By the sea with family

...the size of his member inserting itself in me impacted... Memories like those come to my mind every time I return to Claromecó. Here I spent my adolescence and sexual awakening. My architect father and administrative mother, tired of life at a thousand pesos in Capital Federal, chose to move to the coast to lower their expenses. With my younger sister, we adapted quickly. Quiet life, we spent much time as a family, since we lived right by the sea but something away from the city. My first memories are of the first winter we spent in the cabin. At that time, we would eat early and our parents would leave us to watch TV while they went to their room. A normal night like all nights, after watching a movie, my sister and I go to sleep in our room (we had bunk beds back then). We turned off the living room lights and headed to our room, having to pass by our parents' room, which was always locked. However, that night it was slightly open, allowing us to observe our parents in bed for the first time, naked. My father lying on his back and my mother on top of him, giving her back and with her hands resting on her knee, slowly swaying up and down, forward and backward. As she arched her back and her hair slid almost to her buttocks, producing a movement so sensual that my father went crazy. The faint light from a small lamp illuminated the contoured bodies, my mother's perfect breasts, but especially let us see my father's penis. The size of his member inserting itself in my mother's wet vagina impacted me... With my sister, we never commented on what we had seen, but it was going to be the first of several sexual situations that would occur in that cabin by the sea. FIRST MY SISTER. Mica has always had a special relationship with Dad, so I wasn't surprised to see that situation in the patio... From behind, one afternoon I returned home early. The two were sitting on a garden sofa, my father without pants with his legs slightly open and Mica taking timidly his penis. Her hand couldn't reach around the trunk but she started making slow movements up and down. Once, twice, ten times, every now and then Mica would look at my father and he would nod what she was asking, only when it was totally erect could she take with her two delicate hands the thick and veiny member of daddy. At a slow pace, the movements accelerated, Mica now massaging also the glans, which began to moisten and shine, while dad with his eyes closed and head tilted back, enjoyed as his daughter pleased him. Two minutes after this sensual and intense hand movement, my father couldn't take it anymore and exploded. Several hot semen streams stained Mica's forehead, hair, and shoulder. Her hands were also covered in the viscous liquid of her father; however, she continued massaging until no more drops came out and the penis began to become flaccid. Job done. Wow... Far from being uncomfortable, the morbid situation ended up exciting me. I was only thinking: what about me when it's my turn? The story will continue soon...