At the Ocean’s Edge, the tides bring new sand and life to the beaches of our lives. This is a story that brings a sudden tidal shift to our personal beach as we walk along it. The path ahead becomes unfamiliar and refreshed with new possibilities. We continue walking the path of life even after the latest tidal wave crashes upon our beach. CHAPTER ONE The Ad *** Many years ago, I married the love of my life, Brandie. She’...

It was nearly two months later when we got the final e-mail. Our interest in the fantasy vacation had diminished over time since we hadn’t heard anything. We thought maybe we were taken for personal information and would never know what it was. We thought maybe the process was the experience of going through what we had, selecting family members to fuck. We thought maybe that alone was the concept they expected to fuel pe...

We pulled up to the house after spending the entire trip talking about how nervous we were. The people we were to spend the next six days with were in the house and our vacation was minutes from getting started. I put the car in park and we both just stared at the house. I put my hand on Brandie's knee and said, "It's time to go in, babe. "I'm so nervous!" she squealed as she bounced in her seat a couple times. "Nervous b...

When I woke the following day, Brandie was laying beside me. She was laying flat on her stomach with only a small patch of the sheet covering her leg. I turned and faced her, running my hand over the soft skin that covered her body. I gently touched her ass and squeezed a single cheek. “Mmmm,” she moaned quietly. I kissed her back softly, “Have a fun night?” She rolled over, exposing her breasts to me. “That woman is insa...

We both left the living room after little fanfare and went directly to the bathroom to shower. We both stripped whatever clothes we had left on and dedicated a significant amount of time to caressing each other in the shower. It was loving and magical. Our hands roamed over the other’s body inch by inch without missing a single bit. We kissed more often than we touched, and I don’t know if we ever felt more in love than w...

We spent the evening in a completely platonic conversation. I asked her a lot of questions about her thoughts on incest and we had a terrific discussion about societal expectations regarding inter-family sexuality. We generally had the same views but spoke about varied opinions on how people tend to approach a family member for sex. Our discussion lasted well into the evening, and we ended up falling asleep on our sides,...

I woke up not feeling my absolute best. For some reason, I never thought to bring any kind of medication. I scraped for whatever clothing was immediately available and wandered downstairs. I opened every cabinet in the kitchen looking for Ibuprofen but didn't find any. In lieu of that, I got the biggest cup I could find and filled it with water. The kitchen sink was full of the previous night's dinner dishes and I scoffed...

I put my chin on Angie’s shoulder as I released her tits and put my hands on her hips. “I want you, Angie.” She put her hands on mine and sighed, “Can you continue being gentle with me?” I turned her around to face me. “I’ll never hurt you.” She searched the sincerity I wore on my face. When she found it to be true, she kissed me softly on the lips. “Let’s dry off and go in the bedroom and see what we can do, okay?” She m...

“How do you feel, Angie,” I asked when I felt she was sufficiently aware. I woke up before either of them. I put my hand on Angie’s thigh and gently slid it up her body, trying not to tickle her. I felt no different about having my sister in bed next to me. I felt no different knowing that I had sex with her the night before and came inside her pussy. It was a restrained sort of love I was prohibited from showing until th...