Ten Day Cruise Ch. 03

"Sure, but if we do, they will want to join in."

"Not if we start after we fuck them. You know it takes boys longer to recover."

"Damn, Meg, I didn't know you thought about things like that."

Blushing, I said, "I know, I can't believe it either. Do you think there is something wrong with me? I mean, I think about sex all the time now. I feel as if I'm riding a sexual rocket ship, and there's no end in sight."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with either of us. Face it, for the past few years, you've thought about sex but didn't do anything about it. The next thing you know, you're having sex. Now you want to do as much as possible." Jenny smiled. "At least that's the way it is for me."

"So, you feel the same way? Doesn't it get stale after a while?"

Jenny gave me a hug. "I sure hope it doesn't!"

I nodded and hugged Jenny. We finally went back into the room. When our brothers began asking what we were doing for so long in the head, Jenny and I grinned.

"They're just screwing with us," Brad said. "Our sisters are teases!"

Jenny looked at me. When she winked, I knew what she was thinking. I nodded, and we came together. Jenny and I kissed, making sure our brothers could see our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. Jenny put one hand on my ass, pulling me to her. I began rubbing her butt and moaning.

I forgot about our brothers. My hand moved between Jenny's legs so I could feel her pussy. She broke our kiss, let out a moan, and dropped her head to my breast. Holding my boob with one hand, Jenny began sucking my nipple. We moved toward a bed, falling onto the mattress together. Jenny and I squirmed around, kissing and touching each other.

Jenny and I separated. We looked up at our brothers, laughing when we saw the look on their faces. Jenny and I kissed and then got up.

"Holy shit, you two are so freaking hot!" Glen said.

"You two are crazy," Brad said.

"Maybe, but from the way your cocks are sticking out, you enjoyed watching us be crazy," Jenny said. She took her brother's hand and pulled him toward the head. "Let's shower and get going. I need food!"

Glen took me in his arms and gave me a hug. He kissed me hard, holding me tightly in his arms. "You never stop surprising me," Glen said.

"I never stop surprising me. Do you think there's something wrong with me?" I needed confirmation of what I was doing and what I felt wasn't wrong.

"No, I don't think anything is wrong with us or what we're doing. This trip has been enlightening, if nothing else," Glen said.

"Does it mean you wouldn't think I was sick if I asked you to bend me over and fuck me?" I said.

Glen laughed. He turned me around, put his arm around my waist, and pushed on my shoulders. I leaned over, placing my hands on the bed. Glen rubbed his cock against my labia for a moment. Then, without any fanfare, he pushed his dick into my pussy. He held my hips as he shoved his entire cock into me. His hips hit my ass with a slap.

I pushed back against my brother. He started moving, sliding his cock in and out of my vagina. For the next few minutes, my brother and I rutted like a couple of wild animals. He was anything but gentle, and I loved it. The feeling of his hips slamming against my ass turned me on to no end.

Our fevered fuck was the quickest we'd had so far. I didn't cum, but Glen did. Instead of filling my pussy, he pulled out and shot his semen across my back.

"Rub it in so I don't drip on the floor," I said. I looked back, still bent over.

Glen smeared his cum over my back. I wiggled as he did it. Standing up, I gave my brother a kiss. "Thanks," I said.

Glen laughed as he nodded. Jenny and Brad came out of the head. Glen and I went to shower without saying anything about what we'd done.

Once we were ready, Glen, Brad, Jenny, and I headed out. We went to the dining room to have breakfast. While we ate, our parents joined us. We talked about the upcoming day and our plans.

My mom, Jenny's mom, Jenny, and I decided to check out the small shops on the island. Mrs. Weaver said the prices were high, but it was fun to look at the things. My dad told us he and the other guys would be on the beach.

We all headed ashore. Mom and I walked side by side on our way to the shops. Jenny and her mom walked in front of us.

I felt a nagging urge to ask my mom about the feelings and thoughts I'd been having. I wished we could have some time alone. When we reached the shops, we began looking around. They had an excellent selection of women's clothing. I wondered why an island where everyone went naked would have clothing shops.

Mom never asked about Glen and me as I had expected her to. When we finished shopping, we took a walk along the shoreline. We looked for our dads and brothers. Jenny and her mom decided to go into the water. Mom and I stood in the surf, watching them.

"Mom, can I ask you something? I don't want you to get mad at me," I said.

"You can ask me anything you want to, Meg."

"Thanks, this is really hard for me. Before we came on this trip, I never did much when it came to sex. Now, well, I am. Sometimes, I think there's something wrong with me because of how I feel."

"How do you feel?" Mom said.

I laughed. "Um, horny."

Mom laughed and gave me a hug. "There's nothing wrong with feeling horny, Meg." Mom turned me and looked into my eyes. "Look, I know it's strange because it's with your brother, but it certainly isn't the end of the world. You and Glen will find someone you'll fall in love with someday. It doesn't mean you won't love each other. What you two are doing is discovery. Most kids don't do it with their siblings, but as far as I'm concerned, it isn't wrong."

"I don't think what Glen and I are doing is wrong, Mom. I know it isn't normal, but it doesn't mean it's wrong for us. I love Glen, and he loves me. I'd feel the same way if we weren't, what did you call it, discovering. Um, have you ever fooled around with another girl?" I said.

Mom said, "Yes," but she didn't elaborate. "I think a lot of girls do. As I've told you before, only you can decide what's right and wrong for you."

I felt my mom wondered about Jenny and me. I grinned and said, "Jenny and I have kissed and stuff. It was fun."

Mom nodded and smiled.

We continued walking until we found my dad and the other guys. I sat beside Glen and asked him to put sunscreen on me. He smeared the fragrant lotion on my back. I turned to face Glen, wondering if he would do my front while our parents were there. He didn't. I took the sunscreen and finished applying it.

At lunchtime, we all walked to where they served the food. We filled our plates and found a table. While we ate, a member of the ship's crew stopped at our table. The staff wore shorts, so it was easy to identify them.

"Good afternoon, folks. Is everyone enjoying the cruise?" the woman said. I thought it strange the women could go topless but had to wear shorts.

All of us told the woman we were having a great time. She asked if we needed anything.

"I stopped to tell you there will be a luau tonight. We always have a hula contest. I would like to know if the women would like to enter," the woman said.

"I'll do it." Jenny turned to me. "You should do it too, Meg. Mom and I did it last year and had a blast."

"I don't know how to hula, but I'll try it," I said. The woman added my name to the list on her clipboard.

Mom and Mrs. Weaver said they wanted to join in. My dad chuckled and commented about seeing Mom in a grass skirt.

"Great. We'll practice this afternoon at three-thirty. We'll meet over by the stage," the woman said before she left.

Mrs. Weaver and Jenny told Mom and me about the contest. They said we would wear grass skirts and coconut bras. Jenny told us it wasn't hard and was a lot of fun.

Glen, Brad, Jenny, and I decided to walk in the jungle. We took the paths to the glen and relaxed by the freshwater pool. While we were there, several other people came by, dissolving our plans for some quality alone time. The four of us took a dip in the water. We splashed each other, and it turned into a free-for-all. Glen picked me up and tossed me into the water. Next, he did the same thing to Jenny. Brad joined my brother. The two of them laughed as they dunked and tossed Jenny and me.

We got out to rest. I cuddled with Glen while Jenny did the same with Brad. "I can't wait for tonight," Jenny said. "The hula contest is so much fun."

"You said it wasn't hard. I hope I do well," I said.

"Who cares? We get to see you two in grass skirts," Brad said.

"Brad, if you haven't noticed, we're naked," I said.

"I know. You look great naked. The idea of a grass skirt and a coconut bra crank me up," Brad said.

"Shit, I think looking at my sister cranks you up," Glen said. I snapped my head to stare at my brother.

"Can you blame me? Look who's talking. You're the one who keeps telling me how hot Jenny looks," Brad said.

I felt strange about what Glen and Brad said. For the first time, I didn't feel jealous when Glen talked about Jenny.

We headed back to get ready for our practice. Jenny and I met the other women and our moms. The woman who took our names told us she would teach us the hula.

"Okay, my name is Laura, for those who don't know me. I want all of you to get into a line about three feet apart," Laura said.

For the next hour, Laura showed us the steps and moves of a simple hula. I had a blast dancing and swaying my hips. During a break, Laura told us we would get our costumes before the show.

We went to the table where our brothers and dads sat waiting for us. Mom and Mrs. Weaver told our dads how much fun they had. I sat on a chair next to Glen. He asked me if I liked the dancing and I told him I did. When he asked if he could have a private show, I said he'd have to wait.

"I'm going to take a short nap," Mom said. "It sounds like it's going to be a busy night."

Mom and Dad got up. Mr. and Mrs. Weaver said they were returning to the ship and followed my parents. Brad asked Jenny if she wanted to rest for a while, and she said she did. Glen and I returned to the ship with the rest of our group.

Glen and I went to Brad and Jenny's stateroom. The four of us stretched out on the bed. I snuggled close to Glen. He put his arm around me, pulling me to his side. Jenny said she set the alarm for six-thirty so we could take showers before dinner.

I cuddled against Glen. He stroked my back as I drifted asleep. It seemed like moments later when the alarm sounded. The four of us got up to get ready. Glen and Brad took turns in the head before we showered.

After cleaning up, we left for the luau. We found a table near the stage and sat down. A few minutes later, our parents came over and sat with us. Glen and Brad went to the bar, returning with cups of a drink called a Mia Tai. I tasted mine and found I liked it.

Dinner consisted of chicken, pork, fruit, and other things. We all ate and enjoyed the music. After dinner, Laura announced it was time for the kids under eighteen to return to the ship. Mrs. Weaver told us the cruise line provided a babysitting service for the children.

Glen and Brad got us another drink. I sipped mine because I didn't want to get buzzed before the hula contest. Laura asked all of the dancers to meet her behind the building with the bathrooms. Jenny, Mom, Mrs. Weaver, and I got up and walked to the back of the building. Laura passed out the grass skirts and coconut bras we would wear. Jenny and I laughed while we put the strange bras on each other. Mom and Mrs. Weaver helped one another and laughed, too.

Laura went over what we should do one last time. We all walked out onto the stage and stood in a line. When the music started, we all danced. It took a few moments before we were in step, but we finally managed to time our moves. The crowd cheered as we wiggled our hips and repeated the steps Laura taught us.

The grass skirts swayed as we danced. I laughed because the skirt tickled my legs. After doing two dances, Laura asked the crowd to judge us. She walked behind the line of women and girls, holding her hand above our heads. Each time Laura moved to the next woman, the crowd cheered.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, it seems we have a tie. Our voting system indicates that all of our dancers received the same number of votes. I guess it makes them all winners," Laura said.

The crowd cheered again. When the music started, we all did an encore dance. After the show, they allowed us to keep the costumes on for a little while. Jenny and I went to the table along with our moms. The four of us stood by the table and did the steps we'd learned. Dad, Mr. Weaver, Brad, and Glen told us we did great.

"I'm going to return this costume," I said. "I don't like wearing clothes."

"Aren't you the girl who was going to spend the trip in her cabin?" Mom said.

I moved closer to Mom and gave her a hug. "No, I'm not the same girl anymore."

Mom hugged me. "Do you like the new girl better?"

"Yeah, I sure do, Mom."

Before Jenny and I returned our costumes, Mom and Mrs. Weaver removed theirs so we could take them with us. Jenny and I carried the outfits behind the building and gave them to Laura. We thanked her for letting us dance.

The band began playing a slow song. Jenny got up, took my brother's hand, and led him to the dance floor. Brad asked me to dance, so I got up. On the dance floor, Brad held me close. We moved to the music, enjoying the warm night. He danced us close to Jenny and Glen. When my brother saw us, he smiled.

I smiled at Glen and removed my arms from around Brad's neck. I stroked his back, letting my hands slide down to his ass. Looking right at Glen, I pulled Brad closer. My brother gripped Jenny's butt and did the same to her. We continued to dance. Glen and I teased each other by touching our partners. When Glen kissed Jenny, I kissed Brad.

The song ended, and the band began playing a fast number. We stayed on the dance floor and moved to the beat. Glen, Jenny, Brad, and I danced to a few more songs before returning to our table. I took a sip of my drink, finding the cup was empty.

"Would you get me another one, please?" I offered my empty cup to Brad.

"Sure thing, Meg. Does anyone else want a drink? Brad said.

"I'd like one too," Jenny said. She handed her cup to Glen.

While we waited for our brothers to return, Jenny and I traded smiles. I knew what she wanted, and I was okay with it. If she wanted to fool around with my brother, and Glen wanted to fool around with her, I wouldn't be a brat. The fact I wanted to do the same thing with Brad had little to do with it.

Glen and Brad returned to the table with fresh drinks. Brad sat next to me, handing me the plastic cup. I thanked him and took a sip of the sweet liquor. Glen sat next to Jenny and glanced at me. The band played a slow song. I asked my brother to dance. We went out onto the floor and held one another.

"Glen, I think you want to mess around with Jenny. Am I right?" I said.

Pulling his head back so he could look at me, Glen smiled. "I like her, Meg. I mean, I love you, but... Shit, I don't know what I mean!"

I decided not to tease Glen. It would have been fun, but I didn't think it was the right time. "It's okay if you do. I know you love me. I love you, too. We can have fun with them and still love each other, right?" I said.

"Megan, I'll love you no matter what happens."

I moved as close to my brother as I could. We finished our dance and started back toward the table. Jenny and Brad met us halfway. We stayed on the dance floor to dance to the next song. When the music started, Brad and I danced together. Jenny and Glen danced close to us.

I didn't tease my brother anymore. In fact, I didn't even look at him. Brad stroked my back, brushing my butt each time his hand moved down. I did the same to him. We moved to the edge of the dance floor, where the light was very dim. I looked up at Brad and smiled. Taking his chin in my hand, I kissed Brad tenderly. He pulled me close as our mouths opened. Brad and I stopped dancing. We stood in place, kissing while gently swaying together.

Brad broke our kiss, and we began dancing again, holding each other tighter than before. I felt his cock against my stomach and wiggled. While I moved in his arms, I wondered if Brad would want to make love with me. I knew I wanted to make love with him.

Brad and I danced to several songs. While we danced to one of the numbers, I noticed my mom was dancing with Mr. Weaver. Mom didn't see me. At least, I didn't think she did. When she kissed Mr. Weaver, it took me by surprise. I couldn't take my eyes off my mom as she and Mr. Weaver kissed like lovers. I glanced around to see if my dad was around. He was, and he was dancing with Mrs. Weaver.

I stopped dancing with Brad, telling him I needed a break. We went back to the table and sat down. I took a gulp of my drink and stared at my parents. Watching my parents' actions was unnerving. The song ended, and our parents separated. Mom and Dad held hands as they walked to their table. Mr. and Mrs. Weaver walked behind my parents with their arms around each other.

Mom said something to Dad. She got up and headed toward the bathrooms. After taking another drink from my cup, I got up, told Brad I'd be right back, and walked toward the restrooms.

I went into the building but didn't see my mom. All of the stalls were vacant. I thought for a moment and walked out. That's when I saw Mr. Weaver walking around the building. Being very quiet, I snuck around the other side. I peeked around the edge of the building, clapping my hand over my mouth when I saw Mom and Mr. Weaver.

Mom knelt on the ground, took Mr. Weaver's cock in her hand, stroked it a few times, and put it in her mouth. I stood shell-shocked as I watched my mom giving Jenny and Brad's dad a blowjob. Mom sucked his cock for a few minutes. She finally stood up and chuckled.

"There, that should hold you until later," Mom said. "We should get back."

Mom and Mr. Weaver walked around the far side of the building. I went back to the bathroom to think. While I splashed cold water on my face, Mom walked in. I looked up, seeing her reflection in the mirror. I guess she could tell something was wrong by how I looked at her.

"What's the matter, Meg? Are you feeling okay?" Mom said.

"Are you and Dad going to get a divorce?" I said while fighting back my tears.

"No, why would you think... Oh no, you didn't see us, did you?"

Before I could answer, Mom wrapped her arms around me. "Megan, your father and I aren't going to get a divorce. We love each other. What you saw was, well, I guess you know what you saw." Mom put her hands on my shoulders, stepped back, and looked into my eyes.

"Honey, your father knows what I was doing. We've been, I don't know how to tell you..."

"Are you telling me you and Dad are swapping with Mr. and Mrs. Weaver?" I read about swingers in my novels.

Mom just nodded.

"Wow, I was worried you didn't love Dad anymore."

"Megan, I've never loved him more. Do you remember me telling you we took the cruise to see what we were capable of?" I nodded. "Well, your father and I wanted to try swapping as well as going naked. Mr. and Mrs. Weaver felt the same about it. We talked about it for a long time before we decided to try it. We talked about it before we came on the cruise."

I thought for a moment before I responded. Smiling, I said, "Well, do you like it?"

"Your father and I have always had a great sex life. I've never thought about cheating on him, but I have wondered what it would be like with someone else. When Mrs. Weaver suggested we swap, your dad and I discussed it and decided to try it and see what happened.

"The past few days have been a lot of fun for all of us. Megan, I'm not ashamed of anything I've done," Mom said.