Twin Heat

Everyone in Twin Heat is 18 or older, consenting, and more than capable of handling what's coming. This story contains unapologetic male bisexuality and raw chemistry between a brother and his sister. If that makes you squirm--in a bad way--now's your chance to back out and pretend you never saw this. We'll keep the lights low.

Bisexual Male, Bisexual Female, Age Gap, Spitting, MMF, Brother/Sister

1

The café was tucked just off the sand, shaded by woven parasols and surrounded by swaying palms. The last heat of the afternoon clung to the air--heavy, indulgent, laced with the scent of sea salt and coconut oil. Everything seemed to glow under the slow descent of the sun, a lazy, molten light pouring across the beach.

This was a known spot--unofficial, but understood. A place where certain couples went to see and be seen, and maybe leave with more company than they came with.

Linda sat back in her chair, legs stretched long, one ankle crossed over the other. Her black bikini was barely visible beneath her sheer sarong, skin bronzed and glowing. Her silver-blond hair was pulled up in a messy updo, a pair of oversized sunglasses perched low on her nose. Beneath them, her face was breathtaking--lush lips, sharp cheekbones, a smirk that hinted at all the wicked things she knew. She carried the raw beauty of a woman in her mid-thirties, seasoned and magnetic, sipping her beer as the bottle beaded and slipped slightly in her fingers.

Across from her, Jon leaned back, tanned chest bare, his open linen shirt clinging to his arms. Thirty-six, sculpted, and entirely at ease. His face was ruggedly handsome, with a dusting of stubble and calm, playful eyes that missed nothing. The light caught the veins in his forearms as he toyed lazily with the condensation on his glass, muscles shifting with the slow, quiet strength of a man who never needed to prove himself. He scanned the beach like a hunter half asleep--until

Linda said, casually, without turning her head:

"Look left. At the edge of the water."

Jon turned, and stilled.

A young couple had just stepped off the sand. Barefoot, laughing, completely at ease in their bodies. They weren't touching, but they moved with the kind of synchronized ease that made them hard not to watch.

The girl wore a deep red bikini--small, snug, and low-cut in both directions. Her hips were generous, her waist narrow, and her breasts full enough to stretch the thin fabric. Her skin was golden, kissed deep by the sun, and her long, dark brown hair fell in a sleek, center-parted curtain down her back, glossy and straight despite the heat. She had the kind of smile that stopped conversations.

The boy walking beside her--same build, same skin tone, same eyes--was just as arresting. Shirtless, in faded board shorts slung low on his narrow hips, his chest lean and smooth with a faint line of muscle running down to a flat stomach. His long hair was tied back lazily, strands falling into his face, framing high cheekbones and a full mouth that looked like it had been kissed into softness. His jaw was delicate, his eyes alert but calm, and when he glanced toward the café, he caught Jon watching him.

He didn't look away.

"They look... alike," Jon murmured.

Linda's smile grew wider behind her glass. "Mmhmm."

"You think they're...?"

"Could be. Could also just be perfect together."

They were coming closer now, weaving through the crowd with beer bottles in hand, barefoot and casual but very aware of the attention they were drawing. Jon sat up a little straighter. Linda pushed her sunglasses up onto her head.

The girl was the one who made the first move. She caught Linda's gaze and gave a subtle tilt of her head toward the two empty seats at their table.

"Mind if we join you?" she asked, voice warm and low, lips full and parted in a slow, curious smile. Her eyes sparkled with something warm and wicked--like she already knew this was going to be fun.

Linda's answer was smooth. "Please do."

They sat--Tina beside Linda, the boy beside Jon. Close enough that their bare thighs brushed now and then.

"I'm Linda," she said, offering her hand.

"Jon," he added.

"Tina," the girl said with a lazy grin, sliding her fingers into Linda's and holding just a second longer than necessary. Teo echoed the motion beside Jon, his own lips just as plush, his gaze quiet but alert, following Tina's lead with subtle reverence.

"Teo," he said softly, voice lighter, watching Tina more than anyone--but his eyes still flicked between Jon and the beer in his hand.

Jon offered his bottle in a silent toast. Teo tapped his against it, mouth curling in a tiny, knowing smile.

Looking at them made Jon and Linda's hearts pound--like watching something beautiful and dangerous drift in on the tide.

"You two from around here?" Linda asked, her eyes already tracing the smooth line of Tina's collarbone, the way her bikini top pressed tight over her chest.

"Not far," Tina said. "Just a short break. We come here when we want to relax... or stir things up."

Linda raised an eyebrow. "You two come together?"

"We always do," Tina said, playful but coy.

Jon laughed, but there was something careful in it. "You match almost too well. Like you could be related."

Tina smiled like she'd been waiting for that. "We are."

Teo leaned in slightly. "Twins."

There was a flicker in Jon's eyes, something dark and curious. "That explains the symmetry."

"You don't mind, do you?" Tina asked, voice low, lips barely moving.

Linda's smile was slow, rich, and hungry. "Not even a little."

Tina leaned back in her chair, the wooden slats creaking faintly beneath her as she crossed one leg over the other. Her knee brushed Linda's under the table. She didn't move it.

Teo sat more upright, but his posture was relaxed, hands around the neck of his beer bottle, fingers slow, idle. Jon watched the way his tongue flicked across his lower lip after every sip.

"So..." Linda began, her voice like honey poured over ice, "I assume you know what kind of place this is?"

Tina raised one perfectly arched brow. "Oh? What kind is that?"

Jon chuckled softly, leaning his forearms on the table, close enough for Teo to catch the scent of his skin--salt, citrus, sweat. "A swinger's hook-up spot. Couples, mostly... curious travelers. Anyone looking to go home a little messier than they arrived."

Tina gave a wicked grin. "Then yes. We've heard that rumor."

Teo smiled too, quieter, but no less warm. "We figured it was worth checking out."

Linda tilted her head, studying them both. "So you came here looking for fun?"

"We came here open to it," Tina said, brushing her thumb slowly along the side of her beer bottle. "We don't do expectations. We just follow the vibe."

Jon's voice dropped, low and direct. "And we're feeling yours loud and clear."

Teo looked over at Tina, the corner of his mouth twitching. "They're hot."

Tina smirked. "I was just thinking the same thing."

There was a beat--charged, heavy with possibilities.

Then Linda leaned in slightly, the neckline of her bikini dipping low enough for Tina's eyes to fall.

"We're staying just up the beach. Rented a little villa with a pool and a private garden. It's quiet. Comfortable. Very... uninhibited."

Jon added, smoothly, "We were actually hoping to meet someone. A guy. A girl. Preferably a couple. We're both bi, and we're both very open-minded."

Tina's eyes flicked from Linda's cleavage to her mouth. "You don't waste time."

"Not when we want something," Linda replied, calm and sure.

Tina smiled, eyes dancing. "Then we're perfect for what you have in mind."

"We're both bi too," Teo said softly, glancing at Jon with a flicker of something softer. "We've played with couples before."

Tina nodded. "Shared lovers. It just works better when we're both involved."

Linda's hand slid a little higher on Tina's knee. "Can I ask something more personal?"

"Go for it," Tina said.

Linda looked between them. "Are you comfortable... playing with both of us? All four of us? I mean, you guys are brother and sister."

There was no awkward pause. Tina just smiled--tender, confident.

"We are," she said softly. "But we're also best friends. We feel much safer having each other's backs. I mean, we're comfortable when we know the other one can come to the rescue if anything goes wrong. No offense."

"None taken," Jon said, watching them carefully.

Tina leaned a little closer to Linda now. "But to answer your question... we're best friends and soulmates. Being twins makes our bond stronger. We trust each other completely."

Teo nodded. "It's not weird for us. If anything, it makes everything feel safer. More honest."

Linda smiled slowly. "That's beautiful. And hot."

Tina's lips curled. "We think so too."

Jon sat back, exhaling through his nose like he'd just been given a gift. He looked at Linda. "They're perfect."

Linda was already smiling, her hand resting on Tina's bare knee. "The naughtier, the better."

Tina's breath caught--but she didn't pull away. "Then you've definitely got the right twins."

They shared a long silence, not awkward--just full. Full of ideas. Full of visuals. Full of heat.

Linda reached for her beer again and took a slow sip. Then, offhandedly, "So. We're both thirty-six, by the way."

Tina smirked. "Twenty. I'm the oldest--by ten minutes." She winked at her brother, who rolled his eyes with a small smile.

Jon laughed. "You comfortable with us being old as fuck?"

Tina grinned, eyes dancing. "We don't care how old you are, as long as you fuck good."

The way she said fuck--like she was biting into something sweet--made Linda's stomach twist pleasantly.

Teo added softly, "You both look way younger than thirty-six. Really hot. In such good shape." He glanced at Jon, then at Linda. "Honestly... the age difference? It's kind of exciting. Maybe you can teach us a thing or two."

Jon let out a short breath, and his smile darkened. "We love having fun with younger people."

Linda turned to them, her voice velvet, her words precise. "And to answer your question..." Her eyes lingered on Tina's lips. "Yes. We do fuck like young people. The stamina, I mean. But with age comes experience. It's so much more delicious."

That fuck landed right between the twins, like a slow-moving spark.

Tina leaned in a little. "Mmm. We like delicious."

Teo's lips parted slightly. He didn't say anything--but his body language spoke volumes. Legs open. Shoulders relaxed. Ready.

Linda stood, slipping her sunglasses back on. "We were thinking of heading back to the villa. You're welcome to join us. For more drinks. More talk."

"More everything," Jon added, rising smoothly beside her.

Tina looked at Teo. He didn't hesitate. He just nodded once.

Tina turned back to Linda, smiling like she already knew where the night would end. "Lead the way."

2

The air had cooled just slightly, enough to feel the breeze on damp skin. The four of them stepped out of the café barefoot, shoes forgotten, bottles finished, hearts hammering under the surface.

Linda walked beside Tina, their shoulders brushing, the occasional flick of a hand against bare thighs pretending to be casual. Tina's bikini was still holding, but barely. Her hips swayed with the kind of confidence you didn't learn--you were born with it. And Linda watched her the way a wolf watches something worth chasing.

Behind them, Jon walked with Teo. Closer now. Jon's fingers grazed the small of Teo's back once. Teo didn't flinch--he leaned into it. His long hair caught the orange light of the sunset like a halo, and Jon was already imagining what it would look like sprawled across his thighs.

"Nice view," Jon said, low.

Teo glanced sideways. "Yours or mine?"

Jon laughed under his breath. "Both."

Up ahead, Linda said something that made Tina laugh--head thrown back, her hand brushing Linda's wrist. She didn't pull away when Linda's fingers slid across her lower back, lingered just a little too long above the curve of her ass.

The villa wasn't far. Just up a private path lined with swaying palms and fading lanterns. The sound of the ocean faded behind them, replaced by their footsteps, the occasional breathless laugh, the friction of tension sharpening into something hungrier.

As they stepped through the wooden gate into the garden, Jon closed it behind them with a quiet click.

Tina's eyes took it all in--pool lit from within, loungers scattered, tall hedges on every side. But her gaze landed on the daybed near the back, half shaded, half glowing gold in the last light of the sunset. Cushioned, wide, draped in sheer white fabric that billowed with the breeze.

"Wow..." she breathed.

"Yeah," Linda said, stepping up behind her. "That's our favorite spot."

"Looks like a fucking altar," Teo said softly.

Jon smiled. "It is."

They all stood there for a moment, the silence loaded, the kind that hums in your skin.

Then Linda turned to them, casual, smooth. "Make yourselves comfortable. Towels, drinks, whatever you need. Or nothing at all."

Tina's eyes sparkled. "Nothing sounds tempting."

Jon stepped past Teo, toward the villa's bar. "I'll pour another round. Want anything?"

"Surprise us," Tina said.

As Jon moved away, Teo let his eyes follow him. Linda watched him watching.

And Tina reached down slowly to untie the knot of her sarong.

The pool lights shimmered gently, casting soft blue ripples across the garden, mixing with the molten gold of the dying sunset. The daybed looked almost unreal--lit from two worlds at once.

Linda stepped up first, sliding the last tie of her sarong loose and letting it fall from her hips. She didn't make a show of it, but all eyes went to her--her toned stomach, the long, graceful lines of her legs, the heavy curve of her breasts straining against her bikini top.

Tina let out a soft, low sound--almost a whimper.

"Fuck," she breathed, the word barely more than a pulse of air.

Linda turned her head, smiling like she already knew how this would end. "Your turn."

Tina didn't hesitate. She reached behind her neck, tugging the strings of her top loose, and peeled it away with a slow, deliberate flick of her wrists. Her breasts spilled free--plump, high, and taut enough to bounce with every tiny movement. Her nipples were already hard and rubbery, dark pink against her sun-kissed skin.

She had no tanlines at all. Her body was seamless, pure gold from neck to ankle, the kind of naked color that only came from hours spent tanning bare under an open sky. Tiny beads of sweat clung to her breasts, her stomach, her thighs--shimmering in the heat, catching the last kiss of the sun until she looked almost molten.

The scent of her rose up with the warmth: sweet and salty and wild, like sun-drenched skin and the first crack of a ripe fruit. It made Jon's mouth go dry and Linda's pulse hammer in her ears.

Then, slow as a dream, Tina hooked her thumbs into her bikini bottoms and slid them down. They peeled away from her hips, her thighs, baring her soft, perfect mound. She was trimmed into a delicate landing strip--dark, fine, and precise--and the skin between her thighs glistened faintly in the fading light.

Jon stood off to the side, shirtless, his swim trunks already hanging dangerously low. His cock was half-hard and growing.

Teo's breath caught. For a second, he froze, glancing toward Tina like he needed silent permission. When she gave the slightest nod, he moved--lifting the hem of his tank top and peeling it over his head in one smooth motion.

The sunset lit him up, painting his golden skin with the last fiery glow of the day. His body was lean, almost delicate, with soft muscles rippling under the surface. His chest rose and fell with shallow, uncertain breaths, and the cool stone floor under his bare feet seemed to anchor him.

He reached for the waistband of his shorts--and paused, fingers hesitating.

Jon caught it instantly. "Want help?"

Teo nodded once, quick and shy.

Jon stepped behind him, close enough for Teo to feel the brush of his breath against his bare shoulders. He slid his hands down Teo's hips, slow and sure, catching the fabric of the shorts and peeling them down in one long, deliberate sweep.

The soft air kissed Teo's freshly exposed skin, and he shivered--just barely--but it was enough to make Jon's breath hitch.

Teo stepped free of the shorts, obedient and silent, standing fully naked in the soft glow of the villa lights. His cock hung between his thighs, half-hard and heavy, the shaft darkening with each unsteady breath. His pubic hair was trimmed into a soft, neat patch above a pair of smooth, freshly shaved balls. Tiny beads of sweat clung to his lower back, his thighs, his inner arms, glinting gold under the heavy night.

Jon's hands lingered a moment longer, skimming lightly over Teo's hipbones and the curve of his upper thighs, barely a whisper of contact--but it made Teo's whole body tense, as if he was fighting the urge to lean back into the touch.

His cheeks were flushed a deep, helpless pink, but he didn't move to cover himself. He just stood there, trembling slightly, breathing shallowly, offered.

Linda swallowed hard, her eyes trailing slowly over Teo's bare, glistening body. There was something almost sacred about the way he stood--vulnerable, obedient, waiting--and the sight of him made her stomach tighten and her mouth go dry. The air between them felt thick, weighted with heat and permission.

Her pulse thrumming, Linda turned to Tina, unable to hold it back any longer.

"Can I kiss you?"

Tina's answer was her mouth. She leaned in and kissed Linda hard--open, wet, their tongues sliding immediately. Tina moaned into it, hips twitching.

Jon stepped closer to Teo, one hand sliding up his chest, then resting gently on the side of his neck. "Okay?"

Teo nodded.

Jon kissed him--soft at first, then deeper, his thumb brushing Teo's jaw. Teo melted into it. When they pulled apart, Teo was breathless.

Linda walked to Jon, kissed him too--filthy, hungry, tasting Teo on his lips.

Then Linda turned back to the twins, eyes gleaming with heat.

"You want to taste him?" she asked, her voice low, almost smoky.

Tina bit her lip, a tiny whimper escaping before she could catch it.

Linda stepped behind Jon, sliding her arms around his waist, and tugged his shorts down. His cock sprang free--thick, flushed dark with need, a fat bead of precum welling at the tip and gleaming under the villa lights. The cooler night air made it twitch in her hand as she curled her fingers loosely around the base, steadying it.

She held him out toward them like a gift.

"Come here," she said. "Take your time. Feel him."

Tina and Teo dropped to their knees in front of him, side by side, the stone cool beneath their bare shins. They hesitated only for a heartbeat, glancing at each other--Tina's eyes wicked and dark, Teo's wide and trembling--then leaned forward together, drawn by pure gravity.

Tina moved first.

Her hair slid forward in a dark, silken sheet as she leaned in, her breath hot against Jon's cock. She brushed her lips against the thick, leaking crown--just a soft, lingering kiss that made Jon's whole body jolt. She stayed there for a beat, lips plush and wet, feeling the heat and weight of him, before flicking her tongue into the slit to gather the first salty drop of precum.

Linda's hand stroked her hair slowly, whispering praise.

When Tina finally pulled back, Teo followed, moving with shy, almost desperate care. He leaned in, breath shaky, and licked a slow, trembling stripe across the tip of Jon's cock--just enough to taste him. His tongue lingered for half a second before he pulled back, eyes wide, lips parted, panting.

Jon groaned low in his chest, his fists clenching at his sides.

The heat between them was already a living thing--thick, heavy, pulling tighter around them with every breath.

The twins looked up at Jon with matching faces--cheekbones, lashes, mouths. Their lips were nearly identical in shape: full, pouty, glistening.

Jon let out a ragged breath. "Jesus Christ. You two really are twins."

Tina gave a little laugh and nudged Teo's arm. "Same mouth, different tricks."

She leaned over again, bolder this time. Her tongue dragged flat and slow along the underside of Jon's shaft, savoring the texture, before she wrapped her lips around the head, sucking softly. Her jaw flexed, cheeks hollowing slightly as she worked more of him into her mouth, careful and controlled.

Jon's hand flexed uselessly at his side, fighting the urge to grab her.

Tina pulled off with a wet pop, licking her lips, her mouth glossy with spit.

"He's huge," she said, flashing Teo a grin. "Don't rush it. Let your mouth open around him first. Let him stretch you."

Teo swallowed hard, his cock twitching against his thigh. "No pressure or anything."

"You'll love it," Tina said, her voice dripping with wicked amusement. "But it's not a race. First--"

She tilted her head, giving him a pointed look. "Your mouth's too dry. Come here."

Teo blinked, confused--then realized. His cheeks flushed even deeper.

"Oh... shit. Right."

"Don't swallow," Tina murmured, tilting her chin toward him. "Keep it for lube."

Teo opened his mouth wide, obedient.

Tina leaned in and spat into her brother's beautiful mouth.

Once.

Then again, thicker, heavier.

A third time--slow, stringy, hanging between them before splattering wet across his tongue.

Teo moaned softly, clutching his own thigh to steady himself, the taste of her thick in his mouth.

"There," Tina whispered, and guided Jon's cock to his lips. "Nice and easy."

Teo opened, slower this time, mouth glossy and dripping, and sealed his lips around the thick head with trembling care. A broken, needy sound slipped out of him the moment he tasted Jon properly. His jaw worked, tongue swirling instinctively around the tip, spit already sliding down his chin in hot, messy strands.

"Good boy," Tina murmured, stroking his back. "Let him in. Let him open you."

Teo coughed slightly, gagging around the thickness, but recovered fast--his eyes watery, lips red and swollen, his mouth stretching wider as he slid down a little deeper.

"Goddamn," Jon breathed, voice raw. "He's gorgeous."

Tina smiled, slow and dangerous. "The most beautiful brother in the world."

Teo pulled off for air, panting, a slick rope of spit connecting his mouth to Jon's cock.

"You okay?" Tina asked, brushing his hair back from his face tenderly.

Teo nodded, breathless and shaking. "I think so."

Tina laughed, low and wicked, and wrapped her hand around the base of Jon's cock, squeezing lightly.

"Want to trade?" she teased. "Or should I let you finish what you started?"

Teo grinned, licking his lips shamelessly. "Let's share. But I'm calling dibs if he comes in my mouth."

"Oh my god," Tina giggled, stroking him. "Slut."

Teo winked, breathless. "Born that way."

Behind them, Linda leaned close to Jon's ear and whispered, her voice dripping with lust:

"This is hot as fuck."

Teo's mouth stretched wide around Jon's cock, spit glistening down his chin. He was trying--really trying--eyes fluttering, throat working around soft, broken gagging sounds that only made Jon harder. Tina stroked his back, whispering praise, her fingers threading gently through his hair.

"Take him deeper," she murmured against his ear. "Let him use your throat."

Teo whimpered around the cock in his mouth and obeyed. He pulled forward again, slower this time, lips glossy and stretched tight around the thick shaft. His whole body twitched from the strain, the head pushing against the back of his throat, making his eyes roll slightly. He coughed, shuddered--but didn't pull back. Just breathed through it. Determined. Beautiful.

Jon grunted, muscles jerking, veins standing out in his arms. "Fuck... I'm close."

Tina leaned in closer, her mouth brushing Teo's ear. "Stay with it. You've got him."

Teo moaned again, a soft desperate sound vibrating around Jon's cock, making Jon shudder violently. He didn't pull back. He just held, trembling, offering himself.

Jon's breath hitched hard. His hand fisted in Teo's hair. "Fuck--Teo--I'm coming--"

Teo closed his eyes, opening his throat just a little more.

The first pulse hit the back of his mouth--thick, hot, flooding his tongue faster than he could swallow. He managed one rough swallow, then another, but Jon kept pumping, spilling more--spurts hitting his throat, his tongue, the inside of his cheeks.

Tina stared--eyes wide, lips parted, heat visibly rising off her skin.

Teo eased off, coughing slightly, a long, glistening string of cum stretching from his lips to Jon's shaft. His eyes were glazed, mouth open, tongue catching a stray drop before it could fall.

He swallowed most of it--but not all.

Tina reached out, touched his flushed cheek with aching tenderness. "Can I have some?"

Teo looked up at her, dazed--and smiled. "Of course."

He leaned in, lips parted, and kissed her.

Deep.

Wet.

Slow.

Their tongues slid together, mixing what he hadn't swallowed, and Tina moaned brokenly into his mouth--savoring the raw, salty heat of it like it was the most natural thing in the world.

They stayed like that for a few long, molten seconds, sharing it like they'd shared milkshakes and stolen drinks as kids--except this mattered.

This was different.

When they finally pulled apart, a thin string of spit still connected them. Tina licked her lips, slowly, savoring.

"Still warm..." she whispered.

Teo wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning dopily. "Told you it was a lot."

Behind them, Linda stood frozen, breathing shallow, one hand buried between her thighs--grinding slow and helpless against her palm, unable to tear her eyes away.

"That," she rasped, voice wrecked, "was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen."

Tina looked up at her, face flushed, pupils blown wide.

"You haven't seen anything yet."

For a moment, the garden held its breath. Only the faint splash of the pool, the distant cry of a gull, and the thick, wet sounds of mouths parting, breathing, tasting filled the heavy air.

Linda swayed where she stood, one hand trembling at her side, the other pressed low against her stomach. Her bikini bottoms were a mess--darkened, soaked, a trail of slick dripping steadily down her thigh. She had to shift her weight to keep from collapsing entirely.

It had taken her longer than Jon had ever seen to find her voice.

Tina caught it first. She grinned slow and wicked, licking her lips.

"Well, shit," she said. "I think we broke her."

Teo wiped his chin with the back of his hand, laughing low. "Told you we were trouble."

Linda found her voice again--barely. It came out hoarse, dripping with lust.

"You two," she said, shaking her head, "are fucking dangerous."

Tina winked. "We get that a lot."

Jon chuckled low in his chest, reaching out to steady Linda with a hand at the small of her back.

"Give her a minute. She's not used to being impressed so fast."

Teo smirked. "We're overachievers."

Linda dragged her hand between her thighs, gathering the mess there, her fingers trembling. She lifted them to her mouth and sucked them clean, slow and deliberate, locking eyes with Tina the whole time.

Tina's breath hitched audibly.

"Holy fuck..." she whispered.

Linda's mouth quirked into a crooked smile, wicked and beautiful.

"You two are something else. I love your energy."

"We aim to please," Tina said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. She looked at Teo, still half-dazed and shining with spit and cum. "Ready for level two?"

Teo let out a long breath, laughing quietly. "Do I have a choice?"

"Nope."

Tina turned back to Linda and Jon, standing proudly naked, unbothered by the lingering slick between her thighs, by the hungry way Linda was devouring her with her eyes.

"We'll give you a minute," Tina said sweetly. "You guys look like you need it."

Linda finally moved--her fingers sliding again between her soaked folds, biting her bottom lip so hard it nearly bled.

"We're good," she said, voice rough.

Tina smiled. "Good. Because we're just getting started."

Jon jerked his head toward the daybed. "Over there. All of you. Now."

3

Linda stood at the edge of the daybed, chest rising with slow, heavy breaths. The air was thicker now--warm, wet, and humming with electricity. Her body glistened with arousal, slick still trailing down the inside of her thighs. Her bikini clung to her like a second skin, soaked through.

Tina stepped up to her, close--bare skin brushing bare skin.

"Can I?" she asked, eyes locked on Linda's chest.

Linda nodded, lips parted.

Tina reached up and untied the bikini top slowly, letting it slide off Linda's shoulders. Her breasts fell free--heavy, flushed, nipples tight. Tina cupped one gently, brought it to her mouth, and kissed it.

Then she knelt.

Fingers hooked into the sides of Linda's soaked bikini bottom and pulled them down inch by inch, until they peeled away from her glistening folds. A thick strand of slick stretched between the fabric and her pussy.

Tina smiled.

She brought the bottoms to her nose and inhaled--deep. Then she dragged her tongue along the crotch slowly, licking the wetness that clung to it.

Teo watched from the edge of the bed, eyes wide, cock twitching.

Tina turned to him, held the bikini bottoms out. "Want a taste?"

He took them wordlessly. Brought them to his face, inhaled, then licked the same spot she had.

"Fuck..." he whispered. "She's dripping."

"She's ready," Tina said, standing and tossing the bottoms aside.

Linda moved to the front edge of the bed, her body elegant and strong, and lay back. Her upper back and head came to rest against Jon's lap, his thighs firm beneath her, grounding her. He stayed seated where he was, close enough to the edge to keep her in easy reach of Teo, who stood waiting.

Jon bent forward slightly, his hands sliding under her thighs. He hooked his arms behind her knees, lifting them high and wide, holding her open.

Linda's pussy glistened in the warm night air--pink, wet, folds swollen and parting under the stretch of her own body. Jon kept her spread wide, steady and offering her up for Teo without a word, just a slow, deep breath.

Teo stood there, frozen.

Tina stepped up beside him, one hand stroking his back. "Breathe."

He nodded, jaw tight.

She leaned in, kissed his earlobe, and whispered, "She wants you."

Her fingers slipped down, tracing the curve of his ass, lower--until her nails lightly scratched the sensitive skin just beneath his balls.

Teo gasped, his hips twitching forward instinctively.

"You feel that?" Tina said softly. "That ache? That's where you go."

She reached between them, wrapped her fingers around his cock, and guided it toward Linda's entrance. Linda shifted slightly, moaning at the contact.

"Nice and slow," Tina murmured. "I've got you."

Teo's eyes fluttered as the head of his cock brushed against Linda's heat. Tina held him steady, guiding the tip into her. Linda cried out softly, her legs trembling in Jon's grip.

"Fuck," Teo breathed. "She's... tight."

"Don't pull back," Tina whispered against his neck. "Push."

And Teo did--slowly, carefully, sinking halfway in.

Linda arched, hips lifting off Jon's lap, her hands clutching at his arms. A soft moan poured from her lips, a sound like a blessing.

Teo slid deeper, inch by inch, and Linda's moans wrapped around him like velvet. She was so warm, so wet, her body welcoming him in like she'd been waiting. Her inner walls gripped him--tight, slow pulses that made his thighs shake.

But it wasn't just Linda that had him shuddering.

It was Tina too.

She pressed against his side, one arm around his waist, her free hand stroking his chest. Her breath was hot against his neck, her lips brushing just behind his ear. Her fingers slipped lower, cupping his ass, squeezing gently as he moved--supportive, encouraging, like a lover and a best friend rolled into one dangerous, beautiful presence.

He trembled.

"T-Tina..." he whispered, unsure whether it was a plea or a thank you.

"I've got you," she murmured, kissing the corner of his jaw. "Let her take you."

Teo pushed deeper, hips moving on instinct now. Linda moaned louder, her legs quivering in Jon's firm hold. Jon's arms stayed locked behind her knees, keeping her spread open, watching his wife get filled by the beautiful boy standing between her legs.

"God," Linda gasped. "You feel so fucking good, Teo."

Teo moaned, his head dropping forward, overwhelmed.

Tina shifted slightly, sliding her hand up his chest. She pinched one of his nipples, teasing, then flicked it lightly with her nail.

His whole body jerked.

"Oh my god--fuck," he gasped.

"You're so sensitive," Tina whispered, her voice thick with affection and arousal. "I love that about you."

She kissed his shoulder. Then his neck. Then reached around again to twist his other nipple between two fingers--not rough, but enough to send a bolt of heat down his spine.

He whimpered.

Linda arched again, hips driving up into him as Teo pushed all the way in, hips flush against her. Her pussy clenched around his cock, drawing him even deeper, and Teo's cock twitched hard inside her.

Tina kissed the back of his ear again, breathing ragged. "That's it... fuck her, Teo. Just like that. Let it happen."

He moved.

Rhythmic. Desperate. Lost.

And surrounded by love.

Teo's hips moved without thought--slow, deep strokes, every inch of him wrapped in Linda's slick, pulsing heat. Linda panted beneath him, her legs trembling in Jon's grip, her head resting heavy in Jon's lap as he stroked her hair, whispering wordless encouragement.

Tina stayed pressed to Teo's side, one hand slipping across his sweaty lower back, her other hand teasing his chest. She kissed his neck, his shoulder, the curve of his spine. Her touch was everywhere.

Teo was falling apart.

His breath hitched on every thrust. His fingers clutched at Linda's thighs, trying to ground himself. His moans came faster, higher.

"You're so close," Tina whispered into his ear. "I can feel it. Don't fight it."

"I--I can't," Teo choked out. "I'm--fuck--I'm gonna--"

Tina cupped his cheek, pulling his face toward hers, and kissed him.

Hard.

Their mouths crashed together--wet, messy, frantic. Her tongue slid into his mouth just as his cock jerked violently inside Linda's clenching cunt.

He came with a muffled cry, moaning into his sister's kiss, hips jerking helplessly as he spilled inside Linda, filling her with heat.

She swallowed his sounds like a secret.

Beneath him, Linda gasped, hips arching up as she felt the flood of warmth inside her. "Oh my god..."

Tina pulled back from the kiss slowly, their lips parting with a strand of spit stretching between them. She smiled, breathless, and brushed Teo's sweaty hair back from his forehead.

"Good boy."

Teo sagged forward, chest heaving, still buried inside Linda. Jon's hand stayed cradling Linda's head, stroking her hair as she and Teo lay tangled together, breathing each other in.

Tina leaned down behind him, kissed his spine, then whispered, "Okay, babe. Clean-up time."

With a gentle hand, she pushed his hips back, sliding his softening cock from Linda's swollen, used cunt. A thick trail of cum followed, leaking from her--slow and glistening.

Tina settled between Linda's thighs, eyes locked on the mess.

Then, slowly, she lowered her head and licked.

Linda cried out, legs twitching in Jon's hands.

Tina dragged her tongue along the fold, licking up the combined spill of her brother's cum and Linda's slick. She swallowed it--every drop--then dove back in.

Her tongue flicked fast now, soft and filthy and relentless.

Linda's body jerked, her hands gripping Jon's thighs. "Oh--fuck--fuck, Tina--"

Tina moaned into her, eyes closed, tongue deep.

Linda arched hard, and with a scream, she came--again. Her release flooded against Tina's face, thighs shaking, body twitching.

Tina didn't stop.

She lapped it all up, messy, hungry, loving it.

When she finally pulled back, her chin and mouth glistened with slick. She looked up, smiling through it.

"Delicious."

4

Tina lay back where Linda had just been--her spine arched against the sun-warmed cushions, legs spread wide near the front edge of the daybed.

Jon stood between them, naked, flushed, hard again, guiding the thick head of his cock to her entrance.

"Ready for me?" he asked, voice rough, strained.

Tina grinned, breath catching. "I've been ready since you watched me walk over."

Jon pressed forward, slow but relentless, sliding inside her--inch by thick, stretching inch.

Tina gasped, eyes fluttering as her slit opened for him, wet and greedy, pulling him deeper with messy, obscene sounds.

He grabbed her ankles, lifting and spreading them wide, her knees bent high and tight against her sides as he sank to the hilt, grinding deep, stuffed so full she could barely breathe.

Her pussy clung to him, pulsing, drenching, a hot, constant slickness leaking around him.

"Fuck, you're tight," Jon growled, voice a low snarl.

"Stretch me," Tina whispered, breathless. "Fill me all the way. Split me open."

On either side of her, Linda and Teo moved in, hungry and focused.

They lay belly-down across the bed, flanking her--Linda on the left, Teo on the right.

Their mouths found her breasts almost at the same time--Linda's hot, greedy lips sealing over one nipple, while Teo's tongue flicked and licked at the other, slow and wicked.

Tina cried out, her body jolting under the double assault.

"Oh fuck--yes--just like that..."

Tina's beautiful brother circled her nipple slowly with his tongue, drawing it tighter, harder--then rolled it between his lips, tugging it with a wet, teasing pull that made Tina's thighs tremble.

His teeth grazed her lightly, sending electric shocks through her chest, her spine, down into her core.

She whimpered, hips writhing around Jon's cock, wetness spilling out with every frantic buck of her hips.

Teo's hand slid up her body, warm and tender, stroking through her hair like he couldn't stop touching her--like he needed her under his hands.

Between kisses, he mapped her skin with his mouth--over her collarbone, the arch of her throat--soft, adoring, claiming her without words.

Linda moaned into Tina's breast, sucking deep and slow, the sound vibrating against Tina's flesh, rumbling straight into her heart, her bones, her dripping cunt.

Jon's thrusts deepened, his hips slapping hard against her ass, each stroke heavier, rougher, sending wet, filthy sounds echoing between them, setting her body rocking helplessly between mouths and cock and hands.

"Fucking perfect," Jon grunted. "So goddamn perfect..."

Tina's fingers dug into the sheets, white-knuckled, her whole body straining toward the edge, blinded by need.

"I'm close," she gasped, voice breaking, ragged.

Teo shifted again, lips leaving her nipple with a soft, wet sound.

He leaned up and kissed her--slow, deep, messy--his mouth warm and hungry against hers, drinking her down.

Tina moaned into him, hips frantic now, lifting to meet Jon's punishing thrusts, her body burning, unraveling.

Teo's hand slid down her belly, slow and sure.

He pressed his whole palm flat against her mons, firm and grounding, pressing deep into her throbbing mound, pinning her in place even as she twisted helplessly.

Tina twitched violently under him, her moan shattering into his mouth.

The pressure built--unstoppable, molten, cruel and sweet.

Her entire body was nothing but need, her skin burning, her pussy spasming around Jon's thick shaft.

And just when she was about to shatter--

Teo's fingers slipped down and found her clit.

A firm pinch. A slight twist.

A savage shock to her core.

Tina screamed into his mouth, hips bucking wildly, her orgasm tearing through her in a brutal, body-wrecking wave.

Her pussy clamped around Jon's cock, spasming uncontrollably, soaking him, soaking herself, drenching the sheets in a wild, messy flood.

She writhed between them, legs shaking, mind blank, lost to the brutal flood ripping her apart.

Jon groaned, his rhythm breaking, hammering into her harder, deeper, forcing her to ride every crashing aftershock.

When it finally ebbed, Tina sagged back into the cushions, trembling, gasping against Teo's mouth, their kiss still messy, desperate, drowning.

But Jon wasn't done.

5

Tina's orgasm was still rippling through her, body trembling, lips parted as Jon held her hips tight. He gave a final slow thrust, then pulled out--his thick shaft glistening with her cum and sweat, still hard, still demanding more.

He looked down at Teo, breath low and even. "Come here," he said, voice like warm thunder. "Your turn."

Teo froze for half a heartbeat, eyes wide and shimmering. His cock twitched with anticipation, but his breath caught in his throat. He nodded once, a quiet yes tucked into his gaze.

Before he could move, Tina was already on her knees beside him, brushing his hair from his forehead. "I've got you," she murmured, her voice like silk against his nerves. "You don't have to do anything. Just breathe, baby. I'll take care of you."

He turned his face to her, soft-eyed, trusting.

She guided him gently onto his back, shifting his body into the exact same position she had taken earlier--flat against the bed, knees bent, legs pulled up and apart. Vulnerable. Beautiful. Ready.

Tina kissed his cheek, then his lips. Slow. Gentle. "Let me get you ready," she whispered, moving down his body.

Jon stayed close, stroking himself, eyes locked on the scene with quiet hunger. Linda sat up on the far side of the bed, her fingers lazily tracing down her own belly, watching with reverence.

Tina reached for the bottle of lube and warmed it between her hands. "Lift for me," she said, and Teo obeyed--raising his legs, spreading himself open in a quiet, powerful offering.

She kissed his inner thigh, soft and lingering, then pressed her slick fingers against his entrance. "Tell me if anything's too much," she said, looking up into his eyes.

"It's okay," he whispered. "Just... go slow."

She nodded. Her fingers eased in--one first, swirling the lube inside him with a rhythm that was almost like a caress. Teo gasped. Not in pain--just in shock at how good it felt to be touched like that.

"You're doing so well," she whispered. "God, you're gorgeous like this."

Another finger. Slow stretch. Her free hand stroked his belly, his thigh, his cock--never letting him disconnect. When she reached three fingers, he arched slightly, breath trembling, but he didn't pull away.

Jon moved closer, kneeling beside them. "Is he ready?"

Tina looked up, her fingers still deep inside Teo. "Almost. Let me stretch him a little more."

Teo whimpered as she curled her fingers just right. "Tina..."

"Shhh," she kissed his thigh again. "I've got you. Just a little more."

She withdrew slowly, then reached for the bottle again, coating Jon's cock generously, spreading it from base to tip. She looked up at Jon, her voice low and certain. "He's ready now. Be gentle... but don't hold back. He wants all of you."

Jon leaned over, kissed Tina's shoulder, then moved into place between Teo's raised legs. He wrapped his hands around Teo's ankles, spreading them wide--just like he had done with Tina.

Tina stayed close, kneeling beside Teo. She reached for Jon's cock, guiding it toward Teo's entrance. Their eyes met--hers and Teo's--flooded with tenderness and love.

"Let him in, baby," she whispered. "You're going to feel so full."

She pressed the head of Jon's cock to Teo's slick entrance, and Jon paused there, thick and pulsing.

Then--he pushed forward.

Just the tip.

Teo gasped. Tina winced with him, one hand on his cheek, the other gently stroking his hair. "Breathe, Teo. Let him in. You're safe."

Jon held steady, letting him adjust, letting his body open. Then he pushed deeper. Inch by inch. Unyielding. Controlled.

Teo trembled, gripping Tina's hand. His eyes fluttered shut.

Linda's voice came soft from the other side. "He looks so perfect like this..."

Jon sank deeper, until he finally bottomed out--his cock fully seated, buried in Teo's trembling body.

Tina let out a soft moan. She slid up and lay beside Teo, body flush to his. Linda mirrored her on the other side, both women stretched out on their bellies, bracing him with warmth and praise.

Linda reached down, her hand wrapping delicately around Teo's cock. She began stroking him slowly, her palm slick from his dripping precum. "Look at him..." she murmured, voice husky. "He's so pretty."

Tina kissed Teo's temple, then ran her hand down his chest, past his stomach, to his thigh. Her fingers teased under his balls--then gently scratched the tender skin behind them. Teo jerked slightly, moaning at the sensation.

Tina grinned, eyes dark and devouring. She slid her hand up his shaft, paused at the glistening head. A thick drop of precum shimmered there. She touched it with her fingertip--then brought it slowly to her lips.

She closed her eyes as she licked it clean.

"God, Teo," she whispered. "You taste like sunlight..."

That nearly undid him.

Linda leaned in, tongue flicking across his nipple, then sucking it gently as her hand continued stroking. Tina moved up, holding Teo's face with both hands now. She kissed him--deep, wet, tongue sliding into his mouth as he moaned into her. His arms came up, pulling her close, hand gripping the back of her neck.

Jon began to move.

Slow at first--long, dragging thrusts that made Teo groan into Tina's mouth. Each time Jon sank in, Tina felt his breath hitch. When Jon pulled back, Tina stroked her brother's lush hair, kissed his lips, whispered, "Yes... let it happen... take it all..."

Teo began to rock his hips upward--meeting Jon's thrusts, bucking into the rhythm. Tina's hand darted down, grabbed the base of his cock, held him steady as he writhed between them.

Jon growled low, his rhythm quickening, hips slapping harder.

Teo broke the kiss, gasping, eyes wild. "I'm gonna--"

Tina smiled, breathless. "Do it, baby... come for us..."

Teo let out a broken, raw moan--his body convulsed--and his cock erupted.

Cum sprayed across his stomach, onto Tina's breast, streaking her skin. Another shot hit Linda's neck, her lips. She moaned and licked it, still stroking him through the final pulses.

Jon let go with a grunt, plunging deep, hips locked, body shuddering as he filled Teo with every last drop.

Teo's body arched, hands gripping Tina's arms as he came down from it, still panting, still twitching from aftershocks. Linda kissed his cheek, smeared with his release. Tina kissed his mouth again, softer this time. Shaky with emotion.

Jon pulled out slowly, cock gleaming, breath ragged.

Teo lay there, slick and trembling, held between two goddesses--his body claimed, his soul laid bare.

Jon pulled out slowly, his cock still thick and gleaming with the heat of release. As he slipped free, a stream of warm cum oozed from Teo's stretched hole--slow, glistening, obscene in its beauty.

Tina didn't hesitate.

Linda's bikini bottom lay crumpled nearby, tossed off before things began. Tina reached for it, the tiny strip of fabric still damp with Linda's essence. She folded it in her hand and leaned down between Teo's trembling thighs.

First, she wiped his cock--tender and soft now, spent and twitching. Her hand moved gently, tenderly. Then she slid the cloth lower, dragging it slowly between his cheeks, catching the thick, slick spill that glistened there.

Teo exhaled sharply, shivering at the sensation.

Tina didn't say a word. She lifted the bikini bottom to her face and inhaled--eyes fluttering closed as she moaned softly. The scent of cum, sex, sweat--it overwhelmed her.

She opened her mouth and pulled the soaked fabric in.

Her tongue dragged along the inside of it. Savoring. Tasting. Sucking the fabric clean as if it were a lover's body. A drop of Jon's cum ran down her chin.

She licked it off slowly, smiling.

Linda watched with a wicked, amused grin. "That's mine, you know."

Tina looked up, breathless. "Not anymore. I'm keeping it."

She pressed the bikini bottom to her lips like a kiss, folded it in her hands like something sacred.

6

The air was cooler now.

All four of them lounged naked on the daybed, tangled and glowing, their skin still slick with sex and sweat.

Laughter drifted up into the darkening sky, lazy and soft.

Teo lay between Tina and Linda, utterly spent, his body kissed red in places, glistening in others.

Tina rested her head on his chest, fingers trailing idle circles across his belly.

He was giggling at something Jon had just said, his hair wild against the cushions.

"I still can't feel my legs," Teo muttered, dazed.

Tina grinned against his skin. "You got wrecked."

"You're welcome," Jon added, raising his glass without opening his eyes.

They all laughed -- slow, drunk on each other.

Tina tilted her face into Teo's chest, her lips brushing his warm, salty skin.

"You're amazing," she whispered.

Teo turned his head toward her, smiling, eyes heavy-lidded.

Without thinking, Tina leaned up and kissed him -- slow, deep, a soft hum of pleasure catching between their mouths.

It was slow. Sweet at first--bare lips grazing--then deeper, hungrier. Teo opened to her, moaning softly into her mouth. His hand slid along her hip, holding her there.

As they kissed, Tina's hand drifted down his body. She found his cock--half-hard, sticky with the remnants of earlier--and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking him lazily. Long, teasing pulls that made him gasp into her mouth.

Linda watched them from across the daybed, her glass dangling forgotten in her fingers. Her eyes darkened, a slow smile spreading across her face.

"God, look at you two..." she murmured, almost to herself.

Tina broke the kiss and pulled back, her lips shiny, her breathing quickened. She glanced down at Teo's cock--already thickening again in her hand.

With a wicked glint in her eye, she gathered a thick pool of spit in her mouth--then let it fall slowly, a wet string landing right on the head of his cock.

Teo whimpered.

Tina smeared it in, swirling her fingers around the sensitive tip. Teo's hips bucked weakly, chasing her touch.

She brought her slick fingers to Teo's lips. "Taste," she whispered.

Teo's tongue flicked out eagerly, lapping at her fingers. Tina fed it to him, moaning softly as he sucked her clean.

Linda laughed low and dirty, shifting closer, her legs brushing Jon's thigh.

Jon was watching them both, his glass abandoned, his cock thickening visibly, heavy against his thigh.

The hunger in the air sharpened--thick and undeniable.

Tina slid off Teo's side and onto all fours, crawling up above him.

Teo lay flat on his back, heart pounding, eyes wide.

Tina's knees planted on either side of Teo's head, her slick, swollen pussy hovering inches above his face--close enough to tempt.

Linda moved between Teo's legs, her mouth wrapping around his cock with a slow, reverent hunger.

Jon rose behind Tina, hands claiming her hips, lining his cock up without hesitation.

And then--he pushed inside her.

Tina gasped--arching her back, throwing her head back--and Jon drove into her with a hungry rhythm, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto him again and again.

Teo looked straight up--and all he could see was his sister's hot pussy, glistening, pulsing with every slam of Jon's cock. Juices splattered onto his forehead, his cheek, dripping in slow, obscene strings.

He opened his mouth just as a heavy drop landed on his tongue.

Tina cried out as Jon slammed into her harder--another splash of wetness raining down on Teo's face, lips, chin. He licked eagerly, moaning helplessly beneath her.

Linda moaned too, taking Teo deeper into her mouth, working his shaft with long, slow sucks as his hips began to jerk under her.

Jon growled low, thrusting faster, deeper, the wet sounds of their bodies filling the heavy dusk air.

Tina's thighs shook around Teo's head.

Suddenly, Jon thrust deep and froze--groaning--cumming inside Tina with powerful pulses.

Tina shuddered violently as Jon's cum filled her. A moment later, the first thick leak of it spilled out of her stretched, twitching pussy--dripping straight down onto Teo's tongue.

Teo whimpered, overwhelmed.

Without thinking, he propped himself up on trembling arms--and shoved his face into Tina's pussy.

He buried his mouth against her, tongue desperate, wild, drinking everything--their mixed fluids, her shudders, her cries.

Tina screamed his name as she came--grinding her soaked pussy down into her brother's face, her whole body convulsing in orgasm.

Teo held her hips in a death grip, feasting on her, slurping every drop that poured out of her.

Linda, seeing Teo losing control, pulled her mouth off his cock with a loud, wet pop. She pulled back, smiling wickedly, and held his twitching, desperate cock toward Tina.

Tina, panting, wild-eyed, leaned down--lips shiny and swollen--and wrapped her mouth around the tip just as Teo exploded.

He cried out hoarsely, jerking under her as hot, thick spurts of cum filled her mouth.

Tina sucked greedily, moaning around him, her cheeks hollowing, drinking him down.

Teo's body spasmed once, twice--then collapsed back against the bed, boneless, broken open, utterly undone.

Tina wiped her lips with the back of her hand, then leaned down and kissed Teo's trembling stomach, savoring the taste of him still lingering on her tongue.

Jon slowly pulled out of her, cum dripping from her swollen folds, sliding down the inside of her thighs onto Teo's chest.

Linda crawled up Teo's body, nuzzling his neck, whispering praises into his skin.

They all collapsed together--a gorgeous, sticky, sweaty tangle--hearts pounding, breath ragged, bodies slick with shared pleasure.

And for a long, perfect while, there was only the sound of their breathing under the blanket of their shared heat.