ONE THING LED TO ANOTHER

He closed his eyes and wrapped his palm around his hard cock and imagined what it would be like to have real sex. How wonderful it would be to be sliding his dick into a warm, wet pussy instead of between his cold fingers. Images of the three teen girls in their skimpy bikinis filled his mind, and his cock pulsed, even though one was his eighteen-year-old sister and the other a nineteen and a twenty-year-old cousin. They were still very beautiful. He stroked slowly, wanting to enjoy the little time he had, and felt a drop of pre-cum bubble out.

But suddenly, his quiescent world was disturbed by a creaking sound. His eyes snapped open to find his cousin, nineteen-year-old Gayle, standing beside the bed with an inquisitive expression, her rounded tits bulging from her bikini top. She licked her lips.

He frowned. "No fucking privacy on this boat."

"Mike Robinson, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like?"

He made a move to cover himself.

"Don't put it away. I want to watch."

"What?"

"You heard me. I like to watch a guy jerk off. Please."

Mike glared at her, but he was less annoyed than his expression suggested.

"I know you're staring at my tits," Gayle noted. She lifted her top to expose those nicely rounded orbs.

They were magnificent. How could he refuse her now? Reacquiring his cock with his hand, he resumed stroking, his eyes remaining fixed on her beautiful breasts. After a few tugs, Gayle reached out and cupped his balls. He wasn't expecting that, but it sure felt good.

"Can I have a turn?" she asked, moving her hand up to the base of his shaft.

He frowned, but more as a questioning gesture, and momentarily halted his hand motion.

With her free hand, Gayle removed his from around his cock and replaced it with her own. She stroked at the same slow pace he had. This was awesome. No girl had ever jerked him off. It felt incredible. He couldn't help but moan. Not only that, but he instantly felt the build-up of an orgasm. Seconds later, he shot a massive load.

She continued to stroke him until he had nothing left. He stopped her with a huge grin on her face.

"That was cool!" she said.

"It was wonderful! What—"

"Shhh. You better get cleaned up and back up on deck before someone else comes looking for you."

"What can I do for you?"

"Nothing now. Another time, maybe." And with that, she left.

Mike took a deep breath, almost disbelieving what had just happened. He also quickly realized she was right, so he hurriedly darted into the head to clean up.

This cruise could end up being more fun than he thought.

* * *

The cruise came about because his dad bought their first 4K television six years ago because it was the latest and greatest in TV technology. The problem was, there was very little available Ultra High Definition (UHD) content being broadcast. A friend mentioned that he thought there were 4K videos on YouTube. George Robinson had seen things on YouTube, mostly just when researching something that happened to be explained in a video. It was there he found UHD content. Most of what he saw was just nature; various landscapes and animals in ultra high definition. He and his teenaged son, Mike, and daughter, Adrienne, were amazed at the level of detail, which seemed sharper than the eye could normally see—his wife, Sara, not so much.

Though he hadn't done much of it, George loved sailing. He didn't own a sailboat; couldn't really afford what he wanted. He had a couple of friends with boats who occasionally invited him and the family to go sailing. The teens loved it, and surprisingly, so did his wife. The family even discussed buying their own sailboat. But what they wanted was really beyond what they could afford. So, they looked for sailing videos on YouTube. There were the expected "How to" videos. But what really interested them was coming across videos from a man who had quit his job in tech, sold all his belongings and bought a big ketch, and set out with his brother to leisurely sail around the world.

The entire family became hooked on these weekly videos, and that led to the search for more such adventurers. It turned out that there were quite a few others who had sold everything, purchased sailboats, and took off, chronicling their travels in YouTube videos. George and his two brothers—who married three sisters—and their families—each had a son and daughter—usually all got together most Sundays for family dinners, rotating each week to a different brother's home. Henry and Keith found their brother and his family watching the sailing videos one Sunday and joined them. One thing led to another, and over the next few weeks and months, Sunday dinners turned into watch parties as the extended family used the time to catch up on all the sailing videos they were watching, which at one point totaled thirty.

In addition to the interest in watching all these sailors take them all over the world—the Caribbean, the South Pacific, Southeast Asia, the Mediterranean—the family actually learned quite a bit about how to sail. The idea gradually occurred to them to rent a sailboat for a family vacation. But while it seemed an exciting venture, there was also considerable apprehension. However, there was enough excitement to go through with it.

They decided on a catamaran for a variety of reasons, largely for size and stability. And with size in mind, and the need for accommodations for twelve, they found a Leopard 50 with five staterooms in southern California.

Five staterooms only solved part of the problem. Each husband and wife took one, leaving only two for six kids: the three youngest teens had just turned eighteen, and of the other three, two were nineteen and one was twenty. It was decided that the kids would rotate, with two each sharing a stateroom, and the remaining two would sleep in the salon on the settee that converted into a bed. They would alternate so that all would have a turn in the salon.

They set sail the week after the three youngest graduated high school.

* * *

Moving through the salon to the cockpit of the catamaran, Mike found his mom and two aunts in the galley stowing the provisions they had spent all morning shopping for. All the others were out in the cockpit, mostly sitting and enjoying the sun and sail. His father was at the helm, and uncles Henry and Keith nearby chatting. Mike glanced at Gayle, who offered a barely perceptible smile.

It had been late morning before they were underway, and they had decided on a short cruise the first day to become familiar with the cat and how to operate it. Though they had learned much from watching the YouTube videos, actually sailing it would be a steeper learning curve. Santa Catalina Island was only about thirty miles, so that became their first destination; about a four-hour cruise.

Mike used the time to plot how to get more time alone with Gayle.

A few minutes later, the women emerged from the galley, one with a tray of sandwiches, another with a big bowl of chips, and the last with a tray of glasses of iced tea. It was then that Mike noticed—really noticed—how attractive his aunts, and his mother, were. They all wore bikinis, just like the girls, and each was a match for her daughter. Mike wondered why these women were just now coming to his attention.

As his mother came to him with the tray of sandwiches for him to take one, his eyes became glued to her breasts that looked as though they were ready to spill out of her bikini top. They weren't huge, but they were big enough.

"Something wrong, Mike?" Sara asked. "Did I spill something?"

"Uh, no. Just lost in thought."

Sara nodded, but she knew her son had been staring at her tits. Her immediate thought was that he shouldn't, but she was also pleased that a young man was noticing her. And if that wasn't enough, she glimpsed the bulge in his swimsuit, his erection sending a shiver through her body.

While they all ate, Mike discreetly checked out the other women, his aunts, Gloria, and Regina. They were each probably a year or two younger than his mom, but for all being in their forties, time had not been their enemy. He casually glanced at his other cousin, Cindy, nineteen like him, but a few months older. However, Cindy was on the plump side, but she had nice boobs and was very pretty.

And this led him to Adrienne, his sister. He tried to look at her not as his sister but as a lovely girl who would have easily caught his attention if she were anyone else. But he could not now overlook her as he found attraction to all the females he was related to.

* * *

Life was about as perfect as it could be for George Robinson as he took a sandwich from the tray his wife offered. Of course, he'd seen her in every state of dress and undress in their twenty-two years of marriage, and while she looked fabulous fully clothed or totally nude, somehow, seeing her in this skimpy bikini was actually a huge turn-on. But what was really eye-opening was seeing his sisters-in-law in the same tiny swimsuits. He'd never seen them so scantily clad. He knew they were beautiful women also, but . . . wow! He also couldn't help but notice his nieces, not to mention his daughter. George wondered if all the women and girls had gotten together and decided to find and wear the tiniest bikinis imaginable. He'd never seen any of them so sparsely attired. They might as well not be wearing anything for what the bikinis covered. But he wasn't complaining.

Little did he know his brothers, nephews and his own son were all having similar thoughts.

The women were not immune, either. They noticed each other's husband, who were all wearing swim trunks with no shirts. All were trim with masculine physiques. Being brothers, they resembled one another, which was handsome. And their sons? Chips off the block.

* * *

The sail went smoothly. There was a light chop on the water, which everyone actually enjoyed because it made them feel like they were really at sea. No one became seasick. Arriving at the island, they had done their homework and booked a mooring ball in Avalon harbor in advance. Having seen it done many times in YouTube videos, they had no trouble in grabbing the mooring ball and tying a line to it. It was late afternoon, so they all relaxed, some in the cockpit, and most of the kids on the trampoline at the bow. To celebrate the success of their first sail, the women had bought steaks to grill in anticipation of success and the men grilled them on the outdoor grill. They ate at the outside table in the cockpit, the parents all enjoying adult beverages.

"So, what did you all think about the cruise?" George asked as they dined.

"Spectacular!" Keith said.

"Ditto!" from Henry.

"I loved it," Sara said.

Gloria and Regina agreed.

"It's everything I thought it would be," Gayle chimed in.

"I agree," Mike said, who happened to be sitting next to her.

The other kids all stated their concurrence.

"That's great," George said. "I'm glad everyone liked it. That brings up the next question: where do we go from here? We can remain in this area, spend some time here in Catalina, and hit the other few islands there are around here, or we can head south to Mexico along the coast of Baja California."

"Hawaii," Don, Keith's son, called out.

Everyone laughed.

Henry's son, Eric agreed.

"That's a two-week cruise," George pointed out. "I'm not sure any of us are ready for an undertaking like that our first time out."

"I agree," Henry said. "We only have the boat for a month. We'd have to turn around and come right back."

"Which could take longer than two weeks," Keith added.

"I say Baja," Sara suggested. "Lots of coastline to put ashore if we need to."

"She's right," Regina agreed.

"I would agree with that," Henry said.

"Kids?" George questioned.

"Whatever you guys think," Mike said.

"Ditto," from Gayle.

Cindy and Adrienne went along, with Don and Eric having no choice but to agree.

"That solves one problem," Adrienne noted.

"What's the other?" George asked.

"Us. Six cousins. Only two staterooms."

"And how do we pair off?" Cindy added.

"If you and Adrienne want to share, I'll be odd person out," Gayle offered. "As long as I can have one of the staterooms."

"I don't mind sleeping in the salon," Don said.

"I will, too," Eric said. "If Mike will be odd man out."

All eyes turned to Mike.

Mike was more than agreeable, after this afternoon, but it might not do to seem too eager. He shrugged. "I don't know. Do you snore, Gayle?"

Again, everyone laughed.

"No, I do not," she said defiantly.

"Then, it's settled," George declared. "We can change up tomorrow night, if necessary."

* * *

After dinner was finished and the cleaning up done, the entire family headed up to the raised sun lounge above the cockpit roof to enjoy the sunset over the hills of Avalon. The harbor then lit up with lights from the buildings on shore for a very picturesque scene to end the day. Gradually, two by two the adults retired for the evening. Adrienne and Cindy finally left with Gayle following them, leaving only the three boys.

"If you stay up late, please be quiet when you come to bed," Gayle told Mike.

There was something about the way that she said it that had Mike responding, "I won't be much longer." Of course, he replayed this afternoon in the stateroom many times in his mind, and when he became the odd person out to sleep with her, his imagination went into overdrive.

"Guess I'm ready to turn in, too," Eric said.

"Yeah, let's do it," Don agreed.

"Guess, I will, too," Mike said. He headed down the steps before the other two but glimpsed the grins on their faces. He wasn't sure why they were doing that, so he didn't question it and headed on to the forward stateroom on the port hull. To be polite, he tapped lightly on the door.

"Come."

Not knowing what to expect and suddenly nervous, Mike entered slowly. Gayle was sitting on the edge of the bed still in her bikini.

"I was hoping you wouldn't be long," Gayle said.

Mike merely nodded.

"Nothing to say?"

"This is actually awkward."

"Why?"

"I've never slept with a girl before," Mike admitted.

"I'm just your cousin. We've known each other forever."

"So, how do we do this?"

"Sleep? The usual way. Lay down close your eyes."

"Oh, is that how it's done?"

That broke the ice a little bit and they both laughed.

"Are you sleeping in pajamas?" Mike asked.

"As opposed to?"

"What you have on?"

With a shake of her head, Gayle said, "I've been in this most of the day. I don't think it would be comfortable to sleep in. I'm going to wear my pajamas. You?"

"I usually just sleep in boxers."

"Okay." She removed her bikini top.

"Whoa! What are you doing?"

"Putting my pajamas on," Gayle said as though they hadn't just discussed it. "You've already seen my tits."

"That's all."

"You afraid to see more?"

"I guess not."

Gayle was amused at his modesty as she untied her bikini bottom. To tease him, she took her time putting on her pajama bottoms on. She could see the bulge in his swimsuit. "You going to change?"

"In a bit."

"Don't want me to see your boner again?"

"Uh . . . uh . . ."

"I can see you have one and you weren't shy this afternoon."

"You walked in on me."

Gayle slowly pulled up her short pajama pants and matching button-up top. "Okay. I'll go to bed then. Which side did you want?"

"Doesn't matter."

Gayle climbed onto the left side of the bed. As she was facing away from him, Mike quickly shed his swimsuit. He shouldn't have been surprised when she quickly turned around. "You should really be proud of that thing."

Mike looked down at his hard cock. "What do you mean?"

"Most guys would kill to have a dick like yours. Big and straight."

"What do you know about dicks?"

"I know that I like them."

"You really think its big?"

"Big enough for me."

"I don't know how to respond to that."

"Just come to bed."

With a shrug, Mike grabbed his boxers, slipped them on, and crawled onto his side of the bed. He lay on his back as Gayle turned on her side to face him. Not expecting that, Mike twisted his head toward her. She hadn't buttoned her top completely so most of her breasts were exposed.

She could see him looking at her tits. "You can touch them, if you like."

Mike's eyes went wide. "What's going on here?"

With a heavy sigh, Gayle said, "Well, if you have to ask . . ." She shook her head. "We're going to be on this cruise for a month. You didn't last more than a couple of hours before you had to whack off."

"You were all so hot in your bikinis."

"Is that all it took? You realize this is probably how we'll be dressed for most of the trip?"

"I haven't really thought about it, but I guess you're right."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Be more careful?" he answered with a grin.

"Or we could help each other," Gayle suggested.

Mike was not as aloof as the impression he might have been giving her. After her willingness to help him this afternoon and her unpretentiousness in changing into her pajamas, not to mention offering him her tits, he sensed where this might be going, but since she was his cousin and they would be together for the next month, and a misinterpretation could lead to a family scandal, he didn't want to misconstrue her intentions. "What are you suggesting?"

"Wouldn't you agree that sexual release is much more satisfying with someone else?"

"So, you want us to help each other get off?" he deduced.

"Would be fun, don't you think?"

"No doubt. What do you want to do?"

"Have you ever eaten pussy?"

"Not really."

"Not really? Either you have or you haven't."

"I haven't actually. I've seen videos."

"You watch porn?"

He shrugged. "Is that bad?"

"It could be good if you learned from it."

"Want me to show you?"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Gayle responded with a grin.

Mike moved into position as Gayle pushed her pajama pants down. At her knees, Mike grabbed the shorts and tugged them the rest of the way off. She quickly spread her legs as he moved his face in closer. He was actually very excited about doing this. Having watched numerous porn videos about it, Mike had always found cunnilingus to be extremely erotic and had been eager to do it. His last girlfriend wouldn't let him. She wouldn't let him do much of anything.

Now face to face with Gayle's shaved pussy, he took a moment to examine a real vagina up close. This one was really a work of art. Dainty. The delicate folds of her labia. So symmetrical. The glistening drops of liquid peeking out of the soft pink skin closed tightly to hide the love tunnel inside. The little hood protecting her clit.

Mike gently ran the tip of his tongue along her slit until it made contact with that tiny white button, sending a shiver throughout her body.

"Mmmm. That's good. Just like that," Gayle purred. "You have learned."

He didn't respond, choosing to use his mouth for the task at hand. He just wanted to feel his tongue against her pussy, so he simply licked. He drove the tip into her slit, separating it, feeling the moisture. It was surprisingly tasty. Sliding his tongue further into her hole, he wiggled it around.

Gayle giggled.

Flicking her clit caused her to moan. Eating pussy was everything he thought it would be. He did everything to her he had seen in videos. It had her squirming, occasionally clamping her creamy thighs against his face, and that was also strangely nice. A moment later, she moaned loudly as her orgasm took over.

"Shhh!" he warned, and she quieted down.

She grabbed his head and held it tightly against her pussy. He continued his tongue movement until she pushed his head away, her climax finished, her snatch sensitive. "You were fantastic!" Gayle exclaimed in a loud whisper. Again, grabbing his head, she pulled him by it up until his face was even with hers. She pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss.

Mike hadn't expected that, but enjoyed it nonetheless. She was a good kisser.

Gayle reached down with one hand in an attempt to push his boxers down. Eager to free his aching boner, he helped, kicking his boxers off. Without their lips parting, she rolled them over until she was on top. Sitting up, she positioned her pussy over his shaft, her labia spreading over it. She then slid up and down his dick, her juices coating his rod.

What an incredible feeling, he thought, having seen this done in videos also. He was so horny now, he reached up and unbuttoned the rest of her top and then pawed her tits. They felt wonderful, jiggling in his hands. All this sensory activity was overloading his mind. It took only minutes for his cock to start spurting a stream of jism on his abdomen. And if that wasn't enough, she used her finger to swipe up some semen to taste it. When she was certain he was done, she scooted down his legs, bent over and licked up the puddle of pearly, white liquid. Her tongue also cleaned the head of his dick.

"Holy shit!" he said.

Sitting back up, Gayle grinned with traces of sperm on her lips. She then licked it off with her tongue.

Easing off him, she lay on her side facing him. "That was amazing!"

"You're telling me! You've done this before," Mike deduced.

"I had a boyfriend before we left on this cruise," Gayle mentioned. "He wasn't happy when I told him I'd be gone for a month. He didn't want me to go. But I wanted this cruise more than him, so we broke up."

"That sucks. Was it a serious relationship?"

"No. Truthfully, it was mostly just sexual. We had fun together. But now, you and I can have fun together. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"I was dating a girl. It wasn't serious. It didn't last. We stopped seeing each other a while back. So, how can we have fun together with ten other people on this boat?" Mike wanted to know.

"We can continue to sleep together," Gayle suggested. "If the others are content with the sleeping arrangements, you and I won't be the ones to suggest changing. We might have to occasionally sleep in the salon, but we can work around that."

"Okay."

"Much as I would love for us to sleep naked, we should put our pajamas back on in case someone decides to check on us during the night."

"Good idea."

* * *

The sound of activity awoke Gayle in the morning. An orgasm always helped her to sleep well. She glanced over at Mike still sleeping soundly and wished she could play with his magnificent cock before getting up but knew she shouldn't. So, she eased out of bed, slipped on panties, shorts, bra, and a tank top, visited the head and then went up into the salon. The moms were preparing breakfast. The dads were out on deck preparing to sail, and Don and Eric were mostly awake having returned the settee to a dining table, but their demeanor suggested they did not sleep well. A few minutes later, Adrienne and Cindy appeared, and lastly Mike.

"Good morning, everyone!" Gayle offered cheerily.

She received only mumbled replies.

"Breakfast is ready," Sara announced. She obviously had her bikini on but covered it with a beach jacket. Gloria and Regina were similarly attired. Adrienne and Cindy were back in their bikinis, and all the boys were in their same swim trunks. "Adrienne, go tell your dad and uncles to come in for breakfast.

Once they were all seated around the table, George asked, "Everyone sleep well?"

"The boat rocked too much," Cindy complained.

"But the bed was comfortable," Adrienne added.

"So was the settee," Eric added. "I guess a slept okay."

"The lights from the shore lit up the salon," Don pointed out.

"You could have closed the shutters," his dad, Keith, pointed out.

"I will tonight. Was too lazy to get up."

Gayle and Mike glanced at each other and smiled.

"How about you, Gayle?" her mother, Gloria, asked.

"I slept well. Didn't even hear Mike come to bed."

"I tried to be quiet," Mike said, picking it up. "I guess we didn't disturb each other because I slept good, too."

"There will be time for naps during the day," George said. "We'll get underway after breakfast."

During clean up after the meal, Gloria pulled Gayle aside. "How was it really, sleeping with Mike?"

She shrugged. "Just as I said. No problems."

"He didn't try anything, did he?"

"Try anything? What do you mean?"

"Did he try to touch you or anything like that?"

Gayle had not anticipated an interrogation like this. It hadn't even occurred to her that her mother would be concerned about her sleeping with her male cousin. Thinking quickly, she responded, "I would have kicked him in his balls if he had." But neither did she want to overplay it. "No, he kept to himself."

"Okay. Good."

And a while later, Sara got Mike alone. "So, was it really okay sleeping with Gayle?"

Likewise, Mike had not expected to be questioned. He frowned. "Yeah. Why?"

"Just curious. You didn't try to touch her, did you?"

"Touch her? How do you mean?"

"She's an attractive girl."

Mike made a distasteful face. "She's also my cousin."

"Okay. Well, you might be stuck sleeping with her."

"Oh? Why?" He tried to show some concern.

"Adrienne told your dad and me she'd rather not have to sleep with Don or Eric."

"Really?" Mike didn't know whether to be surprised or not. He shrugged. "Well, the first night wasn't a problem. I guess we'll just have to see how it goes."

* * *

There was enough of a breeze to push them along at five knots with just the main sail up. Once again, everyone sat around the cockpit enjoying the cruise with the men taking turns at the helm.

Mike and Gayle periodically exchanged glances with one another, offering each other the briefest of smiles.

A while later, they found themselves alone on the seats on the starboard side of the rear of the boat. Keith was at the helm. His children, Cindy and Don were chatting with him, and the others were all inside the salon either using the head or getting something to drink.

Gayle turned to port and pointed to the distant California coast. "Just pretend I'm showing you something," she told Mike.

"Okay," he answered with some curiosity.

"I thought you should know, my mother questioned me about us sleeping together. She wanted to know if you tried to touch me."

"Hmmm. My mother asked if I tried to touch you."

"Really? It never occurred to me that they would be concerned. What did you say?"

With a frown of facetiousness, Mike said, "I told her it was the best pussy I'd ever eaten."

Glancing at the others to make sure no one was watching, Gayle smacked Mike on his arm.

Shaking his head in stupefaction, Mike said, "I said, yuck, she's my cousin. I think she accepted it."

"I said if you had tried something I would have kicked you in the balls."

"Well, you did grab them."

"Be serious, Mike," Gayle urged with a frown. "We need to be careful."

"Oh, really? No shit."

A while later, most everyone was back in the cockpit, so Mike went inside to use the head. Between thinking about last night with Gayle and all the females in bikinis, he felt charged up enough to jerk off, but he didn't, opting to store it up for whatever might be in store for tonight. Back in the salon, he decided to go out into the small forward cockpit. A few minutes later, his sister joined him.

"How was it really sleeping with Gayle?" Adrienne asked.

With a shake of his head he said, "Oh, not you, too."

"What do you mean?"

"Mom already questioned me. Wanted to know if I tried to touch her."

Adrienne giggled. "Really? Did you?"

He shot her a curt look. "No."

"Why? She's hot."

"She's also our cousin. Did mom put you up to this?"

Now, Adrienne laughed. "No. Mom might have asked because I told her and dad I'd rather not have to sleep with Eric or Don."

"Yeah. She told me. Why?"

"They just keep looking at me. Creeps me out. So, I thought if you didn't mind sleeping with Gayle again, everything could stay the same. That's why I asked how it was."

Mike couldn't help eying his sister's tits while they talked, having not realized how nice—both size and shape—they were. Although, because of what she'd just revealed, he tried to be as unobtrusive as possible. But then, he had to tell her: "They keep looking at you—and all the females—because no one was expecting all of you to wear such skimpy bikinis. Hell, even I have been watching you."

Adrienne's eyes went wide. "You have? You think I'm attractive?"

"Well, I've never seen . . . this much of you."

She looked down at herself. "I do have nice tits, don't I? We all went shopping together. But there was no conscious effort to buy skimpy bikinis. We all just liked the same thing. Gayle has nice tits, too, doesn't she?"

Thinking his sister might be baiting him, Mike noted, "You all have nice tits. Mom, Regina, and Gloria, too. Even Cindy."

Adrienne thought about that for a few seconds. "Yeah. I guess they do. So, you don't mind sleeping with Gayle and her nice tits again?"

Shaking his head, Mike said, "I'll make the sacrifice for you."

* * *

Lunch came and went, and as much as both Mike and Gayle had looked forward to this cruise, once at sea, with the wind and waves cooperating, it was still somewhat exciting, but also on the boring side. Sitting and watching was pretty much all there was to do. However, the two cousins now had something else—perhaps even more exciting—to look forward to: going to bed together.

And because of their mothers' interrogations, they dared not spend too much time alone together.

It was just after sunset when they pulled into Mission Bay in San Diego, and for the first time, dropped anchor. All the standard tests proved that the anchor was holding. And that was the most excitement they had all day.

Enlisting the assistance of their daughters, the moms had a spaghetti dinner prepared by the time the catamaran was at rest. So, they all sat to have dinner. Fortunately, no one brought up sleeping arrangements during the meal, as apparently, all were content with the way it was. This was further evidenced when Eric pulled Mike aside to ask if he minded sleeping with Gayle again. Mike heaved a sigh as though giving in, and said okay.

The six kids were tasked with cleaning the galley while the adults sipped sundowners on the upper sun deck.

Sara asked Gloria: "Are you okay with the sleeping arrangements? None of the kids asked for changes."

"I guess," Gloria responded.

"What are the two of you talking about?" her husband, Henry, asked.

Acting as though she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar, Gloria said, "I asked Gayle if Mike tried—"

"You didn't?" George asked.

"If Mike tried what?" Henry wanted to know.

"You know," Gloria said, "Tried to touch her."

"Touch her?" Henry repeated. "You mean, like . . . sexually?"

Looking guilty, Gloria merely nodded.

"You really think he would do that?" George asked.

Now, Gloria simply shrugged. "Just wanted to be sure."

"Jesus, Gloria, she dated that asshole, whatever his name was, and you didn't seem worried about him. You don't think she fucked him? She's twenty years old," Henry said.

"The bigger issue," Keith spoke up, "is they're all eighteen and older. I'm sure their hormones have all kicked in, and we can't watch them all the time."

"So, you're saying it's okay if Mike and Gayle . . ." she shrugged. "You know."

"They both said they slept without bothering each other," Regina added. "So, either they really did, or they're covering up something else. And if that's the case, they're never going to admit anything."

"So, you wouldn't have any problem with Cindy sleeping with Mike or Eric?"

"Not at all," Regina said.

"You're saying I should just let it happen?" Gloria deduced.

"I'm saying, I don't think you have a choice," Regina clarified. "Besides, don't act like you're not a horny bitch. And don't forget all the things we did in our younger days."

Now, it was Sara's turn. "Alright. Let's all calm down. The kids—I can't believe I'm calling them kids—are going to be together for a month, and as Keith said, we can't watch them all the time. I think unless one of them comes to one of us and, you know, says something has happened, or we actually witness something, then we just need to trust them."

"I agree," Keith said.

"So, do I," Regina agreed.

"Ditto," George said.

"Gloria?" Henry asked.

"Okay," she reluctantly agreed.

"Then we all concur," Henry summarized.

* * *

Fortunately, after the long day of sailing, everyone was ready for bed early. The adults paraded through the salon just as the kids were finished cleaning.

The parents stopped to face the kids, causing the latter six to show some concern.

To their questioning expressions, George said, "Sea World is just across the channel on the other side of that marina," he noted, pointing eastward. "Any of you interested?"

They all answered affirmatively.

"It'll take two trips in the dinghy," George added, "to get us all there. "We'll leave after we're all up and have had breakfast."

After that, they all headed off in different directions to their staterooms. Mike glimpsed Gloria walk past Gayle and give her a stem look. Over in their stateroom, he told his cousin, "I saw that."

Gayle merely shook her head. "It's almost as though she doesn't trust me."

"More likely us."

"More likely," Gayle agreed. "We just need to be very careful."

"I don't know what you were thinking for tonight, but we don't need to, you know, tempt fate."

"Are you kidding? You were too good eating my pussy last night. That's all I've been looking forward to all day."

"Your turn to shower," Mike reminded. "Better go before anyone gets suspicious."

Even though the catamaran had a water maker, it was decided one in each stateroom would shower at night, and the other in the morning.

Gayle grimaced. "You're right."

She was barely gone for ten minutes.

"That was quick," Mike observed.

"I'm horny. What can I tell you?"

"How did you get to be so—" he shrugged "—sexual? I've never known a girl who was so . . . you know."

"Probably hereditary."

"What does that mean?"

"It means I probably get it from my parents. They fuck like rabbits. They're probably fucking right now."

"Really?" Mike was astonished. "Then why was your mom so concerned about me touching you?"

"I have no fucking idea." She stripped out of the pajamas she'd donned after showering, crawled up onto the bed, laid on her back, and spread her legs. "Now, would you please take care of me?"

"With pleasure."

Mike was between her legs almost before she finished talking.

The instant his tongue touched her clit, she moaned. "Mmmm."

Her pussy was nice and juicy, and he wondered if it was because of her shower or her natural juices. Taste quickly told him it was her. It was delicious. He wondered why he would think that pussy juice was delectable, but it was. He tried to get clever with his tongue action: licking, zig-zagging, nibbling her clit, jabbing her hole; she even tricked him by pulling her legs back which lifted her butt causing him to swipe her perineum and her anus. He quickly realized that the latter was clean from her shower and there was something erotic about licking that puckered little hole. He surprised her by continuing his tongue action on it.

"Oh, Mike, that's fantastic!"

Returning to her sweet pussy, he concentrated on her clit until she started thrashing about as her orgasm built. She was definitely horny because her climax happened quickly as evidenced by her grabbing his head and pressing it into her crotch. It almost became difficult for him to breathe, but to have his face pressed against this sugary snatch was worth any discomfort.

Almost before her orgasm had completely subsided, she grabbed his underarms to pull him up to mash their lips together where she kissed passionately and licked her juices off his lips. This aroused Mike so much, he felt as though his hard cock had grown another inch. She kissed with intensity, jabbing her tongue as far into his mouth as she could, and licking his tongue and teeth.

What an incredible woman to essentially be his first. If only they didn't have to be so secretive.

So randy was she, Gayle didn't even stop to catch her breath before rolling them over. Now on top of him, they were in the same position as last night when she rubbed her pussy against his cock.

"Oh, yeah, do that again," he urged.

"We'll get to that."

Scooting down, he felt his dick in her cleavage between her big tits. He tried to pump, but she wasn't there long enough before she held his rod in her fist, and to his surprise and complete satisfaction, shoved as much as she could in her mouth.

"Mmmm," he moaned, stifling it as much as he could.

Gayle sucked his cock like she knew what she was doing. It didn't matter. No one had ever done this to him, and he felt like his head was going to explode. This was the most incredible feeling he had ever experienced. As she sucked, she cupped his balls in her hand and gently rolled them around. He almost shot a load when she took one testicle and then the other in her mouth and sucked those.

Mike whimpered like a little girl.

Gayle obviously had her own agenda because she pulled herself back up to slide her juicy pussy on his well lubricated dick. As much as he had liked this last night and hoped for her to do it again, sucking him a little longer would have been nice. But he realized they needed to be careful, and that included moving their activity along, not to mention she seemed to like moving quickly.

She was actually sitting up slightly to put her in the right position for her slide job. She seemed to be taking wider strides tonight to cover his entire shaft, even his balls, and it was absolutely amazing.

Mike wanted to close his eyes and concentrate on enjoying the sensation, but he also wanted to gaze up at Gayle's beautiful face and her magnificent dangling tits almost in his face. He lifted his head to latch on and suck a nipple.

"Mmmm," she moaned.

When he lowered his head again, she leaned down pressing her breast to his face. He received the message and sucked her nipples again.

And then, in lowering her body, to match boobs to mouth, she eased forward. In that instant, she was in position for his cock to easily slide into her very wet pussy.

Gayle halted, and they stared at each other, both with wide eyes, but she didn't pull out. Instead, she grinned. "Oh, yeah."

"Are you sure?" Mike asked.

"Oh, yeah! You?"

"I guess if you are."

"Your first time?"

Mike nodded in embarrassment.

"Just enjoy it." Gayle sat up to ride him.

If Mike though his head would explode when she sucked him, now, with his cock inside the incredible softness of her pussy, he thought he might pass out. Real sex was everything he thought it would be, and more. He picked his hips up to meet her thrusts.

Gayle had considered going all the way with Mike but had not completely decided. She'd had sex a few times with her previous boyfriend, but instinctively, she knew he wasn't the best. Once she saw Mike's cock, she knew he had potential, but she wasn't sure on this boat with ten other people, any one of which could come barging in at any time, was the right place. But fate had other plans. And the instant he accidentally slipped in, she knew it would be good—and it was—and that she wanted it to continue. He filled her as she thought she should be filled. His dick touched every inch inside her vagina, and it felt wonderful. More so than it ever had.

There was still the fear of someone walking in on them, but it felt too good to hurry. It felt so good that Gayle's orgasm started to build almost immediately. She lowered her upper body to place her face beside Mike's. "I'm gonna come again. And it's going to be massive!" She'd buried her face in the pillow beside Mike's head to muffle her verbal expression of this explosive climax. She complimented this with hard grinding on his dick.

For Mike, that actually felt good.

A moment later, Gayle's entire body trembled, and he felt her muscles tighten, as wheezing sounds escaped her lips.

It was also becoming all Mike could do to hold his orgasm. When Gayle's finally finished and pulled out, she heard the muffled groaning from his throat.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm ready to come—"

"Not in me." She didn't let him finish before scooting down. His first spurt hit her chin, but then she covered his dick with her mouth, and he blasted her throat with thick, pearly cum. He lifted his head to see his dick hidden in her mouth and her cheeks puff as she swallowed his load. That in itself was amazing.

Lifting her head up, the drop of jism was still on her chin, but didn't seem to bother her. Mike also noticed her lips smeared with semen, and when she smiled, there was some on her teeth. What he didn't expect was for her to swoop in and press her lips to his. At first, he was put out that she would kiss him with his own cum still in her mouth, but the kiss was so deep and sensual that he quickly ignored it and enjoyed the lip lock.

When she broke the kiss, he had to ask, "Seriously? With my own cum?"

Gayle grinned. "Fucking erotic, wasn't it? Oh, did I tell you? I'm a little kinky."

"A little?"

"Get used to it if you want more of this pussy."

"I do."

"I thought you might." Gayle eased off the bed. "I'm glad the door to the head is in the stateroom." She entered to shower and quickly clean up.

When she finished, Mike went in. Gayle was asleep when he returned to bed.

* * *

The person in the hallway grinned and tiptoed away.

* * *

When Mike awoke the next morning, Gayle was still in bed on her side, facing him, her head propped up in the palm of her hand.

"Good morning," she whispered with a warm smile.

"Good morning," he said back in the same tone.

She took his hand and placed it on her breast, moving it around to get him to play with it.

"I don't think we have time," Mike pointed out.

"No. We don't. But I like you playing with my tits."

"Thanks. Now I'll have a hard on all day."

"But think about what you'll have to look forward to tonight."

He got an erection just imagining what she might have in store.

"It's your turn to shower," she reminded, rubbing his cock. "Might want to make it a cold one."

He chuckled.

"I just wanted to tell you if we get a chance to be together today, that would be fun. Maybe we'll be able to sit together on rides."

"We can try."

* * *

In the shower, Mike glanced down at his erection from fondling Gayle's breast. He considered jerking off, but after his first time fucking last night, he didn't think it would be as fulfilling. Besides, it kept getting better every night with Gayle, so he wanted to save himself to see what would happen tonight.

He was also feeling something this morning he had not felt previously. Of course, he felt wonderful. There was nothing else like real sex. But he also felt something else he had never before felt, and he wondered if he could be falling in love with his cousin. Could he really fall in love with her? He had never been in love before, so he wasn't really sure what it felt like. Or was it just some kind of infatuation because she was his first? Did he dare even talk to her about it?

* * *

After a day and a half at sea, it was nice to have a day on land. They'd all been to one of the other Sea World parks, but it was still fun to visit this one. The "kids" were all eager to ride the rides, particularly the roller coasters, of which there were several. The parents tagged along, but none had any interest in the thrill rides. Sailing was enough of a thrill for them.

The kids got in line for their first coaster ride, and when it was their turn to board, they naturally paired up with their cabin mate. This suited Gayle and Mike nicely.

Of course, Gloria noticed the pairings also and commented to Sara.

Sara merely shrugged. "They are closest in age."

After lunch, the adults separated from the kids. The former group wanted to see the shows while the latter wanted to ride more rides. They met up again for dinner in the early evening before the dinghy rides back to the boat. Once the dinghy was secured, they all watched the sun set, and after their busy day, all headed for their cabins.

* * *

This was their third night on the catamaran, and by now, sleeping arrangements were set. There had been no further discussions since the first night, so Gayle and Mike heading to their cabin at the same time did not raise eyebrows. What would have been questionable was once the two cousins were in their cabin and the door closed, Gayle instantly embraced Mike and they engaged in a passionate kiss. His dick instantly sprang to attention, and she did not hesitate to reach down and rub it through his pants.

Breaking the kiss off, Gayle asked, "Want to fuck me? The right way."

"What was wrong with last night?"

"It just happened. We didn't plan to do it."

"It's different when you plan it?"

Gayle climbed onto the bed and sat on her haunches. She pulled Mike up for a kiss. He had to sit similarly, and he rubbed his hands on her bare thighs. Her hand went immediately to his crotch to rub his hard cock through his pants. A few seconds later, she turned onto her hands and knees and twisted her head to maintain the kiss. Mike's hand went between her legs to finger her wet pussy.

Swaying her ass, she suggested, "Be inventive."

So, he eased off the bed and buried his face in the crack of her butt, letting his tongue go to work between her legs.

Amid her moaning, she uttered, "Mmmm, yeah, that's good."

He managed to take swipes at her pussy also and dragged his tongue from there over her perineum and anus. For good measure, he gently swatted her butt cheek, and then used his finger on her clit, and to her surprise and delight, he rubbed her puckered asshole.

"Ooh," she giggled.

He considered sliding his finger in that rear orifice, but didn't, thinking that might be a bit much.

Gayle then turned around, pushed Mike's pants down, grabbed his dick and shoved it into her mouth. She took in as much as she could, but dared not attempt to deep throat it because of his size. But she would have loved to do that, and decided she would work toward that in the future. But not tonight. She had more urgent needs. She used her hands to stroke him as she sucked and rubbed the head against the inside of her cheek.

This felt as amazing as it had last night. He was certain it wouldn't happen tonight, but eventually, he hoped she'd let him come in her mouth.

And he was right. After she had his rod covered in a thick layer of saliva, she pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed where she straddled his lap and fed his dick into her desirous pussy. Forget coming in her mouth; this was where he wanted to be. She bounced up and down slowly and he had to use his arms to lean on to hold his upper body up. He leaned in to suck her tits, and then leaned back to watch her fuck him. She then bent forward to kiss him, and with her "be inventive" suggestion in mind, he turned her over onto her back, his cock never leaving her pussy, and pumped her.

He sat up on his haunches for good penetration, but quickly used his arms to push her legs back and up almost against her boobs. As her fucked her, his mind ran through positions he had seen in videos to use one that fit.

Gayle put her legs together and rested her feet on his shoulder. This made her pussy seem even tighter. Fortunately, she was so wet, his thrusts were easy.

So, all the while, she was emitting little moaning sounds but trying to keep them on the quiet side.

Mike grabbed her ankles and held her legs apart. He liked being able to look down at his dick sliding in and out of her pussy, the little hood of her clit rubbing against his shaft. He smiled at also watching her tits jiggle back and forth. He leaned over to kiss her, but after that, she wanted a position change, so she got up on her hands and knees so he could do her doggy style. He grabbed her hips as he pumped her. She was introducing him to different positions. After a few minutes, she lifted herself up, squatting against him, twisting her head so they could again kiss. He held her tits in a hand bra.

This position was awkward, so Gayle twisted both of them to lay on their sides, where he re-entered her from behind. In this position, he was able to plant little kisses on her neck and shoulders. It tickled her and she giggled. He was also able to fondle her tits, which he knew she loved.

Being as horny as she always seemed to be, he could tell that she had an orgasm building. She grabbed his arm and pulled it around her for him to hold her tightly, and she backed into his thrusts as a way to urge him to fuck her harder. He did and she grabbed a handful of the bed sheet and stuffed it into her mouth to muffle the sounds of her climax as she came. She shivered against him, and he felt her tense up as she was finishing.

"Damn, that was good," Gayle whispered, as Mike continued to thrust slowly, just enough to maintain his erection.

It actually felt good to slide in and out of her at this unhurried pace. His hands were still cupping her tits and it was nice to continue fondling them. He still placed kisses on her neck and back. He wasn't in a real hurry to come. Everything else he was doing was almost just as satisfying.

The cousins were now extremely relaxed.

And then there was a light knock on the door. Before they could even react, it opened, the intruder entering. "I knew it!" Quickly closing the door behind her, Cindy stepped into the stateroom, instantly observed what was going on, and said, "I knew it!"

Gayle and Mike were the proverbial deers in headlights.

"Uh, uh," Gayle stuttered. "This . . . this—"

"Don't say it's not what it looks like," Cindy cut her off. "Because it's exactly what it looks like."

Gayle shrugged. One thing led to another. So, what are you going to do?" she asked, in defeat.

Cindy stepped closer to the bed. "I want to play, too. I'll keep your secret."

"Is that a threat?" Gayle wanted to know.

With a smile, Cindy clarified, "Oh, no. I didn't mean it to sound that way. I just showered, and the bad thing about showering at night is it wakes me up. Adrienne is sound asleep, and I saw your light on and . . . I'm just . . . I'm horny, too. We're going to be stuck on this boat for a month. We need to find something to do to entertain ourselves. You two have already found it. Please let me join in. You won't regret it." She looked at Gayle. "I do girls, too."

Gayle felt Mike's dick pulse inside her. She was sure his mind was conjuring an image of that. "I've never done it with a girl," Gayle revealed.

"I've rarely done it with a guy," Cindy admitted.

"Are you a lesbian?" Mike had to ask.

"No, I'm fat," Cindy sadly said. "Most guys aren't interested in me . . . unless I offer to blow them. But I have some female friends who are . . . fat also, so we help each other."

Gayle suddenly felt sorry for her cousin. She could feel Cindy's . . . pain? "You're not fat. You're—"

"Pleasingly plump," Mike said."

"Pleasingly plump?" Cindy repeated.

"Yeah," Mike said. "Gayle's right. You're not fat. If I'm being honest, you're on the chubby side."

"But you do have a feminine figure," Gayle added, truthfully.

"And you're cute," Mike added. "And you have beautiful blue eyes, and long dark hair."

Cindy lit up at the compliments. "Thanks. No one's ever told me that. So, you'll fuck me?"

But Mike was not quick to answer. He'd walked into that one.

"Of course, he'll fuck you," Gayle said.

"How about you?" Cindy asked.

Now, it was Gayle's turn to be hesitant.

"That ought to fit into your kinky play book," Mike pointed out.

"Kinky play book?" Cindy questioned.

"She told me she was kinky."

Cindy's face formed a wide grin. "I like the sound of that. I like kinky also." She quickly shed her shorty pajamas and climbed onto the bed.

Gayle watched curiously, and Mike was pleasantly surprised by his cousin's naked body. She was exactly as he had described her: plump, chubby. Nowhere near fat. She had nice tits that were on the small side for her body, but big enough, and not sagging or droopy like many overweight women.

Mike's cock was still in Gayle's pussy. Cindy tenderly cupped his balls, fondling them as she leaned in to lick the part of his shaft that was not embedded in Gayle, and dragged her tongue up to also lick Gayle's clit. With her other hand, she reached up to caress one of Gayle's tits.

Mike and Gayle both moaned their pleasure.

Cindy then pulled Mike's cock free and fed it into her mouth and down her throat.

"Oh, fuck!" Mike couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn!" Gayle commented. "I can't even do that."

Cindy was actually enjoying sucking Mike's cock. It was just right for her skill set. Knowing it had just been in Gayle's pussy, and seeing how juicy that twat looked, she switched from mouth to hand on her male cousin and suctioned her lips to her female cousin.

Gayle audibly sucked in her breath when she felt the touch of Cindy's tongue. Being admittedly kinky, it didn't bother Gayle to have her pussy licked by another woman, particularly considering how good Cindy seemed to be at it.

It had occurred to Mike several times how his sexual life had kept getting better each day. And now, on the third day, he had graduated to two girls. Was life going to get any better? But it wasn't all just about the sex. He was definitely getting to know some of his cousins better. They'd all always been close. His dad and his dad's brothers had always been close, and with the wives being sisters, they'd always made certain their kids were close. Being the third oldest, Mike had watched Gayle grow and develop. She'd always been attractive, so it was no surprise she was now a beautiful young woman. How lucky was he to be able to fuck her?

Cindy was second after Mike. He'd watched her grow also. And grow and grow. It really wasn't until teen age that she "filled" out. She'd always been nice, and cute with those big, blue eyes. But he'd not gotten to know her much more than that. They rarely hung out at family gatherings. She'd kind of kept to herself. Who knew that she—and Gayle—would turn into these incredibly sexual women. Of course, he wasn't complaining—particularly since he was the beneficiary of their talent.

But Mike was now seeing Cindy differently. Even with her "plus" size, seeing her completely naked was actually a turn-on. He'd been correct in his assessment. She was not fat. She had all the curves a woman should have, just more filled out. So, she wasn't as trim as Gayle. But watching her lay on her stomach to eat pussy was a thrill. Her ass jiggled to the movement of her mouth, head, and neck. Moving around, he reached out and caressed one of her ass cheeks. She liked that and shook her butt while spreading her legs slightly. Her anus winked at him, so he used his fingertip to play with it, but did not stick his finger in.

Cindy spread her legs wider, and Mike was now treated to the sight of her glistening pussy. Something possessed him to get between her legs. Holding his cock at the base, her rubbed the head against her slit.

"That's the idea," Cindy said, in between licks. "Stick it in."

Who was he to refuse? He kept rubbing his dick up and down until her labia spread open. Slowly, he slid his dick in. She was very wet and took him easily.

Once he was in all the way, Cindy whimpered, "That feels so fucking good. Thank you so much."

That was weird for her to say, but it underscored her desperation.

Mike dared not say anything, but he swore she felt softer inside than Gayle, if that were possible. Even though very soft herself, Gayle felt firmer. But they both felt good. He pumped her slowly. His dick wanted to feel this new sensation.

He also noticed that she halted her mouth action on Gayle to enjoy being fucked.

Mike played with her ass as he pumped. When he rubbed his finger around her anus, she whispered, "Yeah, stick that in, too."

Gayle had partially sat up to watch, and she and Mike exchanged curious glances at the odd request. She merely shrugged and nodded.

So, Mike wet his finger in his mouth really good, and then in a circular motion, gradually spread her butt hole, and slowly inserted his finger.

"Mmmm, that's good," Cindy murmured.

Mike really didn't know what to do, so he fucked her ass with his finger. It felt weird, but he quickly got used to it. It must have aroused him because he felt his dick pulse.

"Oh, just like that, Mike. I'm gonna come." Cindy resumed her tongue action on Gayle's pussy as though for added stimulation, not that she needed it.

Mike did his best to maintain a steady, firm pace. He could see her butt cheeks stiffen, so he removed his finger, hoping that would not mess her up. Her groans became grittier, and she buried her face between Gayle's legs. Her body shook as she came, and they could hear her doing her best to stifle the sounds she wanted to let out.

Surprisingly, she kept up her oral work on Gayle, bringing her older cousin to orgasm also.

When completely finished, Cindy sat up. "You guys are the best. You have no idea how much I needed that."

"I think we do," Gayle said. "We did."

She then positioned herself to suck Mike off, which after fucking his two cousins, didn't take much. "I'm gonna come," he warned. But that just caused her to tighten her lips around his shaft. He then blasted her mouth, and her slurping sounds indicated she was swallowing it all.

"I love your dick, Mike. It feels perfect inside me."

"It felt good for me, too."

"We're all tempting fate here," Gayle pointed out. "I wish you could stay, and we could play more, but—"

"Yeah. I get it." Cindy gave each of them a sloppy kiss on the lips, eased off the bed, dressed, and slipped out.

* * *

"Well, that could have been dangerous," Gayle commented, turning out the cabin lights after Cindy was gone.

"Yeah. Definitely unexpected."

They climbed back into bed with just the small reading lights above the bed.

"But it sure was fun."

"Yes, it was. I can't believe all that has happened to me in the last three days."

"How do you feel about it?" Gayle questioned.

"I'm not disappointed. Why would a horny guy like me be disappointed?"

"Well, Cindy sure turned out to be a surprise."

"As were you."

Gayle chuckled. "I guess so. How was she?"

"She was good. She felt good."

"Better than me?"

"Just different. What about you?" Mike asked. "First time with a girl?"

With a grin, Gayle said, "Well, I'm open-minded enough. She definitely knows how to use her tongue."

"And her mouth," Mike added. "Good blowjob. Not that I know what a bad one is."

"Good save."

"Was Cindy better than me?" Mike also had to ask.

"Just different."

They both laughed.

"We better get to sleep," Gayle suggested, turning off her light and snuggling against Mike.

He did the same.

* * *

The loud banging on their door scared the crap out of them.

"Come into the salon. As you are." It was George.

Gayle and Mike looked at each other, fear in their eyes. Had they been discovered? Neither spoke as they slipped out of bed. Gayle was in her short pants pajamas and matching button-up top. Mike quickly slipped into his pajama pants from his boxers and a t-shirt, as they exited their stateroom.

"Good idea," Gayle commented on his change.

In the hallway, they saw Adrienne disappear up the steps to the salon, and they encountered Cindy, who looked at her older cousins with concern. "What's up? Are we—"

Mike and Gayle both shrugged as they all went up the steps. They were relieved a little to find the settee turned back into a dining table and the other three cousins sitting around it with Regina, Gloria, and Sara. The men were standing nearby.

Looking directly at Mike, Gayle, and Cindy, who were sitting next to each other, he asked, "Everyone sleep okay?"

Everyone either nodded or mumbled affirmatively.

"Yesterday," George said, "while we were all off the grid, so to speak, a hurricane developed off the coast of Guatemala. It's only a Category One, but it's expected to develop into a three or four. That's the bad news. The good news is it's projected to head out into the Pacific toward Hawai'i. In fact, it's already made its first turn toward the west. The question is, what does that do to our plans?

"Well, we can either stay here in San Diego another day to make sure the storm continues to move away, or we can begin our trip south, maybe at a slower pace, as it moves away. If it continues its projected trajectory, it should not bother us. Henry, Keith, and I have discussed it and see no reason not to move on. What do the rest of you want to do?"

Everyone seated looked at each other.

Gloria was the first to say: "Maybe we should remain here another day."

But she was alone in that thinking. Everyone else had no problem moving on.

Seeing Gloria's obvious discomfort, her husband said, "If conditions change, we can always turn around and motor back north."

That seemed to relieve her a bit.

"Sorry, I had to wake some of you early," George said. "Take your time, get ready, we don't need to be in a hurry to leave."

* * *

It was late morning before they raised anchor and set sail. The winds were light and only pushed them along at three to four knots, which was perfect as they wanted to take it slow. Beyond that, it was just a lazy, relaxing day, which was part of the purpose of the trip anyway. The adults worked hard in their jobs and the kids all did well in school, so the time off was well deserved.

Now that Cindy was part of their inner circle, she would exchange glances with Mike or Gayle and smirk to share their secret. When no one else could see, she would stick her tongue out and wiggle it at Gayle to simulate licking pussy, and with Mike, she would form an O With her mouth and rock her head back and forth as though giving a blowjob.

At one point, she and Mike were alone in the salon, and she reached out to rub his dick through his swimsuit. Just a teasing touch. She did something similar with Gayle. So, undoubtedly, she would be visiting them again tonight. Which was fine with Mike. Despite her size, there was something sexy and alluring about her.

Except that after dinner, Mike learned he would not be there. Tonight would be their first nighttime sail. George would take the first three- or four-hour shift, and he asked Mike to keep him company. Mike knew he could not very well turn his dad down, particularly since he made the request in front of everyone. Henry and Keith made similar requests to their sons for their shifts.

The catamaran had a raised helm station on the starboard side of the boat, with a bench seat wide enough for two. They settled in there after the others had all gone to bed. It wasn't long before the predictable question came from George.

"So, have you thought anymore about your future?"

Mike was in his first year of college, but had not decided on a major, so he was taking general courses until he made a choice. The Robinson brothers owned a lucrative construction company that built high-end custom homes and small buildings. George, Henry, and Keith were the third generation to take over the company that had been started by their grandparents. The three brothers all wanted their children to come into the business and eventually take it over. Hence, the nature of George's question.

Mike had not decided. He was not opposed to joining the company. He simply was not sure what he wanted to do with his life. The company would provide him with a comfortable lifestyle, and as the oldest male amongst the cousins, he would likely end up in one of the top positions. His father was the oldest, and as such, was the head of the company. However, Gayle was the oldest cousin, so if she joined the company, the head position could go to her. The interesting consideration now was, he and Gayle had become very close. That would make working with her quite interesting. And if she became the boss, it would give new meaning to working under her. Likewise, if Cindy joined the company, that could be even more exciting.

"Actually, dad, I have been seriously considering what I want to do. What would you suggest I major in?"

"Business. We would teach you the construction business, as we know it. And there are expos, trade shows, conventions, and such where you would learn about new techniques and products. And hopefully, your sister and cousins would learn other aspects of the business so that you would all become a team, just as my brothers and I have."

"I'm not the oldest cousin," Mike noted. "Where would that position me?"

"Truthfully, I don't know. I worked in the business a few years before Henry and Keith came in, so I was already being groomed to take over. But I would imagine it would depend on which of you showed the most management and leadership skills." George shrugged. "You seem to be getting along well enough with Gayle."

"Would it be between her and I?"

"Not necessarily. And just so you know, being the head honcho isn't necessarily the best position to have. There are times I wish it wasn't me."

"That's interesting."

"And even though I'm the head, the three of us own the company equally."

"So, Uncle Henry and Uncle Keith can overrule you?"

"On certain things."

"Have they ever?"

"No. Because when we need to make big decisions, I discuss it with them first, and we decide together."

"That seems wise."

"It is. I don't profess to know it all. It never hurts to hear other opinions. It's our intention to leave each of our children an equal share of the company. So, remember, regardless of who gets the top job, everyone's opinion should be heard. That is one point we will stress to all of you."

"That's good advice, dad."

* * *

It was midnight when Mike left the helm and headed down to his cabin. He was tired, but not sleepy. He tried to be as quiet as possible because he did he not want to awaken Gayle, although, getting off before going to bed would help him sleep. However, he was not going to be inconsiderate.

Opening the door to their stateroom quietly, Mike was completely surprised to see Cindy asleep on his side of the bed. Gayle was out also, and he assumed they had probably had their fun and drifted off to sleep. He would have loved to have seen what they did, and now, to peek under the covers to see what they had on, but again, he didn't want to awaken them. Backing out, he closed the door and glanced at the door at the other end of the short hall.

Adrienne would be in that stateroom alone, and that was the only other place for him to sleep. He'd have to wake her up to tell her.

"Adrienne?" She didn't budge. "Adrienne?" he called a little louder.

"Mike? Is that you?" she asked groggily.

"Yes."

"Is something wrong?"

"Cindy is asleep in bed with Gayle."

"Yeah, she said she couldn't sleep, and that Gayle was still awake, so she was going to visit her."

"Dad and I just finished our shift at the helm. I need a place to sleep."

"With me?"

"Yeah. You mind?"

"I guess not."

In t-shirt and shorts, he removed the shirt and stripped down to his underwear, and then slid under the covers.

"Well, I'm awake now," Adrienne commented.

"Sorry, but I didn't want to get into your bed without you knowing."

"No, I appreciate that. It's just difficult having to sleep with someone when you're used to sleeping alone. No privacy. You can't be yourself."

"You can't be yourself? What does that mean?" But he thought sure he knew.

"Come on, Mike. Do I have to spell it out?"

"I'm not exactly sure what you mean."

With a huff, Adrienne said, "Masturbate, Mike. You can't masturbate."

"You do that?"

"Yeah. Don't you?"

"Well, yeah. I just never thought about you masturbating."

"Well, I don't think about you masturbating either, but I figured you do."

"So, you haven't been able to do it with Cindy."

"No. Did you think we would do it together?"

He shrugged. She obviously didn't know about their cousin. "I guess I thought . . . hell, I don't know what I thought. Has Cindy made any comments about that?"

"No, Mike. Although she did ask me if I've ever been with a girl."

"Really?" Of course, he already knew she did, but he had to sound surprised. "What does that mean? You think she does girls?"

"Why else would she ask?"

"Good point. So, would you like me to turn over so you can take care of yourself?"

"Like you wouldn't want to watch."

"I didn't say I wouldn't. I was just offering you privacy."

"Would you want to watch?"

"Sounds like you want me to."

"Actually, I was thinking, we could do it together."

"Seriously? You want us to masturbate together?"

"I saw a video of a brother and sister masturbating together. It was hot. Maybe watching each other will help us get off."

Well, he'd fucked two cousins. What would be wrong with masturbating with his sister? "Sure. Why not?"To his surprise, Adrienne didn't waste any time in pulling her pajama pants down. He was even more amazed when she shed her top also, rendering her completely nude.

"Wow! You're really getting into this."

"I'm really horny."

"I had no idea you were so sexual," Mike said as he slid his underwear down.

They laid side by side, him stroking his cock, her flicking her clit. She turned her head to watch him.

"Damn, Mike. Where'd you get that big dick?"

He chuckled. "Where do you think? I grew it."

"It's beautiful!"

"What do you know about dicks?"

"I've seen videos."

"You have nice tits," he felt he should say. She really did.

"Thanks," she said with a big smile. "But I can't take my eyes off your dick. Can you sit up against the wall?"

"What? Why?"

"You'll see."

He did, and Adrienne straddled his upper legs to press her pussy against his shaft. She rubbed her snatch up and down on him. Of course, he loved it. It was similar to what Gayle had done. Then she inched back enough to reach out and rub his cock all over her vaginal area.

She started moaning and whimpering. "Oh, this is so good."

It really was, Mike thought.

She then rubbed the tip of his dick against her clit. "Mmmm."

There was pure ecstasy on her face. It amazed Mike that this was a side of his sister he'd never seen before.

"Oh, Mike. Oh, Mike, I . . . I . . ."

An instant later, she pressed on his cock, and it slipped into her pussy. She was tight.

"Oh, that feels so good!"

"Uh, Adrienne, I think that's going too far. It's wrong."

"But it feels so good, doesn't it?"

"Yes, but we shouldn't be doing it."

"No one will know. Please?"

It felt too good to stop, wrong as it might be. "Okay," he reluctantly agreed.

Adrienne did her best to slide back and forth on his cock, but it was not easy, so having decided to go through with this, Mike pumped also. She was so horny; it didn't take her long to start experiencing her orgasm. Now that this was an actual fuck, she pulled herself further up on his lap where she could bounce up and down. She ground her tight pussy against his cock, and it felt wonderful for both of them. Throwing her arms around him, she held on for dear life as she came, moaning against his shoulder.

The intensity of her action on his cock and her tight pussy, and the fact that this was his sister—he'd seen porn videos of brothers and sisters also—had him ready to come quickly also. He pulled out, but with his cock still resting against her pussy, he spurted a mess of cream all over her crotch.

Adrienne scooped up a glob on her finger and tasted it. She grinned. She then hugged him. "Thanks doesn't seem like the sort of thing you say, but thanks."

"You're welcome. I guess."

* * *

Suddenly, the bed tilted up and then slammed down, then pitched violently sideways, then straightened out. Adrienne was sent rolling into and on top of Mike, waking both of them. The cabin interior was lighter, signaling daylight.

"What the fuck?" Mike shouted, attempting to sit up. But the rocking and rolling continued. Carefully, he eased out of bed, holding on and trying to slip his shorts on. "Might want to cover up," he said to his sister, whose tits were flapping from the violent movement.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"My guess would be weather."

The boat also seemed to be moving faster than usual.

In the hallway, Mike met Gayle and Cindy stumbling out.

"What's happening?" an obviously frightened Cindy asked.

"Weather. Rough seas."

They made it into the salon. George and Henry were at the navigation station, but all the instruments did not seem to be working.

"What's happening, dad?" Mike asked.

"Don't know yet. Gotta go help Keith at the helm." He made his way out, letting wind and rain in when he opened and closed the door.

A soaked Don slipped in.

The moms, now joined by their daughters, were all on the settee, which was still set up as a bed. They held on for dear life.

Despite the potential peril they might be facing, Mike couldn't help but notice that the moms were all in bedroom attire that was certainly intended only for their husbands' eyes: somewhat short, sexy, and even partially see-through. All had an abundance of breasts on display. And while that was both interesting and stimulating, Mike could also see the fear in their beautiful faces, and their daughters, as well. He knew he had to do something.

First, he made it into the nearest head to grab a towel for a drenched and shivering Don. Glancing in the open door of his and Gayle's stateroom, and noticing the small floor area of the hallway, Mike was blessed with an idea. To the curious stares of the women and his male cousins, Mike grabbed some of the cushions that served as seat backs for the settee and tossed them onto floor of the small area between Henry and Gloria's stateroom, and Keith and Regina's. He ushered the moms and male cousins down there, fought to grab pillows and blankets from the beds of those cabins, and instructed them to sit on the cushions and to use the pillows and blankets against the walls to protect them from being battered. The confined hallway would prevent them from being tossed around.

"Good thinking, son," his mother said.

"Stay safe," he told them as he returned to the settee to grab more cushions.

Having seen what he had done, the female cousins and his sister were grabbing cushions and following him to their side of the boat. They positioned the cushions on the floor and pulled pillows and blankets from their cabins, and all plopped down on the cushions using the other items and themselves to lean against.

Though they could still all feel the bucking of the boat, Mike's initiative made it more tolerable. He had his sister clinging to him on one side, Cindy hanging on to him on the other side, and Gayle against Cindy's other side.

"Wish we knew what happened," Gayle remarked.

"We obviously encountered some unexpected weather and rough seas," Mike surmised.

"I thought dad said the hurricane was moving away," Adrienne said.

"Yeah, that's what he said," Mike agreed. "At this point, it really doesn't matter. We're in something now."

The sea continued to wreak havoc on the catamaran, tossing it around like a toy boat in a bathtub. Adrienne and Cindy were holding onto Mike tightly, and he felt their hands all over him as they vied for a part of him to latch onto. Whether intentional or not, at one point, each seemed to connect with his dick, their hands touching. When they eyed each other curiously, both instantly retracted their arms.

"How long is this going to last?" Cindy bemoaned. "This is worse than any of the rides at Sea World."

"It'll last as long as it lasts," Mike said.

To which Cindy groaned.

Although Mike had been wondering the same thing. He was also concerned about how the mothers, male cousins, and particularly his dad and Uncle Keith out at the helm were doing. He considered attempting to go check on all of them, but between the continued ride inside this cement mixer, and the fact that he and the girls were packed so tightly together, he decided against it. Nothing had changed in all the time they had been wedged together down here—however long that had been—nor had there been screams or shrieks from them, so he felt the others were probably still safe.

One jolt had them all falling over against Adrienne, who was at the end nearest her cabin. Cindy actually fell between Mike's legs.

He jokingly quipped, "Not now, Cindy."

"What happened?" Adrienne asked.

"She fell against my crotch," he said, not really thinking about what he was saying. "I told her not now."

"She wouldn't have, anyway," Adrienne noted.

"What do you mean?" Mike asked.

"She does girls," Adrienne pointed out.

"Why did you say that?" Cindy asked.

"You asked me if I had ever been with a girl," Adrienne reminded. "I figured that was because that's what you did."

"That's a big assumption," Cindy remarked. "It's not completely true. I like dick, too."

"Oh!" Adrienne said, not expecting that. "You do? Does that mean you're bisexual?"

"It means I like orgasms and I'm not particular about how I get them. You should try it."

"Uh, yeah."

Mike glanced at his sister, who looked back with wide eyes. He merely shrugged. She then buried her face against his shoulder. He then turned to Cindy who looked up, stuck her tongue out and wiggled it from side to side. On her other side, Gayle was watching them. She caught Mike's expression, shaking her head and rolling her eyes.

Cindy also rested her hand on his right thigh, and slowly moved it in on his crotch. When she did not encounter another hand, she continued her reach until she felt his cock. He wasn't hard so she rubbed it a few times, not to arouse him, but just for the fun of it.

Following that, they settled back into their snuggle to endure the torture for however much longer it lasted.

A while later—seemingly a long while—there was another jolt, this one much more shocking than the last, but this one bringing the boat to a complete halt.

The cousins looked at each other. Mike was first up, jumping over Cindy and Gayle and jogging up the steps into the salon. Henry had been thrown to the floor. Mike helped him up and he seemed okay. Mike then rushed out to the cockpit to find George and Keith strapped into the helm bench.

Rain was pouring down and Mike couldn't see beyond it. "What happened?" he yelled to be heard over the storm.

"We ran aground," George said, pointing forward.

Mike could vaguely see palm trees.

The drenched men unbuckled and stepped down from the helm, a bit uncertain on their legs. After a few seconds, they went inside to dry off. All the others had come up from their hallways to George's and Keith's curious expressions.

"Mike came up with an idea to protect us," Sara explained.

"Way to go, son," George complimented.

"What happened?" was almost a collective question.

"A while after starting his shift, Keith noticed the autopilot was not functioning properly and seemed to be taking us off course."

"I disengaged it," Keith said, "and then we started having some electrical issues. Next thing we knew, we were caught in a storm—"

"The hurricane?" Regina asked.

"Quite likely," Keith said. "That would assume it had changed course back toward land, strengthened, and sped up, all of which is quite possible."

"That also suggests the storm carried us far and quickly out to sea," Henry deduced.

"Yes," Keith concurred, "and that does not seem so possible."

"Where are we?" Gayle asked.

"No idea," George said. "We lost navigation."

"The compass showed us headed southwest after we lost the autopilot, so we tried to steer east, but we couldn't fight the storm," Keith explained. "It's possible we were caught on the bad side of the hurricane and driven west or northwest."

"Where could we possibly be?" Don asked.

"I doubt seriously this is Mexico," Keith surmised.

"That would mean an island," Eric deduced.

"Except that there should not be an island where we could be," Henry said.

"Uncharted?" Mike said.

"Who knows," George said. "When the storm lets up, we can go ashore."

"I guess we can put our cabins back together," Mike said, heading to the port hull.

Interestingly, Cindy helped Gayle return sheets and blankets to the forward cabin, so Mike helped his sister with the aft stateroom, while Don and Eric brought the cushions back the settee.

"You think Gayle does girls, too?" Adrienne asked when they were alone in the cabin.

"I don't know. She wasn't as forthcoming as Cindy."

"Looks like she's planning on staying with Gayle again," Adrienne observed.

"That bother you?"

"Are you kidding? After last night, you're more than welcome to sleep with me."

* * *

The rain did not stop until after dark. Their wrist watches were still set to Pacific time, so that was what they based the hour on. Keith tested the generator and found it to still work, so they suggested dinner be prepared since none of them had eaten most of the day. During the preparation, the men inspected what they could.

While dining in the salon, George reported, "The engines and generator do not appear damaged, but to play it safe, we won't run the generator during the night. It might get warm, so dress accordingly. We used a hand-held spotlight to see that we ran aground on a sandy beach, so hopefully, there was no damage to the hulls. It's a small beach in an inlet or lagoon that is protecting us from the sea. Beyond that, all we could see were trees and vegetation. Tomorrow, we can go ashore and see if that gives us a clue to where we are. Don't know about the rest of you, but today was trying and tiring, so I suggest we all turn in early."

* * *

"You have a new roommate?" Mike asked Gayle later when they were alone.

"My mom was thrilled when she heard Cindy slept with me last night, so with us having to 'dress accordingly' tonight . . ."

"I get it."

"You mind?"

"I guess not."

"How was it sleeping with your sister?"

"It was okay. Did you and Cindy have some fun?"

"We did. I would have rathered your dick to her tongue, but you take what you can get."

"Well, I guess you'll get it again tonight."

"What will you get?"

Mike eyed her suspiciously, sensing she was asking more than the obvious nature of the inquiry, but he cleverly answered, "Hopefully, a good night's sleep. I need some things from your cabin." A few minutes later, he entered his sister's stateroom. "Looks like you're stuck with me."

She was in a sexy bra and bikini panties, and she looked amazing.

"Who were you expecting to impress in that on this trip?" Mike asked.

"I think I just did."

"Well, it does look good on you," Mike admitted. He almost couldn't believe this was his sister. It was almost as though he was meeting her for the first time.

"If it looks go on, how would it look off?" she asked. "Should I take it off now?

He knew what she was suggesting, but he still wasn't sure about it. "If that's how you want to sleep."

"Uh huh." Not surprisingly, she stripped, and even in the dim light, she was breathtaking. She then climbed into bed.

Mike shed his clothes with Adrienne's eyes riveted to him and slipped on his boxer underwear he had retrieved from Gayle's cabin. Predictably, the moment he laid down on the bed, his sister draped herself over part of him. Her cool, naked body actually felt very nice against him, even though he was uncomfortable with her doing it.

"I'm sensing apprehension," Adrienne noted.

"As nice as this is, it really feels wrong. You don't think it's wrong . . . that we're siblings . . . and you know . . ."

"I know it's considered wrong by some, but I don't think it's wrong if we don't want it to be."

"You know how convoluted that sounds?"

"I don't care. Like Cindy said, I like having orgasms. And last night, I found I like having them with you. Do you really have such a moral objection? I mean, we're going to be on this boat for a month with no privacy, and now, we might be stuck here wherever we are for a long time, and you and I might not have many opportunities like tonight . . ."

"I guess we were all so excited about going sailing none of us thought about the downsides. Like having to share rooms and being together so much," Mike said.

"Not the adults. They got their own cabins so they could fuck whenever they wanted."

Mike chuckled. "You think that's what they're doing?"

"Come on, you know how horny mom and dad are. They fuck every night."

"How do you know?"

"I've walked past their room at night. No doubt in my mind what I hear."

He didn't admit it, but he'd heard them a few times also. "Is that so?"

"Probably why we're so horny. It's hereditary."

"What makes you think I'm horny?"

"You're part of this family. You ever eat pussy?"

"Maybe."

"I'd love it if you'd eat mine."

Of course, he wanted to. And she was right. They were going to be together a while. He had no idea how long, either, and as Gayle had pointed out, he didn't last long before needing to come. Adrienne was also right about the opportunities they would have, or more likely, not have. So, it was reasonable that an advantage should be taken of such chances as these. "Okay," Mike said as though he was giving in. He eased off the bed and moved around to the foot of the bed.

At that moment, the door to the cabin opened slightly and Cindy stuck her head in. Mike was surprised, but she put a finger to her mouth to shush him. He quickly glanced back at the bed and saw that where he was standing was blocking Adrienne's view of the door. Between hand motions and facial expressions, Mike deduced that Cindy wanted to come in and eat his sister's pussy, suggesting that the cousin had been eavesdropping outside. He instantly thought it would be amusing, so he allowed Cindy in.

Fortunately, it was dark enough that she was able to climb onto the bed and spread Adrienne's legs.

In less than a minute, Adrienne moaned, "Oh, Mike, you eat pussy as good as you fuck!"

Cindy halted and turned her head to quickly glance at Mike with raised eyebrows. He merely shrugged, and she returned her mouth to her cousin's snatch.

"Why'd you stop?" Adrienne asked.

"I had to catch my breath," Mike stupidly answered.

But Cindy hadn't stopped when he spoke.

"What the fuck?" Adrienne said, sitting up and switching on a flashlight. "Cindy? What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm . . ."

"I mean, I know what you're doing," Adrienne corrected. "Why are you doing it?"

"Believe me, I'm better at this than Mike. Did you like it?"

"Uh, well, yeah, it was . . . it was . . . actually, it was fantastic!"

"Do you really want me to stop? Remember, it's just about the orgasm, not how you get it."

"Yeah, but you're a girl."

"Yeah, a lot of people notice that. Did you know that when I started?"

"No."

"So, it wasn't bad, was it?"

"Uh, well, no."

"It was actually good, wasn't it?"

"Well, yeah."

"So, can I continue?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Another minute or so later, "Damn, you really are good at this, Cindy. How'd you get to be so good?"

"I'm just doing to you what I like done to me. And you can get up here and play, too, Mike."

"What can he do?" Adrienne asked.

"He can stick his big, beautiful cock in me."

"How did you know he has a big cock?" Adrienne wanted to know.

"I, uh, saw the big bulge in his pants."

"You want him to fuck you?" Adrienne asked.

"Well, yeah. Unless you want him to fuck you."

"He's my brother."

"And he's my cousin, taboo for both of us. But like I said, I don't care how I get an orgasm, and I'm guessing you don't, either. Particularly, since you've already fucked him."

"How did you know?"

"You just confirmed it."

"Aw, shit! Do you fuck your brother?"

"I have not, but he just turned eighteen, so maybe I will."

Mike had dropped his boxers and was crawling onto the bed while all this was going on. Adrienne could feel the movement. Mike rubbed his dick on Cindy's ass cheek, so she wiggled her butt and spread her legs. He moved between them and rubbed the head of his dick along her slit.

"Don't tease me," Cindy said. "Stick it in."

"Ooh, I want to see," Adrienne said. "Can I watch?"

"Jeez, Adrienne, when did you become such a nympho?" Mike asked.

"Runs in the family," Cindy said. "I think it's hot!"

So, Adrienne squirmed over from under Cindy and turned onto her side as Mike was about to slide his cock in.

"Wait!" Cindy said. "I want to watch, too." So, she turned over onto her back so he could do her missionary.

Mike was quickly in position to slip his dick in. Cindy was rubbing her clit as he did so.

"This is exciting," Adrienne commented, "watching two people fuck."

"Maybe," Cindy said. "But not as much as being fucked."

"Well, hopefully, I'll get a turn."

Mike pumped at a moderate pace wanting to really feel the sensation of his dick sliding back and forth in this soft, puffy pussy.

"Mmmm," Cindy moaned. She reached over and grabbed Adrienne's hand and placed it on her tit. "You mind rubbing?"

Even though Cindy being a part of this was not part of Adrienne's plan, the fact that she was now did actually add an element of arousal that might not have been here otherwise. The euphoria Adrienne was now feeling had her easily complying with Cindy's request. It was actually kind of nice touching another woman's boob. Of course, she'd seen such things and threesomes in videos, so it was not foreign. But now being involved was taking her to a whole new level.

Remembering other things she'd seen in videos; Adrienne became bold and reached down to rub Cindy's clit. She could also feel her brother's cock sliding in and out.

"Mmmm, that's it, Adrienne," Cindy approved.

Becoming bolder, Adrienne got up to a squat so she could continue playing with Cindy's clit while reaching behind Mike to massage his balls.

"Fuck, Adrienne, that feels great!" Mike said.

"Yeah, keep it up," Cindy urged. "I'm almost ready to come."

"So, am I," Mike said.

"Come inside me," Cindy said.

"What?" brother and sister said in unison.

"I'm on the pill. It's okay."

"You sure?" Mike asked.

"Yes! It'll make me come, too."

Mike picked up his pace, and between Cindy's offer and Adrienne playing with his balls, he revved up quickly. His balls were churning, and his sister could even feel them pulsing. And then, the final inducement was when Cindy grabbed his head, pulled it down and smothered his lips with hers. Damn, she was a good kisser. The woman was a sex machine.

"I'm coming!" he managed to blurt out before emptying his balls into her pussy.

"Me, too!" Cindy said as soon as she felt the first jets blast her. This was the first time she'd allowed a guy to come inside her, and it felt wonderful. It made her feel womanly.

Adrienne removed both her hands as Cindy let go of Mike's face and grabbed his ass to ram his cock into her.

For Adrienne, it was amazing watching. She'd seen orgasms in videos but always wondered how much of it was real and how much was acting. But now, she was more aroused than she could ever remember being. She hoped Mike had saved something for her.

Mike's balls were drained, and Cindy seemed to be winding down. He pulled out.

"Damn that was good," Cindy exclaimed.

"Yes, it was," Mike agreed.

"And it was exciting watching," Adrienne added.

"You really filled me up," Cindy said.

"You told me to come in you."

"Yes, I did. Now, I want you to lick it up."

"What?"

"It really makes me horny to see," Cindy said.

"Yeah, I'd like to see that, too," Adrienne agreed.

"It'll be hot," Cindy said. "Please, Mike," she added in a begging tone. "Sex with me will only get better."

Somehow, he felt that was accurate. Cindy seemed to be more kinky than Gayle. And between the two of them—and now, his sister—this trip had become more amazing than he could have ever imagined. How bad could it be?

So, he took a swipe of her pussy and a tongue full of his own cum. It wasn't as thick as he anticipated, and it really wasn't that bad. Aside from being his own semen, it wasn't much different than the liquid he got from eating pussy, or so he convinced himself. That wasn't to say he really liked it, but if it made the girls happy, what they did to him made him happy.

"Kiss your sister," Cindy instructed.

Adrienne's eyes widened. Then she shrugged and leaned in for the kiss. Of course, she'd never really tasted semen, except for the dollop she swiped off Mike last night. And now, it was watered down with saliva. And it was very sexual.

"Take another lick and kiss me," Cindy ordered.

He did, this time making certain he got more. When they kissed, her tongue was all over his mouth, and he felt she actually enjoyed it.

"Mmmm, that was good," Cindy said.

"You're a nympho, too," Mike accused.

"And proud of it. And it kept you hard."

"Oh, good. Fuck me, Mike," Adrienne said, lying down beside Cindy.

By now, Mike was looking forward to feeling his dick in his sister's tight pussy. He wasted no time in putting it in there.

"Oh, yes!" Adrienne whimpered.

Cindy turned onto her side, leaning over to suck her cousin's nipple.

"Mmmm, yes!" Adrienne approved.

Of course, Adrienne was so aroused and horny that it only took a few minutes for her to have a massive orgasm, aided by Cindy's mouth on her tits and hand caressing her in other places. Adrienne's body shook as though she was freezing, and she whipped her head from side to side, not to mention breathing heavily.

She hadn't even come down when the door opened. "What the fuck are you kids doing?"

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