ETHAN VAN RUSSELL-That Little Yellow Bikini

He could not keep his hands off her. Every chance he could, he kissed or cuddled Donna. He did not care who was around. They were like two high school kids that could not stop.

Now Donna lay on the deck in a skimpy bright yellow two-piece bikini. Her body was amazing. Better than he remembered when she was eighteen. Cocoa brown skin, flat, toned tummy, perky C-cup breast, ass half hanging out the bottom of her suit, legs toned he imagined wrapped around his neck while he was licking her. He was rock hard in seconds just from a glance of her.

He shifted himself in his swim trunks and walked over to her with the wine she requested, scotch on the rocks for him.

"You know, this thing is going to cause problems," he grinned at her and nodded toward her get-up.

She sipped her wine and with a playful tilt of her head said, "What?"

"You can't walk around half-naked and not have me make love to you here, right now."

"Oh," she said, putting her wineglass down. "I need sunscreen, do you mind?"

He was going to lose his mind. He did as told and grabbed the bottle and squirted some on his hands. He gently rubbed it over her back, kneading her skin. The way he was positioned, his rock-hard manhood was grazing her ass.

"Mmmm," she moaned.

Ethan wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and slathered her firm, chocolate thighs. He wanted to bite them. He rubbed the cream all the way down to her feet and gently massaged them.

He made it back up to her butt and made sure all that cheek hanging out was protected. Then he thoroughly did her back.

"Turn over."

She rolled over on her back, looking up at him with a smile. Ethan let out another breath, putting more cream in his hands. He hesitated a moment and she bit her lip.

He touched her flat stomach and rubbed it in circles. He rubbed up to her cleavage and made sure each round mound was protected. He felt her heavy breathing. He could barely contain himself.

"Woman, what are you doing to me?"

He rubbed both arms and started down the front of her thighs.

"Ugh! Get a room," Jennifer said as she walked past them.

Ethan ignored her and took his time with each thigh before doing her legs. Once he covered her body, he hovered above her and kissed her passionately.

"Do we need to finish this in our room?" Donna asked.

"Not after I did all that to keep this body beautiful. Enjoy the sun. Later for that," Ethan said as he lay beside her in the lounger.

TONY JACKSON-Lonely Paradise

He was in paradise. He got to swim in the pool. fish with his grandfather, hang out with his brother, sister, and cousin, and get to know them better. All except Elayne. She still would not speak to him.

He understood her feelings. They were getting pretty close in their secret relationship. Tony could even admit to nearly falling in love. But those feelings weren't true. They were related for fucks sake, the same as he was to Chrissy.

He still thought Elayne was the most beautiful creature. Almost exotic looking with her dark blonde hair and naturally tan skin. She had blue eyes like his father, but her eyes were almost almond-shaped. She looked nothing like her father but like her mother if he could see her before the botox.

Daphne looked even more like her mother. They could be twins. Elayne was unique. He lounged at the pool and watched her swim laps. He should not be looking at his cousin the way he was. She was so graceful. Like a natural-born swimmer.

When she reached the edge of the pool, she pulled out and sat on the ledge, brushing her wet hair back and taking a deep breath. She caught him looking and she smiled at him, and he smiled back.

This was going to be a long vacation.

ELAYNE VAN RUSSELL-Friend Zoned

Ugh! Uncle E and Donna were grotesquely annoying.

Or maybe she was just jealous a bit.

That could have been her and Tony.

Just when the bad girl in her was ready to settle down, an earthquake hit her world and she did not know if she would ever recover.

"Hey," she heard, as she stood at the edge of the deck looking out at the deep blue ocean.

She didn't turn. She knew it was Tony.

"Can you just say something to me? You can't be like this the whole trip."

Elayne had no words. She took a deep breath, took in the ocean, and indeed felt on top of the world.

Tony was right beside her. He was standing so close she could smell him.

"I miss you," she simply said.

"I miss you too."

She inched her hand a bit to his, wrapped her pinky finger around his and he grabbed onto hers. She smiled. He still had feelings for her too.

"I like Ciara. She's cool."

"Yeah, I guess. I hope you can find someone to make you happy too."

"Me too," she said and turned to him with a smile. "Or maybe like your mom and Uncle E."

She turned to watch the two. They were necking and giggling like they were her age.

"It's kind of sick," Tony said.

"No, it's cute. They're so cute."

"I know. But that's my mom! And my dad."

"My mom and dad never act that way."

"Be lucky."

"Uncle E loves your mom."

"I'm happy they worked things out."

"Yeah."

"So are we cool E? Can we be friends? I'd like that."

What more could she ask for?

"Sure...cuzzo," she grinned and hugged him.

"Aaw!" Chrissy said, clapping her hands. "You two are speaking."

Chrissy hugged them both.

"My BFF and my BBFF."

"Huh?" Tony said.

"Best friend forever and my best boy friend forever ...or otherwise known as, my cousin and my brother."

They all laughed.

"Do you see your mom and our dad over there? How cute are they!"

"Totally adorbs," Elayne said. "And Tony, your mom's bod is like...whoa! How old is she?"

"I'm not looking at my mom's body! She needs to put some clothes on."

"When I get to her age, I better look that good," Elayne said. "Without all the work my mom has put in for her body."

MARTY VAN RUSSELL-That Little Yellow Bikini Part II

He could not get his eyes off Donna Jackson in that yellow bikini. When did she get that gorgeous? And that body? Did she get multiple surgeries like his wife to look half her age? For some reason, he knew Donna was natural.

He could not help getting turned on watching his brother and his new little girlfriend making out like teenagers right in front of everyone. He tried looking away. His wife was right beside him but she was too drunk to notice he was lusting after another woman.

When did this happen? When did he want to fuck the brains out of Donna Jackson?

Now he saw what his brother saw in her. Never before was a woman like her his type. He liked them like Jennifer, blonde. Or in other words, white. He had never dated out of his race or even been attracted to a woman outside of his race.

Except now.

"Absolutely disgusting them over there, in front of the children," Jennifer said. "Marty, go fucking calm your brother down. No one wants to see that."

He wondered if Donna was flexible and could do a split while she bounced on his dick.

Or he could bend her over and smack that round ass while he fucked her from behind.

He bet she tasted good.

And sucked a mean dick.

He was going to find out.

Hey readers!

Tony and Elayne...y'all are cousins! So stop it!

But Marty Mar...this newfound attraction to Donna, what are we going to do about this.?

XOXO
Kimberly