitated, feverish from the much pleasure her body received from her father. She moved her hips from side to side, to feel her father's cock in every corner of her pussy. She shivered and shook with madness and sometimes repeated, thanks daddy, thanks mommy! how happy I am!. My husband's body started shaking faster and, with a strong gasp, released inside his daughter, strong jets of his hot cum. My daughter, feeling her father's orgasm inside her, fell on us, seized by a bestial, alucinante, and trembling orgasm, with an interminable aaaaahhhhhh. She kept moving over her father's cock, with uncontrollable spasms and we hugged her to calm her down. Slowly she became quiet, serene, kissing us in silence, with tears of happiness. She looked at my husband's eyes and saw him happy, incredibly happy. She kissed him with tenderness, with intense love gratitude and also kissed my daughter. I felt the happiest mother and wife in the world. I helped my daughter get up and accompanied her to the bathroom to wash us. My husband went to wash himself at the other toilet. We slept in the same bed, my daughter in the center, being caressed by her father and me. When I woke up, I saw my daughter stretched out on top of her father, with her face between his hands, not stopping kissing him. He was stroking her head and back. I approached them and we were all caressing each other. It was already after 10 am and I saw through the window that it was a good sunny day. While I was kissing my husband. My daughter slid down towards the bottom, looking for a comfortable position between her father's legs to give him a long and sensual blow job. She took his cock in her hands, with kisses, short kisses on the glans, and passed her tongue along the shaft until she reached his big balls, which she also kissed excitedly. My husband was shuddering with pleasure at the skilled work his daughter was doing for him. She, with her breasts on her father's thighs, already swallowed one or two times her hard and pulsing cock, while caressing his balls and buttocks with her hands. I occasionally moved my face away from my husband's and looked into his eyes to feel with him that sublime moment we were living through the three of us. My husband couldn't hold back his ejaculation any longer and warned ooohhh no more it's coming... and my daughter swallowed deeper in her throat the cock of her father and accelerated her up-and-down movements to provoke a sensational orgasm, she wanted to make him super happy, she wanted him to remember that first blow job for ever. She hugged my husband tightly around me, with his face pressed against my neck and panting, while he flooded her throat and mouth with his warm cum. She was eager not to lose a single drop, swallowing greedily, with delight, and continued sucking her treasure. That treasure that had cost him so much time to get and which he now delighted in his mouth and hands. He looked at us both with a face of happiness and certain mischief.
My husband got up to wash himself and we stayed embraced and kissing each other. After my husband told us he was going to have breakfast and would let us know when our breakfast would be brought up to us.
Later, he called us on the phone, telling us he was waiting for us at the port. When he saw us, he signaled for us to come over, having found a little boat that made a route along the coast, so we could see her from the sea. The boat headed towards Málaga, and we first saw Marbella, then many urbanizations and beaches, Fuengirola and more urbanizations and beaches, until we arrived in Torremolinos and decided not to go back on the boat, getting off there to visit the town and later entering a restaurant to eat. It was a very beautiful place, next to an old tower or watchtower, from where you could see a huge beach that was already very popular.
They had a variety of fish, each more appetizing than the last, and we ordered several of them. Since none of us had to drive, we took advantage of accompanying the seafood and fish with abundant and good wine, which put us in a super good mood. Once we ordered our coffee and cocktails, my husband, who had observed a climate-controlled vitrine for cigars, got up and chose two Cohiba, one for him and one for me. I hardly ever try cigarettes, but sometimes I like to indulge in a good cigar, as on this occasion. From there, we went to the center and sat down at a patio, watching all sorts of people that thronged around us, while we took our drinks and laughed with our comments. Very late in the afternoon, we took a taxi and went back to the hotel. We showered and changed our clothes. Our plan was to have dinner at the same hotel and then go to Marbella, to some luxury pub, to dance. After dinner, we left my husband on the bar patio and we went up to get dressed for that night of party, we wanted to show off the clothes we bought the day before.
We undressed and put all our clothes on the beds, then we started selecting what interested us. My daughter chose a tiny red thong, I chose a black one with a small triangle in front, held together by tight belts. She preferred a fine-skin red set. A very short, fitted miniskirt that didn't reach my waist, a top without a bra that barely covered her breasts, leaving her back and belly button exposed, all the same color and material.
On top of the top, a little jacket with a lacing, also made of the same red skin. The shoes were high heels, equally red and very worn out. She looked beautiful with her loose hair, wearing a visor hat, also made of the same red skin. She didn't want to carry a purse.
I chose blue instead. A skirt with frills, ribbed in gold, longer on the right side that reached my knee, fastened on the left side where it went up to mid-thigh, fitted around my buttocks. The top part was like a long and very narrow handkerchief, hanging from my neck, and as I walked, it covered more or less my large and firm breasts (without a bra) with the ends held by the skirt.
I wore blue shoes with laces, high heels, and a small blue purse. I covered my shoulders and back with a blue silk shawl, very fine and with fringes. My long and wavy black hair was loose, wearing a blue beret, type guerrilla. We put on gold chains around our necks, arms, and ankles, matching the earrings.
When my husband saw us appear, he burst out laughing. He said we were going to take him for a tasty sheikh, accompanied by such beautiful women. My daughter laughed and said we looked like two luxury sluts, haha. I said that, well, we were in Marbella, where we would almost go unnoticed among so many attractive people.
A taxi... We were looking for a place to go and he took us to a pub that we loved for the night. It was a luxurious place where apparently the cream of Marbella society goes. We thought it was great. There was already a lot of people there, they seated us at a good table from which we could see the dance floor and almost the entire hall. I took off my shawl and she her little jacket. After taking a drink, I wanted to dance with my husband, but he said no, that he didn't like leaving Paloma alone there, he preferred to stay seated and watch us two. My daughter took my hand and led me to the dance floor. They were playing bacalao and we soon synchronized. Then they put on slow music and my daughter grabbed me around the waist, as if I were her man haha, we looked like two lesbians and we laughed, exaggerating our poses and mouth-to-mouth kisses.
We stayed almost an hour and then sat down for a bit with my husband to take some drinks. Later they started playing Caribbean music and my daughter jumped up like she had a spring, took off her shoes and I did too, and we went back to the dance floor barefoot. There we shone, with all the sensuality that this music entails and some men were trying to dance with us but we made them understand that we were a lesbian couple, haha. Not only were we two, there were other girls dancing alone although not lacking were couples of man-woman and chaos ensued when they started playing lambada. Many people who were dancing went back to the tables. My daughter and I seemed to be giving the show, in terms of sensuality and morbidness with our movements, which were more lascivious and provocative.
A couple of very pretty girls approached us, one put herself behind me and the other behind Paloma, they took us around the waist and the four of us danced together, better said we moved as if we were making love. In my sensual haze, I realized that most of the public was watching us four and at the end, broke out in spontaneous applause, hahaha. We said goodbye to those girls with kisses on the mouth and quite a lot of sobbing. When we got to the table, we took another drink to refresh ourselves and left for the hotel. My husband was super hot from the show we had provided, especially with the lambada and the other two girls. During the taxi ride, my daughter sat on her father's lap, rubbing his ass over the hardness of his cock and kissing him all the way. When we got to the hotel, I quickly went to the bathroom, couldn't hold it in anymore to pee. By the time I came out, they were already naked in bed, my daughter on top of her father, kissing each other anxiously. I approached my husband's cock and gave him some blows, although he didn't need any more stimulation, it was super hard. My daughter took the initiative. She rolled me over onto my back on the bed and got on top of me, doing a 69 with me, and told her father: daddy, I want you to debut tonight's bum. The father hesitated and said: it might hurt, if it's your first time. Yes, it's the first time, since my brother offered it to him and left it for you that privilege of deflowering me from behind. My husband looked at me and I told him yes, that Daniel preferred leaving it for him as a gift. My husband, very excited, got down behind her, opened up her butt cheeks with his hands, brought his tongue to her hole, licked it, and put the tip of his tongue inside to make her sphincter relax, then he put in one finger and my daughter gave a pleasure jerk, after that she had two fingers inside and was massaging the interior. I was hurting, on the contrary, she asked her father to move. I couldn't see my husband's face, but he must have been in another world, excited to be anilingus his 18-year-old daughter for the first time, that bum jerk, sensual and morbid. I to her, while I licked her clitoris and gathered with my tongue her youthful vaginal juices, I put two fingers in her pussy and moved them, in time with the thrusts that her father gave to her bum.
She lifted her face sometimes to moan from pleasure and each time she asked her father to fuck her harder, give it to her more strongly. The body of my husband, arched behind her, moved in a wave, faster and stronger, with deep penetrations. I saw his big and hairy testicles bouncing and hitting against the buttocks of her daughter. I myself took them with one of my hands and squeezed and pressed them and passed my hand over the back of her ass, as if to push him during his charges.
My daughter started to scream from pleasure, her orgasms came in a row, her juices slid down my face without ceasing and I had orgasms one after another. I heard my husband panting and asked his daughter if she was having fun, she answered with long siiiiiiiiii papiiiii, don't stop, give it to me hard, break her ass, give her a lot of pleasure to your daughter. He had her by the hips, almost pulled her out completely and then sent her inside with a strong push. That's what she liked, she screamed with lust each time he did that to her. When he had her well inside, he moved my husband from side to side, so that she could feel it better in his ass and she screamed more and more, almost hysterically. I moved my fingers inside her pussy and didn't stop licking and massaging her clitoris. She was gone, her repeated orgasms were getting stronger and her screams were becoming more hoarse and deeper. My husband warned that he couldn't take it anymore and my daughter said siiiiiiiiiiii papi give me all your cum, fill me up papi, fill me up. When she felt the first hot discharge of cum in the interior of her ass, she screamed ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, very repeated, while I bathed my whole face with the juices of a tremendous orgasm. She. I also had a strong and prolonged orgasm that left me exhausted and very happy. We stayed embraced for a while until my husband got up and I got out from under my daughter, who was laughing and crying with happiness and pleasure. We hugged the three of us and kissed each other, giving thanks to each other for making ourselves so happy.
After washing up, we prepared to sleep, the three of us together, my daughter in the middle and the three of us half-embraced.
The next morning I woke up with a pleasant sensation. My husband was beside me, kissing and caressing one of my nipples. When he saw me wake up, he took my hand and led me to the other bed. My daughter was still deeply asleep. She lay on her back in the bed and asked me to get on top of her so we could make a sixty-nine. Her thick cock was already hard and I dedicated myself to licking it from the sides and then its balls, until I swallowed it completely and gave her pleasure with my tongue.
He, meanwhile, was eating my pussy with new sensuality, passing his tongue all along it and stopping at the clitoris, putting his fingers in my vagina and making me come immediately. After that, we changed positions, I got on top of him, looking at his face and I started to put myself into my moist and pulsating pussy, he was massaging my breasts, caressing my nipples and I jumped up and down on him with sensuality, with great luxury, with renewed pleasures, moving in circles, going up and down half-mad, sweating and my long hair stuck to my feverish face from uncontrolled passion and lasciviousness, scratching his chest, shoulders, arms uncontrollably and he was giving me strong slaps on my buttocks and making me even more excited until I had an orgasm like a beast, an orgasm that ran through my whole body and I screamed very loudly and crazily with luxury and passion.
My husband came inside me with strong, abundant hot cum that prolonged the cataclysm in which I was enveloped and I screamed, screaming my overflowing luxury, My lascivious sensuality. I spun and spun my head from side to side, out of control, at the peak of my pleasure. My daughter woke up and came to my side, hugging and kissing me, I fell onto my husband and we merged into a big hug, a plenitude of love. I was thinking of my son, my Daniel. I would have been even happier in that moment if that hug had been from the four of us. I'm crazy about my husband and my son and my daughter and consider myself the happiest mother and wife in the world.
During the following week after Saturday and Sunday, when I was with Paloma and Daniel, my children, at a hotel in Benidorm, where they did love for the first time and we were so happy together, my daughter wouldn't stop calling me every day, even coming home to remind me to seriously talk to her father because she was very eager to make love with him. The truth is that I put myself in a commitment, because her father was very reluctant to do it with her. He couldn't overcome his taboos. He didn't imagine making love with his daughter. He saw her as his little girl, even though Paloma had already turned 18 years old. The case is that one of those nights, while doing love with my husband I insisted on the topic again and finally he agreed, under the condition that I should be with him to help him and not at home.
The next morning, I called my daughter and told her. She was thrilled and between us we made a plan. We would go on a trip together, the following weekend to Marbella. That same day, Wednesday, I went to an agency and solved the flight and hotel reservations.
On Friday morning, we left from Valencia and by mid-afternoon we were at a hotel in Marbella, near Puerto Banús. We had two rooms, connected by a door. I had planned for two rooms so my husband wouldn't feel uncomfortable, especially at first. We showered and changed clothes and went out to walk around Puerto Banús. We left my husband sitting on the patio of a bar and we went off to explore the many luxury boutiques there. When we returned, more than two hours later, my husband was no longer there. We located him through his mobile phone and he indicated that he was at a nearby restaurant and showed us how to get there. With so many packages from the purchases we had made, he took it with good humor and gave us a laugh. After that, he spoke to a waiter and they took care of carrying all the packages to the hotel. They set up a table on the patio, in front of the many large yachts that are always in the port, and we had some appetizers while our dinner arrived. It was a very varied meal with good wines that lasted almost two hours. Once finished, we decided to take a walk and get to know the elegant nightlife of Puerto Banus. We entered some bars, took a few drinks, and went to another one and so on until we got to NAVY, which we liked and stayed. There was a lot of elegant people from different countries and good music. Once at the table and our drinks ordered, my daughter took her father to the dance floor to dance with him. I watched them, happy and worried. I noticed my husband was a bit tense, but my daughter, who is very cheerful and affectionate, managed to get him to focus on the dance and her right away. The abundant wine from dinner certainly helped to loosen him up quite a bit. Soon I was also dancing. I accepted an invitation from an Englishman who I liked, and later found out he danced very well, which I liked even more. And, as women are sometimes, I looked for ways to excite my husband with jealousy. I stuck close to the Englishman and rubbed my face against his, which my husband noticed right away and saw him press his body against Paloma and also rub his face against hers. Paloma didn't miss that opportunity and was passing her tongue over her father's ear and hard breasts on his chest. Seeing that my strategy was working, I let the Englishman kiss me on the mouth and pretended to give in to him. My daughter realized what game I was playing and took advantage of her father's excitement to pass her tongue from his ear to his neck, to his face, and then directly planted her mouth on his, which he accepted, dazed by the excitement. My daughter wasn't wasting time, she passed her arms around the back of her father's neck and didn't loosen the tongue kiss he was giving her at the same time as she rubbed her pubis against his erection. I was dancing very close to them and my daughter and I were looking at each other with mischief.
With subtlety, but seeking for my husband to see, I lowered my hand towards the Englishman's pants, which were very bulging and my daughter imitated me, putting her hand between her body and her father's, taking hold of his erect cock through his pants, while saying something in his ear. I saw that my husband was nodding his head, agreeing to what she was saying and they went back to kissing each other on the mouth.
Afterwards, I found out that she had been asking him to make her happy that night, which she had long desired, and to make love to her. When we got to our room, my husband came over to me, hugged me and kissed me anxiously. With subtlety, I signaled to my daughter to go to her room and I undressed myself and helped my husband undress himself. I put him on the bed and caught his hard cock with my mouth, caressing his testicles and buttocks.
He, with his eyes closed, was moaning in pleasure. My daughter, already naked, appeared at the door and I signaled for her to come over. I handed her her father's cock and she caressed it and kissed the glans, with admiration for that moment so important to her, of fulfilling one of her greatest desires. Then, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed his entire cock, which she had long desired. I approached my face to my husband's and kissed him and caressed his face. He was already aware of who was sucking his cock so thoroughly. He felt a very special excitement, he felt his tremendous heat and the emotion he was living. My daughter soon climbed on top of him and with the slowness of the first time, she lowered her body and introduced centimeter by centimeter her father's hard cock into her hot and young pussy. husband continued with his eyes closed and, feeling the penetration, started to moan loudly and hugged and kissed me, out of himself. He was living one of the most exciting moments of his life, he was penetrating his daughter, Palomita. When my daughter had her totally inside, she leaned forward and I stepped back a bit, she wanted to kiss her father. And while kissing him, she repeated; thanks daddy, thanks mommy! I feel like the happiest daughter in the world. My husband hugged both of us and kissed us. The three of us were very excited and our happiness had no words, only kisses and lots of tenderness. My daughter got up and with her hands on her father's chest, started a sensual up and down movement, enjoying that first time, moving her body to feel better and deeper, the cock of her father inside her. My husband continued embracing me and started moving his pelvis upwards, seeking his daughter's body, seeking to feel in its entirety those sensations that, for the first time, his own daughter was giving him. She started feeling her first orgasms and moved agitated, feverish from the much pleasure her body received from her father. She moved her hips from side to side, to feel her father's cock in every corner of her pussy. She shivered and shook with madness and sometimes repeated, thanks daddy, thanks mommy! how happy I am!. My husband's body started shaking faster and, with a strong gasp, released inside his daughter, strong jets of his hot cum. My daughter, feeling her father's orgasm inside her, fell on us, seized by a bestial, alucinante, and trembling orgasm, with an interminable aaaaahhhhhh. She kept moving over her father's cock, with uncontrollable spasms and we hugged her to calm her down. Slowly she became quiet, serene, kissing us in silence, with tears of happiness. She looked at my husband's eyes and saw him happy, incredibly happy. She kissed him with tenderness, with intense love gratitude and also kissed my daughter. I felt the happiest mother and wife in the world. I helped my daughter get up and accompanied her to the bathroom to wash us. My husband went to wash himself at the other toilet. We slept in the same bed, my daughter in the center, being caressed by her father and me. When I woke up, I saw my daughter stretched out on top of her father, with her face between his hands, not stopping kissing him. He was stroking her head and back. I approached them and we were all caressing each other. It was already after 10 am and I saw through the window that it was a good sunny day. While I was kissing my husband. My daughter slid down towards the bottom, looking for a comfortable position between her father's legs to give him a long and sensual blow job. She took his cock in her hands, with kisses, short kisses on the glans, and passed her tongue along the shaft until she reached his big balls, which she also kissed excitedly. My husband was shuddering with pleasure at the skilled work his daughter was doing for him. She, with her breasts on her father's thighs, already swallowed one or two times her hard and pulsing cock, while caressing his balls and buttocks with her hands. I occasionally moved my face away from my husband's and looked into his eyes to feel with him that sublime moment we were living through the three of us. My husband couldn't hold back his ejaculation any longer and warned ooohhh no more it's coming... and my daughter swallowed deeper in her throat the cock of her father and accelerated her up-and-down movements to provoke a sensational orgasm, she wanted to make him super happy, she wanted him to remember that first blow job for ever. She hugged my husband tightly around me, with his face pressed against my neck and panting, while he flooded her throat and mouth with his warm cum. She was eager not to lose a single drop, swallowing greedily, with delight, and continued sucking her treasure. That treasure that had cost him so much time to get and which he now delighted in his mouth and hands. He looked at us both with a face of happiness and certain mischief.
My husband got up to wash himself and we stayed embraced and kissing each other. After my husband told us he was going to have breakfast and would let us know when our breakfast would be brought up to us.
Later, he called us on the phone, telling us he was waiting for us at the port. When he saw us, he signaled for us to come over, having found a little boat that made a route along the coast, so we could see her from the sea. The boat headed towards Málaga, and we first saw Marbella, then many urbanizations and beaches, Fuengirola and more urbanizations and beaches, until we arrived in Torremolinos and decided not to go back on the boat, getting off there to visit the town and later entering a restaurant to eat. It was a very beautiful place, next to an old tower or watchtower, from where you could see a huge beach that was already very popular.
They had a variety of fish, each more appetizing than the last, and we ordered several of them. Since none of us had to drive, we took advantage of accompanying the seafood and fish with abundant and good wine, which put us in a super good mood. Once we ordered our coffee and cocktails, my husband, who had observed a climate-controlled vitrine for cigars, got up and chose two Cohiba, one for him and one for me. I hardly ever try cigarettes, but sometimes I like to indulge in a good cigar, as on this occasion. From there, we went to the center and sat down at a patio, watching all sorts of people that thronged around us, while we took our drinks and laughed with our comments. Very late in the afternoon, we took a taxi and went back to the hotel. We showered and changed our clothes. Our plan was to have dinner at the same hotel and then go to Marbella, to some luxury pub, to dance. After dinner, we left my husband on the bar patio and we went up to get dressed for that night of party, we wanted to show off the clothes we bought the day before.
We undressed and put all our clothes on the beds, then we started selecting what interested us. My daughter chose a tiny red thong, I chose a black one with a small triangle in front, held together by tight belts. She preferred a fine-skin red set. A very short, fitted miniskirt that didn't reach my waist, a top without a bra that barely covered her breasts, leaving her back and belly button exposed, all the same color and material.
On top of the top, a little jacket with a lacing, also made of the same red skin. The shoes were high heels, equally red and very worn out. She looked beautiful with her loose hair, wearing a visor hat, also made of the same red skin. She didn't want to carry a purse.
I chose blue instead. A skirt with frills, ribbed in gold, longer on the right side that reached my knee, fastened on the left side where it went up to mid-thigh, fitted around my buttocks. The top part was like a long and very narrow handkerchief, hanging from my neck, and as I walked, it covered more or less my large and firm breasts (without a bra) with the ends held by the skirt.
I wore blue shoes with laces, high heels, and a small blue purse. I covered my shoulders and back with a blue silk shawl, very fine and with fringes. My long and wavy black hair was loose, wearing a blue beret, type guerrilla. We put on gold chains around our necks, arms, and ankles, matching the earrings.
When my husband saw us appear, he burst out laughing. He said we were going to take him for a tasty sheikh, accompanied by such beautiful women. My daughter laughed and said we looked like two luxury sluts, haha. I said that, well, we were in Marbella, where we would almost go unnoticed among so many attractive people.
A taxi... We were looking for a place to go and he took us to a pub that we loved for the night. It was a luxurious place where apparently the cream of Marbella society goes. We thought it was great. There was already a lot of people there, they seated us at a good table from which we could see the dance floor and almost the entire hall. I took off my shawl and she her little jacket. After taking a drink, I wanted to dance with my husband, but he said no, that he didn't like leaving Paloma alone there, he preferred to stay seated and watch us two. My daughter took my hand and led me to the dance floor. They were playing bacalao and we soon synchronized. Then they put on slow music and my daughter grabbed me around the waist, as if I were her man haha, we looked like two lesbians and we laughed, exaggerating our poses and mouth-to-mouth kisses.
We stayed almost an hour and then sat down for a bit with my husband to take some drinks. Later they started playing Caribbean music and my daughter jumped up like she had a spring, took off her shoes and I did too, and we went back to the dance floor barefoot. There we shone, with all the sensuality that this music entails and some men were trying to dance with us but we made them understand that we were a lesbian couple, haha. Not only were we two, there were other girls dancing alone although not lacking were couples of man-woman and chaos ensued when they started playing lambada. Many people who were dancing went back to the tables. My daughter and I seemed to be giving the show, in terms of sensuality and morbidness with our movements, which were more lascivious and provocative.
A couple of very pretty girls approached us, one put herself behind me and the other behind Paloma, they took us around the waist and the four of us danced together, better said we moved as if we were making love. In my sensual haze, I realized that most of the public was watching us four and at the end, broke out in spontaneous applause, hahaha. We said goodbye to those girls with kisses on the mouth and quite a lot of sobbing. When we got to the table, we took another drink to refresh ourselves and left for the hotel. My husband was super hot from the show we had provided, especially with the lambada and the other two girls. During the taxi ride, my daughter sat on her father's lap, rubbing his ass over the hardness of his cock and kissing him all the way. When we got to the hotel, I quickly went to the bathroom, couldn't hold it in anymore to pee. By the time I came out, they were already naked in bed, my daughter on top of her father, kissing each other anxiously. I approached my husband's cock and gave him some blows, although he didn't need any more stimulation, it was super hard. My daughter took the initiative. She rolled me over onto my back on the bed and got on top of me, doing a 69 with me, and told her father: daddy, I want you to debut tonight's bum. The father hesitated and said: it might hurt, if it's your first time. Yes, it's the first time, since my brother offered it to him and left it for you that privilege of deflowering me from behind. My husband looked at me and I told him yes, that Daniel preferred leaving it for him as a gift. My husband, very excited, got down behind her, opened up her butt cheeks with his hands, brought his tongue to her hole, licked it, and put the tip of his tongue inside to make her sphincter relax, then he put in one finger and my daughter gave a pleasure jerk, after that she had two fingers inside and was massaging the interior. I was hurting, on the contrary, she asked her father to move. I couldn't see my husband's face, but he must have been in another world, excited to be anilingus his 18-year-old daughter for the first time, that bum jerk, sensual and morbid. I to her, while I licked her clitoris and gathered with my tongue her youthful vaginal juices, I put two fingers in her pussy and moved them, in time with the thrusts that her father gave to her bum.
She lifted her face sometimes to moan from pleasure and each time she asked her father to fuck her harder, give it to her more strongly. The body of my husband, arched behind her, moved in a wave, faster and stronger, with deep penetrations. I saw his big and hairy testicles bouncing and hitting against the buttocks of her daughter. I myself took them with one of my hands and squeezed and pressed them and passed my hand over the back of her ass, as if to push him during his charges.
My daughter started to scream from pleasure, her orgasms came in a row, her juices slid down my face without ceasing and I had orgasms one after another. I heard my husband panting and asked his daughter if she was having fun, she answered with long siiiiiiiiii papiiiii, don't stop, give it to me hard, break her ass, give her a lot of pleasure to your daughter. He had her by the hips, almost pulled her out completely and then sent her inside with a strong push. That's what she liked, she screamed with lust each time he did that to her. When he had her well inside, he moved my husband from side to side, so that she could feel it better in his ass and she screamed more and more, almost hysterically. I moved my fingers inside her pussy and didn't stop licking and massaging her clitoris. She was gone, her repeated orgasms were getting stronger and her screams were becoming more hoarse and deeper. My husband warned that he couldn't take it anymore and my daughter said siiiiiiiiiiii papi give me all your cum, fill me up papi, fill me up. When she felt the first hot discharge of cum in the interior of her ass, she screamed ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, very repeated, while I bathed my whole face with the juices of a tremendous orgasm. She. I also had a strong and prolonged orgasm that left me exhausted and very happy. We stayed embraced for a while until my husband got up and I got out from under my daughter, who was laughing and crying with happiness and pleasure. We hugged the three of us and kissed each other, giving thanks to each other for making ourselves so happy.
After washing up, we prepared to sleep, the three of us together, my daughter in the middle and the three of us half-embraced.
The next morning I woke up with a pleasant sensation. My husband was beside me, kissing and caressing one of my nipples. When he saw me wake up, he took my hand and led me to the other bed. My daughter was still deeply asleep. She lay on her back in the bed and asked me to get on top of her so we could make a sixty-nine. Her thick cock was already hard and I dedicated myself to licking it from the sides and then its balls, until I swallowed it completely and gave her pleasure with my tongue.
He, meanwhile, was eating my pussy with new sensuality, passing his tongue all along it and stopping at the clitoris, putting his fingers in my vagina and making me come immediately. After that, we changed positions, I got on top of him, looking at his face and I started to put myself into my moist and pulsating pussy, he was massaging my breasts, caressing my nipples and I jumped up and down on him with sensuality, with great luxury, with renewed pleasures, moving in circles, going up and down half-mad, sweating and my long hair stuck to my feverish face from uncontrolled passion and lasciviousness, scratching his chest, shoulders, arms uncontrollably and he was giving me strong slaps on my buttocks and making me even more excited until I had an orgasm like a beast, an orgasm that ran through my whole body and I screamed very loudly and crazily with luxury and passion.
My husband came inside me with strong, abundant hot cum that prolonged the cataclysm in which I was enveloped and I screamed, screaming my overflowing luxury, My lascivious sensuality. I spun and spun my head from side to side, out of control, at the peak of my pleasure. My daughter woke up and came to my side, hugging and kissing me, I fell onto my husband and we merged into a big hug, a plenitude of love. I was thinking of my son, my Daniel. I would have been even happier in that moment if that hug had been from the four of us. I'm crazy about my husband and my son and my daughter and consider myself the happiest mother and wife in the world.
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