On paper, an all-paid family vacation sounds ideal, but try telling that to my dick.

I don’t go away too often due to my heavy workload and responsibilities, but I couldn’t say no to my in-laws’ offer to take their children and grandchildren on a family trip for the holidays. We packed our bags and headed to the tropics.

The chaos throughout the flight foreshadowed a gloomy start. The children whined, cried, and bitched during the entire four-hour ordeal. I downed a couple of drinks like a college kid, and my half-drunken state made me feel horny. I threw a blanket over my wife and me, then slithered my fingers up her skirt toward her panties. She slapped my hand away, disgusted that I would pull that shit so close to the family. I debated if I should lock myself inside the bathroom to jerk off, but didn’t think I could take it if someone pounded on the door.

When the plane landed, palm trees and limo drivers welcomed us. Once again, the transportation had been covered by my generous in-laws. We checked in at the resort, which had gorgeous ocean views wherever you stood. We had an entire floor. Luckily, there were adjoining rooms, meaning our kids would have their own bed-room while my wife and I could practice innovative sex positions in ours. Lately her sexual appetite had been fading, but I was hoping to shake things up, inside and out.

We got the kids settled in and started unpacking our bags. I was thrilled to see passion in my wife’s eyes. She wanted me. I locked our bedroom door and tossed her on the bed, ripped off her clothes, and slid off her panties. My boner was enormous and needed some instant satisfaction. I knew it would be a quickie, but I would take an appetizer, a starter to the main course.

Her tits rubbed up against my chest while she stroked my cock. I fingered her pussy to get her revved up. Just as I was about to trade in my fingers for my throbbing dick, I heard wailing. My wife’s look of horniness quickly turned to fear. She rolled off the bed, put on her clothes, and rushed out of the room. Turned out my niece had fallen down in the hallway and scraped up her knee. Everyone else had poured out into the hallway, and the moment was lost.

Things went downhill from there.

My son came down with a stomach virus, so instead of screwing my wife to oblivion, I was kicked out of the bed for three nights. Finally, my son was better, and an idea popped inside my head. I convinced my in-laws that my wife and I were feeling under the weather, saying maybe we had caught the bug. They offered to take the kids out to dinner so we could nurse ourselves back to health. And boy, did we.

The moment the hotel door closed, we pounced on each other. I ripped off her panties with my teeth. I licked and probed her pussy. Her juices trickled inside my mouth. I relish in hearing my wife come. Hearing her moan and feeling her body convulse always makes my dick stiff and ready for action. I flipped her over so she was on all fours and drove my cock inside her drenched pussy, fucking her from behind while I lightly slapped her ass. She dared me to fuck her faster and deeper. Now that was the hot bitch I’d married! I tried to keep thrusting and pumping for longer, but I lost it as she moaned that she was coming again. I shot my load on her back.

We fell asleep and faked the extended illness the next day.

— D.W., Wisconsin

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From the December 2015 issue of Penthouse magazine.

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