Samantha's POV
The morning after that first forbidden night, I woke up tangled in sheets sticky with c*m, my brother Sylvester’s and my own. My p***y still throbbed deliciously from how he’d filled me. I stretched, completely naked, and smiled. No shame. Only hunger.
I’m Samantha, twenty-one, and this secluded beach villa had already rewritten everything. Stepping onto the balcony, I saw the others stirring. Everyone was nude now. My stepmom Lisa, walked past with glistening oil on her heavy t**s. “Morning, baby girl. Sleep well after riding your brother?”
“Better than ever,” I replied, voice husky. “I want more.”
Day four set the tone. We abandoned clothes entirely. Constant nudity felt liberating under the blazing sun. We oiled each other by the pool, her hands roaming freely. I pou
