In Search of the Final Freedom: Chapter 67A

In Search of the Final Freedom: An Erotic Socio-Political Novel

BOOK FOUR

Sounding the Clarian Call

Chapter 67A

Emily

Wednesday morning when his sister was at her photo shoot, Lamar met Emily out on Orient Bay beach. She was pretty, funny, and naked. Well, she hadn’t been naked when he met her, she’d been wearing a white thong bikini bottom. But over the next few days he did see her naked quite a bit.

That morning, with Chloé gone, and his parents gone for the day, he wasn’t sure what he’d do. His dad had given him €50 and said that would be for lunch and dinner. The first half of his week on St. Martin had gone better than he could have ever dreamed, but it wasn’t reasonable for him to think the second half could be anything remotely as good.

There weren’t any people his age out on Orient Bay beach, so he decided to go to the pool. Since the Canadian girl, April, had checked out, there was nobody his age there either. After about an hour he decided to go back down to the beach. He’d had good luck going naked there before. He would not complain if another cougar like Della or Edith liked what they saw and wanted a piece of him. Not that there was much chance of that happening again. The beach wasn’t super crowded, but there were a lot of people, including several MILFs and GILFs sunning topless.  He didn’t want to look too conspicuous, so he laid his towel out some way up from the resort because it was the largest piece of open sand he saw. He stripped off both his tank top and his swimsuit and laid out on his stomach.

After a little while he was aware that someone had set up a little camp near him, but he didn’t look up, at least not at first. When he did, he found two women lying on their stomachs about fifteen feet behind and to the right of his towel. He didn’t want to stare, so he only got a quick glance, both were wearing thongs, but did not appear to have on tops. One was tall with a golden tan, the other was short with freckles all over her body.  He knew they had to have seen him lying there naked, so it took him just a moment to decide to walk down to the surf. From the water, he could get a better look.

Once he was in knee-deep water and turned around, he didn’t have to try to steal a look, the shorter one was sitting up looking right at him. And it wasn’t a woman, it was a girl… about his age. With her short brown hair, gapped-tooth smile, and freckles, she wasn’t nearly as pretty as Chloé. Lamar quickly decided that if she had pigtails she would look just like Pippi Longstocking. That is if Pippi were almost naked and had perfect half-bowl breasts.

She smiled at him and he smiled back. Not knowing what to do, he turned to go out deeper into the water. He went out until his head was just above the water, then turned to wade back toward the beach. When he again looked back toward the girl, she was still sitting on her towel watching him. After resisting for a moment, he looked right at her as he came out of the water. She might not be hot in the conventional way, but her smile was infectious. He’d underestimated her, not that she didn’t look like Pippi, but well he didn’t know what it was, but there was something strangely alluring about her.

Predictably, his cock began coming to life. Not that he was embarrassed exactly, but he didn’t want to seem creepy. So, he stopped before his feet were completely out of the surf, and turned to sit in shallow water to let the waves wash over him. She had to have seen the nearly completely rigid hard-on that she’d just given him. Likely that would be it and she’d go back to laying down. He’d blown that one, or at least his ever hard dick had.

Resigned that he’d missed and opportunity, he made himself comfortable leaning back on his elbows facing the wide ocean, when he felt rather than saw the girl come up behind him. He turned to look up, and this time he smiled right at her. She motioned to him and said, “Hello. My name is Emily.” Her accent told him that she was British. He couldn’t miss that her eyes were strictly on his face, though she had to see his tool right in front of her. Yet she didn’t seem to be deliberately ignoring it either, it was as if she didn’t read anything into it at all. Normally that would be disappointing, but this time it was rather a relief.

Her happy innocent smile disarmed him and even better, the nervousness he’d been experiencing just disappeared. Perhaps it was because she was not a typical hottie, he was able to relax. Looking up at her, he decided that she had a very nice body shape, almost picture-perfect. Yet with that cute (not pretty) Pippi face, she just came across as friendly, almost naively so. She was like the kind of girl that he wanted to befriend, not to fuck. Until that moment, he hadn’t realized that was what he’d really come out looking for today, a friend. How had he suddenly turned into a guy who was on the prowl for pussy rather than a friend? He felt a wave of shame for how he’d been thinking. That wasn’t him.

“Hi. I’m Lamar. Would you like to sit and join me for a minute?”

“I’d love to,” she said with a buoyant voice.

Soon she was sitting beside him and they began talking easily. He found out that she was not from England, but from Wales. He’d not known there was a difference before, but she was sure there was. She was on “holiday” with her “mum” with her new husband who had a business office over on the Dutch side of the island. She was about half-way through a two-week stay, but she’d been here three weeks “between fall and winter terms. He just loved the way she talked.

Matter of factly, she said that what prompted her and her mother to stop and put down their towels was seeing a hot guy sunning naked and alone.  “Mum said that she might be married again, but she still had eyes. We just rather assumed that you were older. I’ve never seen a guy my age naked out here before.”

Like it had for Chloé, it seemed that the fact he didn’t wear a swimsuit set him apart from the other guys. But she didn’t talk about him going naked in the brazen or sexual way that Sarah would have. It just seemed to make him interesting to her. She asked how it was that he was here alone since she didn’t think he’d come to St. Martin without his family. He explained that his parents had gone off to do touristy kind of things for the day, but it was the next part that later he was sure what got him laid, at least the first time.

When he’d told Emily that his sister was off doing a professional photoshoot somewhere on the island, she perked up and said, “My Mum was a model when she was my age. She was famous. She still models a little but only for local adverts and things like that.”

She was obviously impressed by his mention that his sister was a professional model so he began telling her everything he could remember about what Misty was doing today. He was glad he was able to recall the name of that photographer: Boris Ujinko.  At that name, Emily’s face lit up. It turned out that she knew all about him and his website. Lamar had no idea he was famous… well perhaps he did because Misty knew him by name too. Significantly, Emily knew the website was mostly nudes. It was then that she said that most of her mother’s modeling had been topless and nude, for magazines like Playboy. “My mum was on the cover of Penthouse in the UK before I was born,” she said with more than a little pride.

That told Lamar a lot, like why this was the first teenage girl with her mother (other than Misty) that he’d seen topless on the beach. He’d seen April and her mother topless at the pool a couple of times, but not on the beach. From then on, photography and modeling was all they talked about for something like an hour. While Lamar didn’t really know much about what Misty was doing that day, he could talk with some confidence about shooting nude photos. She was super impressed he had become his sister’s primary photographer and that he had shot quite a few of her friends nude or almost so.

Emily finally said, “I think I might need more sunscreen. You probably do too.”

When they stood up and turned, Lamar saw Emily’s mother had turned to her back, her rather large tits were hard to ignore. In fact, she was super hot in a MILF sort of way. He did his best to keep his cock from stiffening and had a reasonable amount of success. Though they’d talked about nude photography at length, they’d not done any sex talk, but with the rise in his cock, Emily smiled and said “That’s OK, all guys think my mum is sexy. I’m used to it.”

Lamar thought about denying it but thought of a better tact. “Sure, she’s pretty but you are far more interesting.” Then taking a risk he added, “If I had a choice I’d choose to be with you every time.” And what made him feel good was that he meant it. He would choose to be with Emily over her hot mom. He didn’t think she believed him, but he’d broken the ice. He’d made a strong hint that he would like to have sex with her… but in an indirect way.

She suggested he move his towel over beside hers and introduced him to her mother.  When her mother sat up she gave him a quite normal parental greeting, then casually put her bikini top back on… like he hadn’t gotten a great look at her amazing tits already. Significantly Emily did not put a top on. He wondered if she even had one. About half an hour later, when her mother said she was ready to go home, Lamar saw Emily indeed did not have a bikini top with her. Instead, she just pulled on a tank top and shorts.

Lamar didn’t want to just watch her walk away. He scrambled for something to say. As they finished packing up, he told Emily, “My parents gave me some euros, I was hoping to buy you lunch at the café up the beach.”

She seemed to think for a moment, then spoke to her mother before saying, “Could you meet me there in about an hour? She wants to go home, but I can come back on my scooter.”

He was thrilled. It turns out that he found he liked this girl, not as a potential sex partner, but for someone to hang out with for the next couple of days. Though, of course, he would not say no to sex.

He was waiting for her well before the hour was up. She arrived fifteen minutes early. He took that as a good sign. They ate and talked for another hour. It was getting rather hot by then and he invited her back to his air-conditioned villa. As they headed to the villa, she came back to his experience shooting nudes of his sister and her friends. Just before they arrived, she asked if he would take some photos like that of her. He said he’d loved to, but he didn’t have a camera. His dad had taken the little waterproof point-and-shoot and Misty had packed her DSLR in the case she’d taken to go modeling. Emily was not to be deterred. When they got to the villa she pulled her iPad out of her backpack.

Since she’d been topless at the beach with him for close to two hours, he was not surprised when she showed not the slightest hesitation in undressing in front of him.  He suggested they go up to the rooftop deck and shoot there. He liked that she said she trusted his judgment on where to shoot. For about half an hour, he posed her and she happily modeled. Taking photos with the iPad was odd, but once he got used to it, he decided he liked the big screen to help him compose images.

While she was posing for him, she made a point to tell him that while she’d been having sex for almost two years, she’d only had sex with someone other than a boyfriend a few times. He wasn’t sure if she was explaining why they wouldn’t have sex or the opposite. She went on to say that she’s only had sex with one person on St. Martin and that had been on her prior trip. After rambling a bit, she said, “So, while I like sex, a lot, I don’t do the hook-up thing like some of my friends.” He was sure that was her nice way of saying that just because she posed for him naked, it didn’t mean they would have sex. While he was disappointed, he was not going to bring the subject up again. He wasn’t that kind of guy.

With that seemingly decided, he suggested that they go down to the complex’s swimming pool. Unusually for mid-day, there was nobody else at the pool when they got there. Soon they were playing around in the water, with the playing becoming increasingly physical until she pulled him in for a kiss.

They made out in the water until a family arrived. They rushed back to the villa. Once they were in the villa, they didn’t stop at the downstairs living room, but Emily almost dragged him up the stairs to where she’d seen the two bedrooms earlier. Their swimsuits were off in a flash and their bodies were intertwined as they resumed their kissing. It appeared that he’d misread her interest in having sex with him.

As was his habit before he even asked about a condom, he worked his kisses down her body until he was between her legs. She was more active when she came than any girl he’d been with. She let him know big time when she was getting ready to orgasm. She was loud and when she began to thrust her hips, it was like keeping his face on a bucking bronco to get her over the top. He didn’t complain though.

Misty returned from her photoshoot a little over an hour later while he was going down on her… again.  When Misty walked in, Lamar wasn’t sure how Emily would react, but she’d been hoping to meet Misty after her photo shoot, so she just jumped up to greet his sister without bothering to put anything on. Then for Misty to just sit and talk to her was obviously a treat in itself for Emily. From what he heard, Emily not only knew about the photographer, but she seemed to know who the other models who posed with Misty were.

He really appreciated his sister coming clean and telling Emily that she hadn’t just arrived after they were done. Misty told her that she’d stood at the door and watched Lamar bring her to orgasm. Given how much she thrashed around, it was likely quite a show. Misty catching them having sex was way cool, but it was Emily’s unembarrassed response that got his attention. He did not think she had any experience in public sex, yet she’d not shown any sort of negative reaction to what Misty told her.

While they’d been having sex, Lamar and Emily had taken sex selfies and even a few video clips with her iPad. Since it was still right there on the bed, Lamar picked it up and used it to get pics of the two of them sitting naked, chatting. The thing that made Lamar’s jaw drop was when Emily told Misty that she’d already asked her mother if she could spend the night with him. Apparently, she’d asked her mother if she could spend the night with him before she’d come back for lunch. She’d planned on having sex with him from the very start. How had he not caught on to that?

His mom and dad had been at the villa after they returned from riding her scooter over to Grand Case for dinner. He was not at all surprised that his parents greeted Emily with open arms. His mom agreed to call Emily’s mom and assure her that they would watch out for Emily and keep both of them inside after 11:00.  and, as Misty had predicted, his mother asked Emily if they needed condoms or lube before they went to bed. Emily likely didn’t really believe Lamar’s mother would do something like that when Misty had warned her earlier, but when the moment came Emily didn’t even blush.

On Thursday, his parents were gone again before Lamar and Emily got out of bed, and Misty had not returned from her overnight date. After taking a very enjoyable shower together, he and Emily went out riding on her scooter.  They went all over for several hours before arriving back at the villa.  It was an amazing time, though more than once Lamar was terrified as she careened through the streets and around cars.

They had lunch at a street-side cafe and no one even questioned them when they'd ordered wine. He felt so free and independent. But he had to confess to her that he thought the wine was nasty, so he ordered a soft drink. And unlike anyone in his family, Emily spoke some French. That made him feel like quite the worldly guy. She took him to Bay Rouge Beach. The fact they didn't have swimwear with them was no problem. They relaxed naked in the sun for a while before playing in the surf. He was glad he had the little waterproof camera with him. It was no problem finding people to take pics of them together. Emily just boldly walked up to people, always women, and asked the person to take a photo of her and Lamar together. Significantly, not one of the people she asked was nude. First she'd ask in French, then if she needed, in English. Several of the women asked if they could take pics for themselves with their phones or cameras.  Of course, Lamar didn't mind, and he was happy to see she didn't mind either. Twice they were asked to pose with a group of fully clothed tourists. That was kinda funny. Lamar knew they had made the day of a good number of people like that. Between Lamar and Emily, they had taken hundreds of photos using his camera By 10:00 that night, they were dead to the world.

Finally, they rode the scooter back to the villa where they had sex, went out to the swimming pool, then back in for more sex, then down to the beach, and then back inside for more sex. She was an oral sex fiend. He was sure they spent three-quarters of their time doing it one way or another. About 8:00 PM, his mom walked in on him doing Emily doggie. Lamar couldn’t believe she’d come in the room while he was screwing a girl she had only met the night before. But his mom had judged right and Emily hadn’t freaked out. Rather when his mom struck up a short conversation, Emily just went along and talked while he continued to stroke into her slow and steady.  After his mom left, Emily fell over laughing. She couldn’t believe she’d just been talking casually to Lamar’s mom while he was fucking her.  Far from being offended, she thought Lamar’s mother was amazing. Over the next day, she told him repeatedly how cool that experience had been for her. Given the fact the door was wide open (as always) and Emily was so noisy when they had sex, his parents in the room across the landing heard them going on for over an hour. He knew they could hear because he and Emily heard his parents doing the same thing (if not for as long). She thought that was cool too.

It had been a very long day. They were asleep not long past 10:00. When, about an hour later, Misty crawled into bed with them, they’d not budged.

The next morning Misty was awakened by the bed shaking. The room was brightly lit by the sun shining through the east-facing glass door that led to the balcony. Initially, she didn’t look back over her shoulder. She knew full well what she would find. She was sure just behind her, that Lamar and Emily were having sex. But she couldn’t fault them. Before she’d left for her date yesterday, she’d said they could use her bed and she’d gotten in last night knowing they were there. What else would they be doing first thing in the morning? Of course, the same thing she was sure they had done all day yesterday. She thought it best to just ignore it and go back to sleep. As if?  As much as she tried to ignore feeling the bed shake as they had sex literally at her shoulder, she couldn’t.

Misty did not want to look like she was cowed or embarrassed. So, she rolled over to face them. Emily lay on her back with her knees up as Lamar was on top driving his cock into her. While she’d seen her brother having sex a good many times before and it didn’t bother her to see it now, she’d never been in the bed beside him. Misty thought how this very thing must have seemed to Chloé when her brother fucked her best friend in the bed beside her. And in Chloé’s case, she’d never been around people having sex the way Misty had. It was no wonder that she jumped Lamar’s bones as soon as she got a chance. She felt her body responding to what was happening right beside her. She would not be able to go back to sleep while they had sex, and she wasn’t going to get herself off beside them, as her body wanted her to. So she got up to take a shower.  

When Misty returned, they were done and Lamar had gone to see about breakfast. Emily was still in the bed. Misty said, “So, I guess your mom said you could stay again last night.”

Emily, with a post-sexual glow said, “Yes, she is very understanding. But this is really unusual. I mean to stay with a tourist. It’s only the second time I’ve done that here in St. Martin. The other time was back around New Year’s.”

It seems that Emily didn't see herself as a tourist. As they talked, Misty learned that her mother’s new husband was from Holland and owned a business that had an office on the Dutch side of the island as well as in Cardiff, Wales. Though they lived in the UK, he owned a townhouse here. He traveled to the island on a regular basis, but this was only the second time Emily had come with them. But she’d taken a holiday and she was on the island for a week.

Misty said “I thought my parents were unusual in their attitudes about teenagers sleeping together. But I guess your mother doesn’t mind either.”

Emily said, “She’s pretty open that when she was my age, she was pretty randy. She has never directly told me that she fucked around, but she was nude in magazines when she was just sixteen. She’s told me bits and pieces about some of the parties she went to back then. And well, it seemed obvious to me that when she talked about  naked partying, she meant wild sex too. After all, she was rather famous in Lancashire as a Page 3 girl even before her photospread in Mayfair a few months later. But she's not as liberated as your parents, though she tries to be. After all, she started me on birth control when I was fourteen. All my friends were jealous, though it took me half a year to get up the nerve to do it the first time. I have quite a reputation at my school as a tart. Though I guess that it's not just because I was the first of my friends to start sleeping with my boyfriend.  You see after my first trip here over Christmas break, I not only submitted a set of topless photos of me on the beach to a website, but I made sure people at my school knew about them when they were posted. That, and well I like taking sex selfies. Two of my old boyfriends have passed around pics of me.”

Misty laughed and explained how though she’d not posted her first nude photos, they had gotten onto the internet and it was those photos that cemented her reputation. It seemed the two of them had a lot in common.

Emily went on, “You were right about your mother. The first night she asked us if we needed condoms or lube before we went to bed, and last night when she and your father got home, she came into your room to check to make sure we were OK… while we were doing it. Lamar told me about your family’s open-door rule the first night, but you can’t see the bed from the landing so I didn’t think anything about it. But last night your mum walked right into the room while we were doing it. Your brother didn’t even slow down when she came in and stood next to the bed, right beside me. For just a second I froze up, but when it was obvious that she thought what we were doing was fine, I relaxed. She and I even had a short chat. She said she was just looking in on us to let us know she and your dad were home. She just stood there watching him bang me as if it was totally normal.”

Misty put in, “Well, at our house it is. We think it is a beautiful thing to see friends and family have sex. None of us think it is something we need to hide. We’ve all seen each other doing it. To us, it is just normal life. So, she wasn’t faking it, she really did think what you two were doing was totally normal. But I am surprised she walked in on you since she doesn’t know you. If it were him with either of his girlfriends, I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised that she walked in and sat down on the side of the bed for a long chat: but she doesn’t know you.”

Emily nodded and said, “Maybe after the night before she knew how much I like sex. With the doors open they had to have heard a lot since we went on and on. I can get loud if the guy does it right… and Lamar does it right… a lot. Then yesterday morning, your mother was quite casual about saying that to her it sounded like we’d had a great night. Much to my astonishment, I right out and told her that we did and that your brother is really good in bed. To hear me talk, you’d think it was normal for me to talk to adults about my sex life, but it isn’t. So maybe that is why she was confident I’d be fine with her walking in like that. That and the fact that, before we went to bed, Lamar right out and told them how we’d already had sex three different times during the day.  Does he always tell them stuff like that?”

Misty told Emily how at dinner on Mondays the family goes around the table telling about particularly interesting things they did over the prior week. “We never let Mom off the hook until she tells us who she invited into her bed while she was out on speaking engagements. Last fall it was like different people each night, but not as much now. And since Dad sleeps with at least one of our friends’ moms every week, we grill him on that too. “But Lamar never needs to be prodded, especially if he had sex with someone new, like he did with you. So you just heard our family being our family.”

Emily shook her head in disbelief before continuing. “Yea, right off I could tell she wasn’t bothered at all to see what we were doing. And standing there she could really see it all… I mean all of it. She asked me directly if I was enjoying myself. I’ve never had anyone watch me have sex, let alone the guy’s mother.” She seemed to think for a moment then said, “But once I started talking to her while your brother was still in me, I realized what she was doing was a wonderful thing. As you said, I could tell that for her, to talk to me while I was on my hands and knees shagging was nothing to be embarrassed about. So, while it was really weird, I told her that I was having a wonderful time and thanked her for letting me stay the night again. Even telling you that it happened seems sort of unreal.”

Misty just smiled and nodded in understanding.

Emily reiterated, “Your mom just stood there smiling. She told me that she was glad I was having a good time. Though Lamar had slowed down his banging, he hadn’t stopped. Then while he was still moving in me, he just casually asked her what the plans were for tomorrow. I can’t believe they just went on about going to the beach tomorrow while he was doing me.”

Misty couldn’t help but smile. She’d walked in on Lamar with both Sarah and Gabby just like that.

“Misty, back home in Cardiff, I’ve been having sex in my bedroom for well nearly two years now. The rule at our house is that she lets me have my boyfriend sleep over once a week. I don’t know where that rule comes from, but several of my friend's mums, mostly the ones without a dad at home, have rules a lot like it. So she knows I have sex at home, but other than talks about safe sex and about birth control, we’ve never talked about what I actually do.”

Emily paused and seemed to think, then went on. “She gave me that rule about one night a week even before I started having sex. I think it was more or less the rule she made for herself in the years she was single. You see, as long as I can remember she had the blokes she was seeing stay over on weekends, but never on weeknights. Sometimes she’s brought a new one home to shag, but normally only the guys she was seeing regularly stayed over at our place. Before she met her new husband, she went off with men for holiday. Sometimes just for a weekend, but pretty much every summer she went with someone to Spain, Ibiza, or someplace like that. When I was little my Nanna would come to stay with me, but for the last year or two, I just stayed home on my own. She’s been coming here with her new husband for just over a year, but this is only my second time to come with them.  So Mum isn’t prickly about sex, but I can’t even imagine her doing what your mum did.”

Misty said “My dad says that being a parent makes normally rational people do crazy things. He is just now to the point where he is fully comfortable about me being sexually active, even though they both do it with lots of other people.” That comment prompted questions from Emily so Misty explained about her parent's open marriage. As they had been talking, Emily had been looking over Misty’s naked body with intensity. Out of the blue, she said, “I’ve never been with a girl. What is it like?”

Misty was pretty sure that Emily was trying to come on to her but was afraid to do so directly. But Misty was not going to bite. She continued to brush out her hair, “In some ways, it’s like being with a really considerate guy, but in other ways, it is completely different.”

Emily came back with the non sequitur, “I’ve been with six different guys, your brother is my seventh. Well, actually I have been with four boys my age, a university guy, and one man who was almost thirty. I don’t do the hook-up thing like some of my friends do. I normally only do it with one guy at a time. Right now, I don’t have a boyfriend, but I did when I came here with my parents over Christmas. It’s the only time I’ve ever cheated. That time I spent two nights with a twenty-nine-year-old man from Spain. But I told my mum he was nineteen. He was so different than the younger blokes I’d been with in the UK. He was so much better, slower, and more romantic. Like I said yesterday, Lamar is more like him than any of the ones my age. That’s why I begged my mum to let me stay again last night… well that and I was hoping, since this was your bed that you’d join us… and you did.”

Her smile was so open and genuine. Misty felt bad that she’d not given Emily what she knew that she really wanted this morning. When Emily asked, “Can I kiss you?” Misty saw a way to give the girl more while not having sex with her. This was something Misty was prepared to do. Right off, as soon as her tongue swept the inside of Emily’s mouth, Misty could tell that Emily and Lamar had finished with oral sex while she’d been in the shower.

When Misty’s mother popped into the room about five minutes later, she was saying “It’s 9:00, Dad’s finishing the French toast,” before she saw what Misty and Emily were doing. As they stood naked between the bed and the dressing table Emily was grinding her crotch on Misty’s thigh, as she suckled one of her breasts.

“Oh,” was her only response.

Misty thinking quickly, turned to her mother and said, “I have been letting Emily know that I was glad I found her in my bed last night.”

Her mother smiled and said, “Yes, I can see that. But you can be sure that she got an even more extensive welcome from your brother last night.”

With a level of calm restraint that really impressed Misty, Emily only slowly lifted her face from the nipple she was sucking to say, “I really like the way your family makes me feel accepted.”

“Well Emily, I thought that after last night, you already knew that you are accepted here, like we’ve known you for years. We are very glad you’ve stayed with us. I just came up to tell you that we have a change in plans. This morning our family will be going to a beach we haven’t been to before. We’d love to have you join us today.” She began to leave, but before Misty and Emily resumed their kiss, Bonnie added, “Misty, I don’t mean to rush you, but if you wait too long, your brother might eat all the food.”

Misty said, “We are almost done here. We’ll be there in a minute."

When her mother had gone Misty gave Emily one last deep kiss where she cupped the girl's round breast and pinched her nipple. When she broke the kiss, Emily said, “I hope I’m not being too forward, but I really want to have sex with you before you leave the island.”

Emily seemed an odd combination of wide-eyed innocence and wanton sexual desire. The heat of her kiss had been unexpected… as was the move to suckle her breast. While she did not have the appearance of a traditional sex pot, she had a smoldering sexuality that Misty couldn’t miss. Though Misty had somehow slept right through it, she was sure the sex beside her this morning had been hot. Her brother was not the type of guy to give a girl a three-minute fuck.

While they had talked earlier, Emily had openly laid sprawled out on the bed, her vulva still bright red from the pounding she’d gotten from Lamar. After considering Emily’s comment about her desire to have sex, Misty smiled and replied, “I think we’d both enjoy that. But we will have to see if time allows for it. But yes, I would like to do that.” The words were out before she could stop herself, but she knew they were true. Despite all her resistance, she felt a desire to have sex with this girl.

Shifting gears Misty said, “You can wear any of my stuff that will fit you. I have a lot of bikini bottoms with me, and from your tan lines I don’t suppose either of us needs to bring a top.”

Emily laughed, “I haven’t worn one to the beach since I got here last week. I know my boobs aren’t nearly as nice as yours, but I like showing them off.” She seemed to be working up the courage to say something, then blurted out, “Before we get dressed, can I taste you… I mean down there. Just a taste to see what it's like. If I don’t try it while I have the courage to do it, I might die.”

Misty thought for a brief moment. The truth was the idea of Emily going down on her was very appealing. She felt her body respond to the idea. Misty smiled and said, “Of course. I wouldn’t want you to die,” and she turned to lay back on the bed, her legs spread.

Emily didn’t waste any time, she dove between Misty’s thighs and clamped her mouth over her vulva. Not surprisingly, as Emily snaked her tongue between Misty’s inner lips to taste what Misty had to give, Misty’s vagina let out a gush of sexual fluid. Emily pushed her tongue in deep, apparently aware she was the cause of the cascade. Misty knew how good she tasted, she’d been licking it off of her fingers and the lips of her friends for years now. She put her hands into Emily’s hair. To give the novice girl positive reinforcement (or at least that was the excuse she gave herself) Misty said, “Oh yes, just like that.”

Misty gave up trying to resist. It felt so very good. She relaxed for a few minutes while Emily explored her with a probing tongue. Although it felt terrific and Emily’s enthusiasm was hard to miss, Misty knew her family was waiting for her downstairs. Sure, she could just tell them she and Emily were having sex and they would wait, but they wanted to get to the beach early today. But she also wanted Emily’s first time down on a girl to be memorable, so after several minutes she said, “This feels wonderful and I would love for you to do this for an hour, but we need to hurry. Can you start licking my clit now, it's already hard and waiting for you.”

Emily immediately pulled her tongue out of Misty’s vagina to stroke her clit which was indeed fully extended and waiting. Misty let out a deep breath as the tip of Emily’s tongue gave her bud a first stroke. She considered a truth about girls doing it the first time, they don’t have to be taught from scratch how to eat pussy as novice guys do; they generally already know what feels good. But perhaps it was due to her excitement, or perhaps that was the way Emily liked it, but Misty had to direct her. “A little softer and slower.”

Once she found the right speed and pressure, it took just a few minutes of stroking her clit for Emily to bring Misty off.  Her orgasm could best be described as pleasant, but not all of them had to be earth-shattering. And Emily brought Misty down with more skill than she’d ramped her up, kissing her inner lips and stroking them with the flat of her tongue. Misty breathed, “Oh, yes. Just like that for just a minute or two more.” Emily had made a very nice first attempt indeed.

When she sat up, Misty said, “Thank you. That was very nice,” and she gave Emily a kiss. Then she asked, “So, did you enjoy going down on a girl for the first time? I certainly enjoyed it.”

“Oh yes! I can’t even describe how I feel right now. If you really wanted me to do that for an hour straight, or all day long, I’d happily do it. And you tasted so good… better than I do for sure… more flavorful.” She laughed to herself and added, “And your brother tastes great too. I would be in heaven going down on you then him then you then him. Would you believe that since Wednesday afternoon, I’ve gotten him to cum in my mouth seven times, and that is in addition to going through most of a box of condoms. When you were in the shower just now, after he got me off, I finished him in my mouth again.”

“I didn’t know about yesterday,” Misty answered, “but I could taste him in your mouth when you kissed me.” She smiled and leaned in for one last kiss. While the first kiss had tasted like Lamar, this one tasted like Misty. She was glad she’d said yes to Emily’s request.

Misty put her new white linen sundress over her bare skin, and put one of her micro-thongs into the beach bag in case she needed it. Emily didn’t need to borrow one of Misty’s bottoms. It seems she kept her bikini bottoms in her backpack since going to the beach was so easy.  However, she did take the sarong misty offered. Once the gaussian fabric was tied around Emily’s neck they headed downstairs.

When they arrived in the kitchen, Bonnie said, “Oh, I thought you’d be quite a bit longer.”

When Misty gave a quizzical look, her mom explained, “I went up to see what was keeping you and… well I saw what was keeping you. Given how into it you both were, I told Cooper you’d be at it for at least twenty minutes more.”

Before Misty could respond, Emily jumped in, “Oh, I already told her I could do that all day. Although she promised to let me do her like that for an hour straight, she said we had to hurry this time. I can’t complain, Lamar and I have already had sex this morning. So all three of us have already had a great start for the day.” Then she grinned and told Bonnie, “And I heard you and your husband going at it last night too. I must say this open-door thing is a good idea.”

Bonnie laughed, “Yes, it has its advantages. We heard you and you heard us, so we all got inspired.”

Emily nodded, then said, “Oh, I love that dress on you. It is really flattering. Did you get it here?”

Bonnie shook her head, “No I got it on Grand Turks. It's my favorite dress for sure.”

“Well, it looks great. May I ask, do you wear anything under it at home, or do you always go bare like that?”

Bonnie thought it was a reasonable question, especially since after all the washings the dress had gotten, it was rather more revealing than it had been new. Her answer was “The only time I ever remember wearing anything under it was in Miami when I used it as a cover-up going to South Beach. There, I wore my tiny bikini bottoms under it. But other than that, this is how I wear it.”

“Well, I think it looks smashing on you.”

“Thank you. And you look great in Misty’s sarong.”

Just before leaving, a thought came to Misty. On her photoshoot with Boris, she learned an important lesson for her website. By making small changes in outfits, props or even just moving to a different part of the beach, it was possible to create what would appear to be like multiple photoshoots in a single day. According to Tetiana, Boris would make at least six different photo sets to be posted at different times from their work on that one day. That was why all the changes of outfits and locations. “Mom, Misty said, can you go get the three swimsuits you bought the other day, and I’ll get mine. That will give us different outfits to give different looks. I want to make the most of shooting today.”

Misty’s request only delayed them a few more minutes before they were off.  

The footpath to get to Petites Cayes took them on a half an hour walk along the coast after a short cab ride, but they were glad they chose to make the trip.  They walked down a rather rugged trail and at one point they were on top of a rise that overlooked the little island where Misty had modeled.  She pointed out where she'd done this or that to a very impressed Emily.  She ended up recounting as much about each of the shooting sessions as she could. Most exciting to Emily was to hear about the hour of sexualized play in which she, Tetiana, and Oleksandra had engaged during the last session on the remote beach. “Yes,” Misty said, “Tetiana and I made out several times and twice I had my lips on her breasts. And after we were done, she said Boris would be contacting me about doing a real sex shoot with her and a couple of male models late in the summer.”

Emily turned with a grin, “You’ll get to have sex with her? Are you going to do it?”

“I don’t know,” was Misty’s honest answer. “I know I plan on doing photos of me having sex for my website, but my website is a mission to make the world a better place, not just a way to make money. Boris’s work is primarily about getting people to pay, it's not even about making great art. I could tell that in what we did yesterday. I’m not sure if I would like to have sex just for someone to make money off of me.”

“I hadn’t thought of it that way,” Emily said thoughtfully.

As they talked, an idea came to Misty. “Do you think your mother would sign to give me permission to use some of the photos I take of you today on my new website? I plan to do real glamour nudes of you today and perhaps some sexy shots too. However, because of your age, those will just be for you. On my site, I can only use casual nude beach photos or perhaps what I call casually posed stuff, like you’d take with friends at the beach. I would like you to be part of my mission with those kinds of photos, but I’ll need a model release to do that.”

“I think Mum would let me. She actually took the topless photos of me that are online. While she isn’t as open with me about sex as your parents, she sees nothing wrong with people seeing me naked. When I talked to her yesterday, I told her how Lamar and I hung out at the nude beach and we took pictures of both of us with the little camera he has. She thinks it's great I’m not like most girls my age who are all uptight about their bodies. But I think it would be best if you came to our townhouse this afternoon to talk to her about it.”

“I could do that. Do you have a printer I could use? That would make the permission look a lot better than something I write up by hand.”

“No problem. Mum’s husband has one in his home office.”

 When they finally arrived, the beach itself was a short band of brownish sand not much more than a quarter mile long, hemmed in by greenery and low trees.  While the beach at Orient Bay was touristy and often crowded, Petites Cayes was completely deserted when they arrived. It looked like a set from some movie about a deserted island.

Right off, all five of them stripped off all their clothes. Mom and Dad found a nice spot on the beach to set up camp and relax. The kids (including Emily) explored and played in the surf on the two boogie boards Lamar had carried. Misty, knowing this was her last opportunity, planned to spend virtually the entire time shooting (or posing for) photos. She wanted to take maximum advantage of this remote beach with its wonderful setting. For well over three hours, other than when Misty was shooting bikini photos, no one had a stitch of clothing on.

Though Emily was actually rather plain in real life, Misty soon realized she was quite photogenic and responded well to direction. Together she and her brother were fun to shoot. While most of the images had a primitive innocence to them, more than a few were overtly sexual in nature since Emily and Lamar didn’t seem to keep their hands off of each other. Since over the last year, Lamar had fully developed the skill to get an erection on demand, and keep at least partially aroused for hours on end, his penis was quite prominent in the photos. Not necessarily standing upright, but always fully elongated. But with an eye to using pictures of them together on her site, she shot a good many candids where she was careful not to catch his penis in the frame. Additionally, she shot Emily alone for a good while, both in casual beach images and in glamour poses.

When it came time for Misty to pose with Emily, she was confident that her brother had learned enough to get some good photos. Though she knew she couldn’t use them on her new website, she still had Lamar shoot a good many glamour nudes of the two of them together. She was glad they’d also brought the little waterproof camera because she had Lamar shoot a nude boogie boarding session of her and Emily from the water. She was sure those photos would be perfect for the site.

Over the course of the day, a total of four groups arrived. She supposed it was due to the hike to get there, but everyone she saw on that beach appeared to be in their twenties or early thirties. And, for the first time since she’d arrived on St. Martin, at this remote little beach nude was the norm, not the exception.   However, at no point while they were there, were there more than two other groups of people. That gave Misty plenty of space to shoot even on the very small beach. At one point, about an hour in, they were the only ones there, so Misty decided to be "naughty."  On the way to the beach, Emily had told her how she and Lamar had made photos and videos of them having sex with her iPad. When Misty asked what she was going to do with them since she couldn’t take such photos home due to their age, Emily pointed out, “I don’t live in the States. I have a whole collection of photos and videos with me and my boyfriends getting it on. I love watching them and getting myself off. Misty laughed and told her about her birthday photo shoot and how looking at those photos turned her on like crazy. So, when she realized they were the only ones on the beach, she asked Emily, “Would you like to give my brother a blow job so I can shoot pictures of you two?"

In her perfectly adorable Welsh accent, she said "I would love to."  

Misty shot dozens of images of Emily in the sand on one knee giving Lamar very energetic oral sex.  She started by shooting wide-angle pictures of them showing the open beach around them and her parents watching Emily at work. Then she shot medium-angle photos of just the two of them. At first, she was careful to frame the shots so that none actually showed his penis entering her mouth, but by the time Lamar was close to climaxing, Misty was shooting photos in full profile. When Lamar came, she was shooting closely framed photos of Emily’s face with Lamar’s cock swelling and contracting in her mouth as she swallowed down the jizz. At best she’d have some that were barely legal with some cropping, at worst, she’d give all those photos to Emily even if she had to erase them from her files. What she would keep is the experience in shooting that kind of photo.

After Emily had sucked Lamar all the way through his climax, Misty said "Good, got it."  However, before Misty could even stretch her legs, her mother came over pulling Cooper in tow. "O.K., it's our turn now." Promptly Bonnie went to her knees in the sand and took her husband’s penis fully into her mouth. In moments she brought on a full erection and she began to go to work on it in earnest. Though both Campbell kids took this in stride, Emily was entranced watching Lamar’s mom working his dad’s fully erect penis in her mouth with abandon. To Misty, she said, "How marvelous. Your mum and dad are amazing!"

As she was framing and shooting photos, Misty replied, “Well, you sucked off Lamar completely, right in front of them. They watched you the whole time. So why does it seem so strange that a married couple would do the same thing?”

“Oh, I guess I did,” came her surprised reply. “I was so caught up in doing Lamar and making it look good for you, I just forgot they were watching us.” She laughed, “Aren’t I the libertine? Before last night, I’d never had sex in front of anyone, today I’m doing it without a second thought.”

Misty was amused at Emily’s sudden realization about what she’d just done. But she didn’t have time to waste. She figured she had to work fast since, likely as not, they would not be alone long.   She shot a series of photos from different angles, then told Lamar and Emily "You two go get back into the water." In her mind the power of this set of photos would not be in that her parents were having oral sex on a public beach, but that they were openly doing it in front of the young people.  She framed the photo with her parents in the foreground and Lamar and Emily in the background, but shortened the dept of field to make them out of focus.  As planned, in the first set of shots they seemed oblivious to what the adults were doing, but in the last dozen, it was clear the teens were closely watching Mom suck off Dad. Misty didn't know about the legality of these, but she'd worry about that later.  

While Misty thought she would be calling the shots, Bonnie had her own plans for the photos. She let her girl shoot a good many pictures of her giving head, but then she told Cooper to move over to the towels and lie on his back so she could ride him. Misty knew she should have expected this, but had not. She didn’t try to interfere but made sure to capture her mom reaching between her legs to guide the erection up into her.  Still, she kept shooting as her mother rode her father with naked Emily in the background watching wide-eyed. Though she’d been resisting the urge to give directions, she did ask her mom to go from sitting up on her dad to leaning forward so she could capture the arc of his penis going up into her. Shooting a full-frame image of her mom’s inner lips wrapped around her father’s erection, Misty thought to herself, “Both Mom and I have very pretty pussies.”

Lamar moved to wrap Emily in his arms as they watched his parents. Over her shoulder she said, “And you’ve seen them do this before.”

Lamar nodded, “I was around them while they had sex for years before I understood what they were doing. Then even after I understood the mechanics, it was not until I was like thirteen that it turned me on to see them do it.”

Watching Lamar’s mother kissing her husband as they had sex, Emily asked, “So does that open-door rule apply to your parents when you are at home as well?”

“Yes. As long as I can remember they never shut their door. They say there is nothing that goes on in their bed that they think Misty and I shouldn’t see, and we’ve been seeing stuff like this all of our lives. Not only have I seen them screwing and going down on each other, but for years before she went back to work, my mom masturbated in her bed every afternoon. From our living room, you can see right to her bed. So, seeing Mom getting herself off was just part of growing up. I guess that is why Sissy and I both do it downstairs in the game room, it's no big deal if other family members see us.”

“That is amazing,” Emily said. “But it helps me understand why your mum didn’t react at all when she saw us shagging. I’ve heard my mom doing it in her bedroom with men. But as you said, it wasn’t until I became interested in sex, and even more when I started looking at porn, did I understand what she was doing in there and what the sounds meant.”

Misty decided she had been patient long enough letting her mother do what she wanted. She decided it was time she exercised some editorial control of the situation.  “OK Mom, I need you to turn around to face Dad’s feet.

Bonnie didn't object to being given directions by the photographer to do this or that. After all, this was not her first time to pose while having sex. Including all the pictures from the sex cruise and the stills from the day with the three builders, she had photos of her having sex with over two dozen different people. And for about a third of them, they were in planned photoshoots. Yet, she was pretty sure this was the first time she’d had photos made of her having sex just with her husband. It was about time.

Bonnie settled into her new position and worked her hips on Cooper. Misty was off to her front right, so Bonnie could see her daughter shooting her… and that spurred her on. She’d first learned to put on a show while having sex during her freshman year of college. Her audience was her roommate. If she put on a good enough show, Jackie would break down, put down her books, take off her clothes, and join them. Recently her audiences have grown. Four different times over the fall and winter, while speaking at swing clubs or sex-friendly nude resorts, she’d put on such a show in public playrooms that the room filled with spectators. AND, months ago she’d finally admitted to herself that she liked performing for the camera.

Though she’d never deliberately put on a sex show for her kids… well other than for Misty’s camera, but that was different; she was very aware that Emily and Lamar were watching. Or at least they had been when she’d been facing the other way. Though she’d meant to just ask herself in her head, she heard her voice ask, “Are they still watching me?”

Misty didn’t even look up from her camera when she said, “Oh yea. Emily is playing with Lamar while she does. Yes, she’s watching and enjoying it.”

Despite a voice telling her that she shouldn’t do so, Bonnie went into full performance mode. As always, giving a sexual show turned her on even more and the more turned on she got, the more animated her performance.

Using a short depth of field, Misty’s photo looked like this

Misty couldn’t miss how her mother had come alive and didn’t miss a thing with her camera. She’d shot her having sex something like four times now and she could always tell when she got into the zone… and she was in the zone now. She continued to shoot and she was sure that her mother was on her way toward her first orgasm.  

However, Bonnie wasn’t about to climax. While she knew this position looked hot and felt great, the only way she had ever had an orgasm like this was with her vibrator. She’d never even been able to make it happen with her hands. Though she was really turned on and she enjoyed putting on the show, she knew that if she was going to cum, she’d have to turn back around. After giving Misty plenty of time to shoot her, Bonnie turned back to face her husband… and the two teens watching her. She knew the climax she wanted was close and she began to grind down hard. She looked up and saw Emily’s face as she watched wide-eyed. She’d shamelessly watched the girl sucking her son off, now Emily was watching her the same way. That was enough for Bonnie, she felt the contractions start almost immediately and she put as much showmanship into her orgasm as she had the rest… which, as always, made her cum harder.

After Lamar and Emily had watched Bonnie’s orgasm take its full course (which lasted a good long time) and she’d collapsed down onto Cooper, the spell had been broken and Lamar pulled Emily into the water.

Misty knew with certainty that her mother was not done yet. After Mom came down from her orgasm, Misty asked her and Dad to turn so they lay parallel to the shore so she could get photos of them watching the kids playing in the water. They didn’t hesitate to do as she asked. In carrying out Misty’s request, her mom got up on her knees to lengthen her strokes.

Misty moved to capture Lamar and Emily splashing in the background while the parents fucked in the foreground.  Lamar and Emily doing their own thing, paying no attention to her mother’s renewed sexual show also made a good image. The result was another series of photos worth keeping.

Misty shot for perhaps five more minutes before her brother's shouts got her attention. A group had just crested the heights that overlooked the little beach. Misty rapidly concluded that from where the people had been, they would have been able to see Lamar and Emily in the water, but not her parents. Her mother was clearly put out by the interruption but rolled off of her father.  Misty knew it would take the newcomers at least ten minutes to make it down the winding trail to a rocky area of shore, then up and over an even more rocky outcropping before arriving at this little isolated beach. So they had some time, but a limited amount of it. First Misty shot a number of images of Mom & Dad laying side-beside on the beach towels, with Dad still sporting a full erection. 

"Mom," Misty said, "See if you can get Dad off before they get here."

Bonnie didn't have to be asked twice. She rolled to her hands and knees and Cooper took the cue to saddle up behind her.  Soon her dad was banging Mom hard. Perhaps fifty feet away, Emily was in knee-deep water, transfixed again at the sight of Misty’s parents having sex. Lamar stood behind her, arms around her waist watching as well. Misty continued to shoot photos. Her mother’s second orgasm, when it came, was quite obvious. Her back arched and she let out what Misty could only call a howl. Not surprisingly, her dad was cumming even before she finished.

When they were done, they flopped down side by side on the towels. Misty continued to shoot. “Mom, lift your knees and spread your legs a little. Taking a cue from Boris, she shot a set of photos of her mother’s red and open pussy with her dad’s cum dribbling out.

When she was done, the two couples they’d seen before were not on the beach yet. Misty saw Lamar still holding Emily in the knee-deep surf with the waves rolling up on their legs. She took several photos then she envisioned an image. While she had the opportunity, she told Lamar and Emily to stand a few inches apart, facing each other. Her brother’s penis was again standing up like a tin soldier as she’d expected. “Don’t press your bodies together, but lean in to kiss. Lamar was nearly a head taller than Emily, so she had to reach up even while Lamar was bending over. In this position with space between their bodies, Lamar's erection was the visual center of the image as it spanned the space between them. Due to their height differential, the sharply defined head of his erection touched her between her navel and her almost perfectly bowl-shaped breasts. Misty shot them at full profile with their bodies slightly underexposed with the ocean behind them.

The result was that the two figures were darker than the rest of the image. The photo would turn out to be one of the best Misty would shoot on the trip. Unbeknownst to them at the time, it would become internet famous. Because that night Misty would download all of Emily’s photos to her iPad, and the next day the girl from Cardiff would in turn post this photo and several others of her with Lamar to a UK-based nude beach website. Other events over the next months would bring the image to a worldwide audience that would appreciate the sincerity of the two young lovers. For years to come, Emily would be recognized by people who'd seen those photos.  But at the time, none of those events were yet fathomable by Misty, Lamar, or Emily.

The new people on the beach, two couples, had made themselves a place to sun in the sand about thirty yards away. Apparently, they hadn’t even brought swimwear. They casually stripped off their shorts and tops so they were as nude as the Campbell crew. At one point, one of the women came over and asked Misty to use her phone to take photos of their bare little group. Misty was happy to help.

For most of the final hour, Lamar was consumed with his assigned job of taking photos of Misty, Emily, and their mother for the website. He shot them individually and as a group. His dad was again recruited to operate the small collapsible reflector board to compensate for the harsh sun.

Cooper could see that something had changed when Misty and Bonnie were together. Whereas before when they posed together Bonnie and Misty usually stayed at least a few inches apart, but now neither of them seemed to have any hesitation to touch and hold one another for photos. When Misty stood behind Bonnie and laughed as she held her mom’s breasts for a photo, Lamar took it to be sexual; however, Cooper knew it was not. He could see mother and daughter had passed through some kind of barrier where they were no longer uncomfortable with one another, and the squeamishness of body-to-body contact was gone. He was sure it had to do with the day on the boat together.

After Misty thought they had enough photos of all three of them, he had Lamar shoot just her and their mom. In this set of her and her mom posing together, Misty wanted to use the coordinating swimwear they’d bought at the local shop.

As Misty had done on her photoshoot with Boris, the photo sets that started with them in swimwear were sort of slow stripteases, with Misty and her mother showing progressively more in the photos as they took the swimsuits off. Even when they had completely removed the suits, they used them as props. They also did wet/dry shots, not just with them in the swimwear, but they both put on their linen sundresses and walked into and out of the water. As Misty had expected, the thin white linen was nearly transparent as they came out of the surf. After taking off the wet dresses, they used them as props to pose lying in the water and wet sand. Misty knew it would be an exceptional set of photos even as Lamar was still shooting. And she already knew how popular photos of her and her mother together were.

As the afternoon wore on Misty knew this was likely her last time for a good while to shoot nude photos of her whole family on a beach like this. With Emily present to operate the camera, they made a point to get a good many of all four of the Campbells, both posed portraits and candids. She shot pictures of the family sitting in the sand, in the shade of the trees, walking along the water's edge, and playing in the surf.  Misty was glad she'd bought more memory for her camera at a beach side shop. With no issue with storage, she was able to tell Emily "Just keep shooting, don't wait for a perfect shot."  Later Misty found that Emily had taken no fewer than two-hundred-fifty frames of the family. Sure, well over half were so problematic that they were useless, but over a dozen were exactly what she had wanted.

Rather than leave the way they came, they continued on the path till they got to Grand Cayes, a much larger beach that was more touristy, and more importantly they knew they would find cabs there.  At that beach, Bonnie, Misty, and Emily all stuffed their dresses back into the beach bag and only wore their most minimal “pseudo bikini” bottoms. They had lunch at an open-air cafe. By then it even seemed natural that Bonnie and Misty would be bare-breasted as they ate under the cafe's awning.  Emily let them know that while she almost always went topless on the beach in St. Martin, she had never sat down for lunch like that before. Lamar used Misty’s camera to get casual photos of the three of them together.

Emily went on and on about how much fun she’d had playing model. Misty corrected her saying she hadn’t been playing at being a model, she was now a real working model, just like her mother. She pointed out that she now had the beginnings of a professional portfolio to work with. It seemed she’d not even thought of that until Misty said it. It was apparent to all how much Emily liked the idea that she too was a model.

Emily then spent a large portion of their meal going over what she thought were all the highlights for her. Misty explained that while she’d give Emily copies of everything they’d shot today, “To get the real effect, you’ll have to wait till I do the editing. You’d be surprised how much difference that makes in making photos look professionally done.” Emily just took it all in with smiles and nods, and she thanked all of them over and over for letting her come and be a part of their family for the day.

After they’d finished eating (and posing for photos), Emily and Lamar went out to find kids who would like the two boogie boards. They would not be able to take them back to Georgia on the airplane and Emily said she had one. From there the family caught a cab that took them to a place called Market in Marigot where they went shopping one last time before returning to the villa.

Mom and Dad were exhausted and took a nap as soon as they got to their room. Lamar and Emily went up to the rooftop daybed to have the sex they’d been wanting for hours. Misty needed that time to copy all of the day’s photos to Emily’s iPad, and to make up a set of photos to show Emily’s mom the kinds of images from their day that she wanted to use on her website… when it got up and running. There were so many photos that it was a little overwhelming, and she began the task of deleting the outtakes.

She selected two dozen exceptionally good photos. She selected images of Emily alone, of her and Emily together and of all three females. Lamar and Emily took so long on the rooftop daybed that she even had time to edit half of them. When Emily and Lamar came back downstairs, she showed the set to Emily.

Emily said she understood why Misty had not put the posed glamour photos in, but asked if she could add them so that she could show them to her mother. Additionally, she asked for some “full-frontal” photos of her and Lamar. When Misty ran through some of the photos quickly, she recommended one of her and Lamar holding hands as they exited the water. As they looked for a second picture, Emily stopped Misty at the one that showed them in profile kissing with his erection between them. Emily thought for a moment then said, “Put that one in too. I think it is great and super sexy. I don’t think it will freak Mum out. She knows Lamar and I have been having sex, so I think it will be OK.”

Misty asked if she was sure she wanted to drop that on her mother today. Emily pointed out that her mother had already seen Lamar nude, with a half-erection, at the beach on Wednesday.  Emily said she was quite sure that was the photo she wanted to show her mother today.

The cab ride over to Emily’s townhouse took about fifteen minutes. Emily had called her mom in advance and she met Misty, Lamar, and her daughter at the door with a surprisingly warm greeting. Misty found her just as pretty as Emily had said, and she was tall. Little Emily only came up to her mother’s chin. It was a striking contrast. Misty also couldn’t help but notice that under the low-cut sundress the woman wore, the curves of her augmented breasts were quite obviously on display. She looked like a glamour model from head to toe.

They talked for about twenty minutes getting to know one another. Misty laid out the groundwork for the model release request. Misty understood why she asked about the nature of Misty’s upcoming website. She briefly explained that while it would feature a good deal of nudity and some sex, she was committed to the idea it would be uplifting and educational, not just commercial. Emily’s mother, in turn, told them a little about her nude modeling career that ran from her teens till her early twenties. Emily said she’d already told her mother that Misty had posed for Boris Ujinko. Misty was rather surprised when Emily’s mother said, “I have one of his hardbound books back home,” before explaining that she keeps up with the glamour industry even though she’s “no longer in the game.”  “I guess I still dream about getting back into the business. I’m only thirty-seven after all.” 

After that, Misty was obligated to give a very brief description of her shoot before turning on her iPad. She handed it to Emily so that she would be the one showing the photos.  The first set contained the samples of the kind of photos that Misty would use on her site. Her mother seemed to receive the nude photos of her daughter very well. Then Emily began the second set of her photos: the glamour shots. Misty made a point to say “As you can see, your daughter is quite photogenic. Due to her age, I can’t use the highly composed glamour images of her; but, if she is still interested in modeling when she turns eighteen, I think these photos will be a good start to a portfolio. Of course, I’d love to shoot her again if we could work it out. Misty was pretty sure that the woman was impressed, surprised and impressed, at how good her daughter looked in the photos.

Misty was surprised when Emily’s mother said, “Emily doesn’t’ actually have to wait to do nudes professionally. I know full well that those Eastern Europeans take the flimsiest evidence the models are eighteen as required by US law. Anyone with eyes knows that Boris Ujinko’s models begin when they are Emily’s age, or younger.”  Misty thought about Oleksandra and how she’d been sure she was no more than sixteen.

After the first dozen glamour photos, which were all solos of Emily, her mother said, “I can’t believe I didn’t see it before. My daughter is a natural.”

Emily’s pleasure at her mother’s compliment was apparent.

When the first image came up showing Emily and Lamar together, in it, as in nearly all the photos, his penis was full, if not standing up. With his skin wet from coming out of the surf, he looked good. That was why Misty had recommended that photo. Emily’s mother looked up at Lamar, and then to her daughter before saying, “Yes, I saw when we were at the beach. I know why you’ve been staying over at his place. None of the boys I shagged at your age looked half as good, even after I’d been on page three.”

Misty could see the shock on Emily’s face. From what she’d told Misty about her mother, the comment was way outside what she was used to hearing at home.

Her mother must have seen her face too, “Oh, did I say something I shouldn’t have? But I am looking at a picture of you and this boy naked, and you’ve spent the last two nights in bed with him. I was just saying he’s better looking than any of the guys I was with back then.”

Lamar turned bright red.

Emily managed to say, “No, that’s fine. Misty and Lamar’s parents are really open about that kind of stuff,” she paused and then said, “They don’t even try to hide that they both have sex with other people, so Misty and Lamar won’t be offended by what you say. But you’ve never talked to me about shagging boys when you were my age.”

“Are you sure?” her mother asked, “I thought I’d always been very open about what I did back in my modeling days. I know I told you all about how all the boys had my naked pictures up in their lockers at school and how they would ask me to autograph them, which I did gladly. And I know I told you how when my career took off, I went out with wealthy and powerful men, as well as all the places I went with them. You know that is how I met and married your father, but he was just the last of many. I just thought you understood that meant I had an incredible amount of sex during those years before you were born… so much that it is hard to believe it all happened to me.”

Emily’s face only got more incredulous.

Her mother looked over to Misty and said, “Emily’s father is twenty years older than me. For the first year we were together, before I got pregnant with Emily, he was really proud that his woman was on the cover of magazines on the newsstands. In four years, I was on six covers of popular magazines and I don’t actually know how many photo spreads I did. I was in UK Penthouse twice, once as the cover girl. The second time was after I’d had Emily, it was sort of my last big gig before I left the business.” She laughed, “I was nursing and my boobs were enormous.”

Misty could see the pride Emily’s mother had in her modeling career.

She went on to say, “But once we got married and I was the mother of his child something changed. That last spread in Penthouse was the last straw. After that, he took up with a new teenage girl who wasn’t a mother… and he didn’t marry her. As a single mother, I just couldn’t manage the demands of a modeling career. Or should I say I couldn’t be a good mother and keep that kind of schedule. But I stayed in the business for several more years, just not in front of the camera. The internet more or less killed the magazine business. Now I’m married again, so I’ve let my career go completely.”

There was a moment of silence. Misty felt the pain, not just for Emily’s mother, but she thought that Emily felt it too. Misty wondered if perhaps Emily felt like she’d taken away her mother’s career. Abruptly changing direction, the woman looked over to Lamar and said, “And you, young man, have real balls. I don’t know if you know how rare it is for guys your age to go nude at the beaches here. In fact, I don’t know I’ve ever seen one Emily’s age do that. And I can’t imagine any of the lads I went with back in the day would pose for photos like this… or look half this good if they did. Yes, I understand why she wants to spend the night with you, I sure would have at her age.”

Lamar was still quite red and Emily just looked astonished.

Emily tapped the screen to move to the next photo. It was the one of Emily and Lamar in profile with his erection pressing on her. It was overtly sexual… and looking at it on the screen, Misty thought it was very well composed. Though Misty had thought it a mistake to include this image, now she was sure Emily was right for wanting to include it. Her mother just stared at it for several seconds with an odd wistful look, then a broad smile came on her face. Turning to her daughter she said, “Now that is an image worth keeping.”

Emily beamed and said, “I think so.”

Her mother continued, “In twenty years you will be glad you have it. It perfectly captures this time in your life… and it does it in a way that shows style and class.”

There was a silence as they both looked at the photo. Misty was sure Emily simply didn’t have words right now. She finally tapped the screen again moving to the first of the glamour photos with Misty and Emily together. Her mother made some comments about how good they looked. Finally, there were three glamour shots of Emily, Misty, and Bonnie together. Misty had worked hard to pose the three of them to make a striking combination using their varying ages and sizes to the best advantage. Because Emily was physically the smallest, she was always out front for those photos. Emily’s mother paused to look at them all very closely. Then to Misty, she said, “I guess I never thought of a mother and her teenage daughter posing together.” She asked Misty, “May I assume there are more of just you and your mum?”

“Oh, for sure,” Misty answered. We’ve been shooting nudes of us together since our first day here. You see, it was a set of nude beach photos that we posed for together, that were not supposed to get on the web, that led me here.” She briefly recounted the day on their first trip to Miami when she and her mother posed for the college guys and the impact of the photos being put on their own mother/daughter website. “It seems those photos are so popular they made the website owner a fortune. So, rather than just sell him new photos of us, he and I are partnering to start my site which will feature, among other things, new sets of my mother and I together.”

Emily’s mother again said, “I never thought of that. Perhaps Emily and I should pose together. It’s been years since I’ve done any nudes. Too bad you are flying out tomorrow, or maybe we could work something out.”

Emily perked up, “Really? You’d pose nude with me?”

“I said perhaps. I would have to think on it, but looking at these pictures makes me think we could do something special.”

Misty jumped right in, “I’d love to shoot you guys together. Perhaps if my site does well enough, I could afford to come back here.”

Emily added, “And you could stay with us… with me… in my bed with me so you won’t need a hotel.”

When her mother gave her a sidelong glance, Emily smiled and said, “Lamar isn’t the only reason I have been sleeping at their place.”

Her mother let out a knowing, “Ohhh.” Then said, “I’ll think about it. You keep in touch with Misty and we will both keep an eye on her new website.”

When they came to the end of the collection, Misty said, “Those were just a small fraction of the photos we took today. It will take me weeks to go through the thousands of photos we’ve taken this week and edit the best ones. As the release says, I am giving her the entire set of photos I took today, even the ones I can’t use and there were a lot of them that I can’t use. You’ll notice the contract specifically says that I can only publish candid and casually posed nude beach photos of her. She will have the right to use any of the photos that have her in them in any way she sees fit. Though she can only sell those that only have her in them without any of the rest of us. As far as I know, all the photos I took are legal under French law,” she paused and looked over to Emily who seemed to know what she was asking. She nodded and Misty continued, “… even the overtly sexual ones, and I did take more than the one you saw today.”

Emily looked for her mother’s response, but she gave none other than a nod before saying, “Yes, I’ve done some of those too. My last spread for Penthouse was like that, which is what made Emily’s father so mad. I know the rules have changed since I was modeling so she and I will have to do some looking into what we can make public.” She seemed to think then added, “And if she really wants, I think that with the photos you took today, I can get her work. As I said before, after I stopped modeling, I stayed in the back-office end of the business until last year when I got married. I still have a good many contacts. Thank you for giving her more options to choose from.”

Emily appeared to be surprised by her mother’s words, but she said nothing.

Her mother looked at Emily and said, “I have to admit, the photos you showed me are better than the ones I had when I started out. Hell, some of the ones I saw were as good as any I had in magazines. You should be proud of them. In many ways, I owe the life I have now to those short five years I worked as a glamour model. So, if you want to model, with or without clothes, you have my complete support.  Where do I sign?”

After the business was done, they stayed another twenty minutes to be social before leaving and most of that was Emily’s mom getting to know Lamar. It was abundantly obvious that Emily’s mother liked him. Misty thought to herself “All he needs is yet another boost to his self-confidence.”

Before they left, Emily’s mother gave permission for her to stay the night with Lamar one more time. Misty let the pretty woman know that her family would take Emily out for dinner with them tonight, but they would be checking out of the villa at 10:30 tomorrow morning.

In the cab, Emily was incredulous about some of the things her mother said. “Do you think I heard it right that Mom did gigs that included sex modeling?”

Misty said, “I’m not sure. She certainly could have meant that. But it also could mean stuff like I did with Boris yesterday, or like you did with Lamar today. Not the blow job photos, but like those in the first set when you and Lamar had your hands all over each other. Those aren’t sex pics exactly, but they are sexual all the same.”

She nodded and said, “But I’m glad I told you to include the ones with me and Lamar. I think those pictures have already opened the door for us to talk about things we never have before. I have a load of things I want to ask her when I get home tomorrow.”

Misty understood.

 It took a total of an hour and a half to get the signature, but it was worth the time. As they entered the villa, Misty just casually said, “I’m going to take a nap upstairs, if you guys want, you can join me.” Without any more discussion, all three of them got naked and into Misty’s bed. They were all asleep in minutes.

An hour after laying down, movement in the bed woke Misty from her sleep (again). When she began to drift into consciousness, she assumed it was Caitlin snuggling up to her. Misty could feel the pleasantness of warm skin pressed to her back, and enjoyed the feeling of Caitlin caressing her breasts. She always liked waking up this way. It took some time to realize that she was not at home and it was not Caitlin behind her. It was Emily. After they’d already had oral sex in the morning, it was not like the girl was taking unwarranted liberty without permission. The question was whether or not to roll over and start with her again. But she did not. She knew that if Lamar and Emily were not already fucking, they soon would be. So doing that would be inviting a threesome. She’d repeatedly told Sarah she wouldn’t do that.

Misty decided to do nothing but enjoy for now. When Emily began nuzzling and kissing her neck, Misty almost turned over to kiss her back, but instead, she just continued to enjoy the moment as she was. She’d drifted into a semi-conscious state of relaxation when she felt Emily's hips push forward a little. Then she heard a low groan from Emily and several more pushes. At first, she didn’t see the pattern, but then began to piece together what was happening. Lamar was spooning Emily while Emily was spooning her. And Lamar was not just passively spooning, but screwing Emily as they all lay together. Despite her resistance to the notion, she and Lamar were effectively in a threesome already… or close to it. She wanted to be mad at Lamar, but she really couldn’t justify it, she had invited them into the bed with her. Part of her wanted to just throw caution to the wind and go for it, but she couldn’t do it.

Still Misty didn't want to make a scene. And, though she tried to pretend she did not, she liked this. Though she'd told Sarah no, in her heart she knew she liked the idea of her and her brother doing Sarah together… just like this.  As a result, she lay there for some time. As inconspicuously as possible, she slid her hand to her crotch and began stroking herself as she felt Lamar fucking Emily. As her arousal grew, she considered her options.

To cum, she’d have to move and it would be obvious to all what she was doing. She decided against that. Instead, she just turned over to make it clear to them that she knew what was going on. Sure enough, she could see Lamar’s hand on Emily's hip as he worked his penis in and out of her. The girl looked up at Misty with a smile. It was plain she did not realize Misty had any inhibitions about what was happening. When they had told her about doing Sarah one after another, it was reasonable for Emily to conclude this was what they meant.  She told herself that Lamar would have to be put straight about this. But, Misty reasoned, that could wait till they were home. No reason to embarrass this very nice girl.

But rather than backing away, Misty rolled to face Emily directly, then scooted close enough for their breasts to just barely touch. She took Emily’s head in her hands and gave her a prolonged kiss. It was long enough that their lips parted and tongues caressed. She wished Lamar would at least stop thrusting so she could justify going further with this girl even while his dick was in her. But he did not.

While she vacillated, Emily made the decision for Misty of what to do. She leaned down to suckle Misty’s breasts again. Yes, Misty could have stopped it there, but she didn’t. Instead, she slowly rolled to her back. As she did, Emily’s mouth moved with her until she lay partially on top of Misty. The new position gave Emily’s hand easy access to start caressing the now throbbing fountain of heat between Misty’s legs. Not putting up any resistance, Misty spread her thighs slightly to give the hand easy access. 

Emily had pulled away from Lamar in the process, but soon she spread her legs, inviting Lamar to reenter her. Soon Lamar was on top of her, stroking down into Emily and Emily’s fingers had found Misty’s buttons. Misty could feel each one of her brother’s thrusts into Emily and the finger stroking her clit was perfect. It all was just too much. Misty just lay back, closed her eyes, and enjoyed. It was done, she and Lamar were in a threesome together. There was no way to call it anything else.

When after several minutes, Emily began moving her head down her body, Misty had given up all resistance. She slid back to the corner of the bed so Emily could bury her face in her crotch again. Once Emily was in her new position, Lamar again mounted her from the back and began to fuck her slow and steady. From what Sarah had said (more than once), Lamar could and would do this almost indefinitely if that was what his partner wanted. Misty had no doubt that was exactly what Emily wanted while she reveled in the sweet wet warmth of Misty’s sex.

For a few minutes, she closed her eyes. It was very, very nice. She found Emily’s hand and took it in hers. Only slowly did she realize it was not Emily’s hand she was holding. Emily had her hand under her hip. She was holding her brother’s hand as he fucked Emily. She did not let go of it.

Her hips had begun undulating when she opened her eyes again. Lamar was stretched out over Emily’s body as he used his lower back to continue stroking into her. Misty only now realized that her thighs lay on top of his forearms. How had she not realized that before? Since he was considerably taller than the girl, her brother’s face was right beside Emily’s. As Misty’s hips rose, his face got even closer to her sex. He watched Emily lick her from up close… from very close. She found it sexy to watch him and feel his body touching hers. She could feel a connection from her hand in his. This was a far more intimate experience with him than she’d ever imagined having.

The last step in the progression to Misty and Lamar’s joint sexual experience came after Lamar had watched from inches away as Misty climaxed into Emily’s mouth. Once he’d seen her orgasm, he lifted his upper body off of Emily and looked up at Misty, right into her eyes. Those eyes were closer to Misty’s than Emily’s would have been if she’d looked up. Misty didn’t look away. There was a visual and emotional link between them. She felt it when he began thrusting harder into Emily. Not faster, but firmer. Each time he hit bottom, Emily’s lips and tongue pressed harder into her… onto her clit.  Misty felt Lamar fucking her through Emily… and she responded to it.

In just a few minutes her breathing became labored. She was going to climax from feeling Lamar fucking Emily… and she wanted it. Looking deep into Lamar’s eyes, she thrust her hips up. The core of her being wound up tight, then released in waves that spread through her body.  She and Lamar kept that visual link even as wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her. Even before she was done, she heard, saw, and felt him push into Emily as he came hard… and it felt all the world like he was cumming in her. A feeling of oneness with Lamar lodged deep into her soul.

Though they had only been holding hands through the entire episode, the idea crashed into Misty’s mind: she and her brother had just had sex. They had been having sex as surely as if he’d been inside of her… and she’d eaten it up… she‘d relished in it. There was an emotional satisfaction from this that she’d never dreamt possible.  She kept gazing into his eyes as the last of the shocks went through her body. For a long moment, they just lay there, looking at each other. She was sure he felt it too.

Even as she was swallowed up by the emotional high she was experiencing, the magnitude of what they’d done came to her. Things would never be the same between them again. Into her mind came the idea that now they were lovers. But she knew that wasn’t really true. Even had he been inside of her physically, they still would not be lovers, it would be something else. What the name for that would be she didn’t know, but she knew her relationship with her brother had been altered. Even more, given the fact she knew Sarah had wanted this for months, she had no doubt it would happen again.  But now, she needed time to think.

Misty slid out of the bed. Emily softly asked, "Where are you going." Then with a smile, she added, “I thought you were going to let me do that for a full hour.”

Misty was trying not to betray her true feelings, which were confused at best. Part of her wanted to yell at Lamar for getting her into this mess, but a large part of her wanted to get back into bed and continue on… to do more… to do everything. Trying to sound dispassionate, to Emily, she just said, "You did an amazing job, but you did it so well that I need a break. For now, I'm just going down to the pool to relax."

Emily said, "I'll miss you. I liked that… a lot."

Misty wasn't lying when she said "I did too. More than I thought possible." She took the wooden bead bikini bottoms and a towel from the beach bag. Laying the towel over her shoulders to cover her breasts, she headed out. She felt bad for just running off, but she needed time to think.