Home for the Holidays!

It's true, there's no place like home for the holidays. In December of 2002 my husband "Willy" and I went back to my parents' home in a rural/suburban area which I will not identify, in the Heartland of America for a "gathering of the clan," along with various other relatives. We had a great time, exchanged gifts, ate too much, and a few of us ended up on Santa's "naughty" list!

My older sister and her husband "Randy" were there. Those who have read some of my earlier posts know that Randy and I had a pretty steamy relationship for awhile, but it ended three years ago when Willy and I moved to Hawaii. My life since then had been pretty tame. Oh, I had gone topless or sometimes totally nude on Hawaiian beaches, and I'd danced at "amateur nights" at a club there to celebrate my 40th birthday, but that was about it. I hadn't had any sex partners besides my husband since that rather wild office party three years ago. Writing about some of those earlier experiences for this BB got me to thinking about it, though, and reminded me how much fun some of those episodes had been, so the idea was definitely planted in my mind. I briefly wondered if a little recreational sex might be possible, and I wondered if I should initiate it. As it turned out, I didn't have to.

My parents have a big place, so some of us stayed with them and others got motel rooms. Sis and Randy and their youngest, a high-schooler, stayed in the house. Willy and I stayed in a little garage apartment out across the backyard. Dad had converted it for my brother, and when he moved out they had rented it to college students or just used it as a guest room. It had a queen-sized bed, a few simple pieces of furniture, and a small bathroom.

Pic Randy shot of me in the guesthouse:

We arrived around noon on the 23rd after an all-night flight from Hawaii, a change of planes, and a drive out to their place in a rented car. Randy and Sis were already there. We all sat and talked for awhile, but Willy and I were exhausted, so we went to the guest house and napped. I woke up just after 4:00 pm and found myself alone. I assumed Willy was either in the house or out doing his customary last-minute shopping. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and freshen up. I was under the water, just beginning to come alive when I heard the front door open. Yes, like everyone else who ever saw "Psycho," I had that momentary image of a stranger in a wig with a butcher knife, but I guessed it was just Willy. I shouted, "I'm in here, Hon."

I heard, "Cindy, you decent?" It was Randy's voice.

I shouted back, "Of course I'm decent. Naked, but decent."

He opened the bathroom door. There was a translucent shower door between me and him. He asked, "Can I scrub your back?"

I considered it for just a moment. "Where's Willy?"

"Shopping. If he comes back, he can join us. I'll scrub his back too."

I opened the door, grinning. "Okay."

He was out of his clothes and into the shower in a second. He wasn't wearing much, so I suspected he had planned this. "How did you know you'd find me in the shower?"

As he scrubbed my back, and my ass, and my legs, and up between my legs, he said, "You need thicker curtains on the front windows." He had been sitting in the den watching TV. When I got out of bed, I turned on the lights, and he said he could see a naked body moving over to a suitcase, then to the bathroom. I made a mental note to do something about the curtains, or to leave the lights off.

Randy stood behind me as water ran over my body. His wet, soapy hands reached around and massaged my breasts, ran down over my stomach, through my pubic hair. His dick, long and hard, was between my legs, running back and forth over my vulva. He whispered, "It's been a long time. I've missed you."

I said, "I've missed you too, and Mr. Howdy," his pet name for his cock. I leaned forward and placed my hands on the wall for support, and spread my legs apart as his hands soaped my butt and ran down the inside of my thighs. He kissed me on the top of my head and on my shoulder. One soapy hand reached around and again stroked my breast. The other ran between my buttocks, between my labia, found my clit and started rubbing. I was starting to breathe heavily. I closed my eyes and rocked my pelvis back and forth as he stroked and pinched my swollen clitoris. I was very wet, from the soap and water and my own juices, and very open. His thumb was up my vagina, his ••••• and middle fingers manipulated my clit. I was beginning to quiver.

Then I felt his big, soapy cock slide easily up into my vagina, then out, in again, out again, back and forth, plunging deep inside me. I had forgotten how he filled me up. It felt so good! He was pumping steadily, not too fast, and I was enjoying every second. His hands were on my hips, holding me as if I might slip off, but I was thrusting my ass backward to meet his thrusts, so there wasn't much chance of that! I started rubbing my clit with my own fingers. I was gasping and moaning, "Oh, o-o-oh, yes! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, yes, oh-oh-oh-oh, yes, fuck me, keep it up, oh my God!" and then I came with a prolonged shudder. He was still pumping, faster, harder, almost lifting me off the floor with each thrust. I was up on my toes. I kept thrusting, kept rubbing. We fucked under the streaming water like there was no tomorrow. I was coming again when I felt his thrusts quicken, reach a climax, and taper off again. I realized he had finished, but I kept going as long as I could, not wanting the sensation to stop.

We finally rinsed off, got out and dried each other off. I blow-dried my hair then turned the overhead lights off and sat at the dresser, brushing my hair. Randy used Willy's camera to take this photo:

We talked a little. Randy asked if my sex life was okay. I said, "Yeah. Well, Willy has slowed down a bit, compared to when we were first married, but he's forty-four, so I guess that's normal."

Randy said, "I'm older than Willy, so I know what you mean. Still, a little variety every now and then can get me going!"

"Apparently so!" I said. "I guess I haven't slowed down so much - I can still be ready for it anytime. In fact, when I had both you and Willy, that was really pretty great. I miss it."

"So do I," he said. "Your sis kind of lost her libido after she had the kids, and it's harder to find a time when both of us are ready for it together."

"Well," I grinned, "we can make up for lost time now!"
Another pic shot by Randy last year:
I turned out the dresser light and lay on the bed beside him. We played with each other's bodies there in the dark. He told me to get on my hands and knees and straddle him. I did, and he played with my breasts, swinging them back and forth, holding them out to the side then letting them go so they slapped into each other, then he sucked my nipples, one and the other, slowly and gently. I was beginning to get wet again, and I felt his cock rising until it was stroking my thighs.

I moved up and knelt with my pussy in his face while his tongue worked my clit and ran up my vagina. His hands were "milking" my tits. I put my hands against the wall to brace myself and rocked back and forth on his face. The feeling was so intense that my humping was quite hard, and I feared I might break his nose in the process. I was moaning so loudly I thought surely the people in the house would hear. I turned, licking and sucking his cock while he kept eating my pussy. Having been satisfied once, we both kept going for ten or fifteen minutes like that, maybe more, until he couldn't hold off any longer and discharged his second load of semen, this time in my mouth. I swallowed, then, both quite satisfied, we just lay there in a heap.

After a few minutes we got up. It was dark, so Randy dressed and sneaked back into the house, and I returned to the bathroom to clean up again. I dressed, went into the house and tried to act as if nothing had happened. The others were so busy with their own activities - games, videotapes, etc. - that they didn't seem to notice that Randy and I had both been missing for the last hour or so. Willy returned, we all ate dinner together, and life went on. But that wasn't the last time Randy and I would be together. Maybe I'll write more later!

Please do,i really enjoyed the storyand the photo's were great..........thanks again,Michael

Cindy, you are hot!! Love you stories!!! Yes, let's hear more!!!!

Great pics and story!Happy New Year!

Great story, gorgeous lady! Why couldn't you be my SIL.....

OH YES, PLESE DO WRITE MORE AND SOON I HOPE. VERY HOT

Thanks very much! I'll try to post more about my naughty adventures with Randy soon!!

Yes post of your adventure. You are such a sexy slut. Damn wish I was or could visit that family get together.

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