They arrived at the luxurious hotel, where the weather was hot and the sky was completely clear. The remainder of the flight had been uneventful. Debbie advised Matt to get some sleep, as he wouldn’t have the opportunity to rest later that night.

“Hello, welcome to the Five Palms Resort."

“Hello, I have a reservation under the last name Simpson,” Debbie informed the receptionist.

“Here are your wristbands. Would you like a map of the hotel?”

“Oh, that’s fine, thank you! We can explore,” Debbie said with a grin at Matt.

“Your bags will be waiting for you in your room. Enjoy your stay!

“Oh, we will.” Debbie took Matt’s hand, tracing circles with her thumb.

“Don’t you just love the feeling of the sun on your skin?” she asked Matt as they stepped into the sunlight.

“There isn’t a better feeling,” he agreed.

“Oh, I can think of better feelings,” Debbie said with a playful grin.

“Like my cock in your arse?” His cock began to twitch; it was throbbing with desire.

Debbie nodded her head. “Or my tongue swirling around your cock head, or your cock sliding into my wet pussy.” Matt’s cock was now hard; he had to adjust it.

“Not long now, and you can do whatever you want to me,” she said with a wink.

They arrived at their accommodation, which was not just a room but a charming small bungalow featuring a private pool and hot tub. The bedroom boasted a four-poster bed, while the cozy front room included a kitchen with a breakfast bar, a sofa, a fireplace, and a television. As the receptionist had mentioned, their bags were already in the bungalow.

“Oh, this is lovely,” Debbie said as she walked into the bungalow and removed her flip-flops. Matt followed her, his cock rock hard; it took every ounce of his self-control not to pounce on her. He trailed her into the bedroom.

She turned around, sliding her dress off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Standing at the end of the bed, she was completely naked. Matt's mouth fell open at the sight of her. Her nipples were small, a blend of pink and brown. She was completely waxed; her pussy was neat, and Matt could see that she was wet. His cock was rock hard.

Debbie beckoned him forward as she knelt down. He slowly approached her, removing his clothes until he was left in only his boxers. She licked her lips as she grasped each side of his boxers and pulled them down, his cock springing free.

She took hold of the base of his cock, looked into his eye, and slid her tongue around his cock. Matt let out a moan; he couldn’t help himself; he was so horny. Debbie then took his head into her mouth, sucking on it while swirling her tongue around his head. Her hand wanking the shaft of his cock. Her other hand grabbed the side of his thigh.

“Oh fuck, that feels incredible,” Matt moaned. Debbie hadn’t stopped looking into his eyes. Maintaining eye contact, Debbie spat on his cock and spread the saliva over his cock. She gradually took him fully into her mouth.

“Oh god!” Matt moaned again. Debbie slid his cock out of her throat and swirled her tongue around the head before swallowing it again; she didn’t gag. Debbie grabbed both of Matt’s arse cheeks and pulled him towards her.

Matt started to throat fuck Debbie; he did it slowly, making sure she took every inch. Once her lips were at the base of his cock, he would leave it there for a few seconds before pulling it back out. He did this a few times before taking it fully out her throat and mouth, each time Debbie took a massive gasp.

She stood up and began kissing Matt. It was a passionate kiss, filled with longing; they kissed as if their very lives depended on it. To break the kiss, she gently bit his bottom lip and stepped back, crawling onto the bed with her legs apart. Matt could see that she was wet. She beckoned him with her fingers, and Matt crawled between her legs.

He began kissing the inside of her thigh, gradually making his way toward her pussy. He positioned his arms beneath her legs and then over her stomach. He kissed along and above her sex, inhaling her arousal; the sweet scent made Matt's mouth water. It took every ounce of his self-control to refrain from sliding his tongue between her lips and tasting Debbie. He kissed back down the other leg and then back up. His lips were mere millimeters away from her sex when he exhaled, prompting Debbie to let out a soft moan.

Matt couldn’t take anymore, and he slid his tongue between her lips and up and over her clit. Debbie let out a moan and grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair. He then slid his tongue into her pussy, taking all of her sweet juices. Matt slid his tongue up and slowly teased her clit. He started to slowly suck on it; this almost sent Debbie over the edge.

“Oh, Matt, yes, yes, keep doing that.” She grasped his hair with both hands, holding his head in place. “You’re going to make me cum.” She moaned.

Matt continued to stimulate her clitoris.

“Oh fuck.” Debbie exclaimed. “I’m coming!” Matt felt Debbie relax and release his hair. She was panting heavily. He kissed his way up to her, pausing to suck on each nipple. They shared another passionate kiss, the wetness from Debbie’s pussy making it messy.

Debbie grabbed Matt’s cock with one hand and guided it to her entrance. She was so wet his cock just slid in. Her eyes went wide as his cock stretched her pussy. Matt kept pushing until his whole length was inside her.

“Oh, you are so big,” Debbie moaned into his neck, wrapping her arms around his back. Matt began to thrust into her slowly, ensuring that each time he penetrated her fully. He then varied his rhythm, teasing her with just the tip before plunging his entire length into her every few thrusts. Matt could feel Debbie getting wetter and wetter.

“Your pussy feels amazing,” he moaned before they began kissing. Debbie wrapped her legs around Matt’s waist as he thrust deeply into her.

“Oh fuck.” She bit his muscular shoulder. “You’re so deep,” she moane, “yes, keep doing that, continue doing that.”

Matt picked up the pace, fucking her faster. He felt her whole body stiffen. “I’m cumming.” She screamed again. He felt her body relax. He grabbed both her legs and put them over his arms. He then grabbed her shoulder. He pulled her onto his cock while he trusted her.

“You’re so big. So deep,” she moaned. He maintained a steady pace, and it wasn’t long before he felt her body stiffen as an orgasm washed over her. He could feel his balls tighten and his cock get harder. Debbie sensed it.

“Don’t cum yet,” she whispered into his ear. Matt halted his movements and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

“I want you to save it for later. I want you to cum deep inside me later; I want your balls full of cum. I want you to explode inside of me.” 

He got back off the bed and looked at Debbie. Her pussy was covered in her own white cum. He couldn’t quite believe he had just fucked his sister-in-law. Debbie stood up, unashamed of her nakedness, and stretched.

She walked over to Matt, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him into another passionate kiss. 

“I knew your cock would feel amazing inside me,” she whispered, nibbling his ear. “So big and thick; I’ve never been stretched this much. No one has ever gone that deep before.” Matt’s cock softened momentarily but quickly became fully erect again. Debbie grasped it with one hand, slowly stroking him while pulling him in for another kiss. She felt him getting harder and sensed he was close to cumming and stopped, breaking away from the kiss.

“Come on, let’s go sit in the sun; we can try to cool down.” Matt went to his suitcase to retrieve his swimming trunks.

“We have a private pool; I think we should stay nude,” Debbie said with a grin. She walked toward the door, and Matt couldn’t take his eyes off her bare body.

They were lying on the sun loungers, shielded from the outside world. “So, how are you feeling?” Debbie asked Matt.

“I’m frustrated,” he replied.

“Well, you just fucked your sister-in-law; how do you feel about that?” Matt turned his head to look at Debbie. She lay there, eyes closed, basking in the sun.

Matt paused for a moment, realizing he was experiencing a whirlwind of emotions. “Guilty,” he confessed, “but at the same time, I feel alive. I haven’t felt wanted since.” He trailed off.

“Since my sister died,” Debbie replied bluntly. Matt nodded his head.

He could feel the void closing in around him, a dark place he had visited before—a place he did not want to return to. It was always present, lingering just out of sight, ready to envelop him without warning.

“She would want you to be happy.” Debbie’s words brought him back to reality. He turned his head to her; she was now facing him, a look of concern etched on her face.

“Even if that was with her sister?” he asked with a smirk.

She chuckled. “Yeah, I’m not sure about that. But she would want you to be happy.” Debbie stood up and stretched, and Matt’s eyes took in her beauty. “Come on, let’s take a shower,” she said as she walked into the bungalow.