Eddie woke me up and told me to follow him. He led me out to the
salon and to the starboard settee. Kneeling, we looked out the
window and watched our parents and the two couples on the boat next
to ours.
My brother slid the window open and we could hear what was being said.
"You sure have great kids," Amanda said to Mom.
"Thanks, we think so. They are the joy of our life," Mom replied
proudly.
"I don't think I've ever seen a brother and sister so close," Meg
said. "If I didn't know they were siblings I'd think they were in
love."
Mom smiled, but didn't respond.
"Jenny and Eddie spend a lot of time together," Mom said. "They
have the same interests and enjoy the same things."
"Jenny and Eddie seem to be well adjusted and comfortable with their
bodies," Amanda said. "I almost died when they went skinny dipping
together. If I would have ever done something like that in front of
my brother, he would have been hard all day and then teased me for a
week."
"My son is getting used to seeing his mom and sister naked," Dad
said. "He only gets a hard on about half the time now."
"Aren't you two afraid they'll end up having sex with each other?"
Cliff asked.
"Afraid? No, I'm not afraid," Dad said.
"Neither am I," Mom said.
"Is anyone up to a swim?" Bill asked. "It's still warm out here."
"I'll go," Meg said as she stood up and pulled her tee shirt off.
The group all started to undress and then jumped into the water.
They swan around behind the boat and joked with one another. After a
few minutes, they climbed out of the water and dried off. Cliff got
everyone a cold beer and sat down between Meg and Amanda.
I noticed Meg had her hand on Cliff's leg and was dragging her
fingers along his inner thigh. Bill could clearly see his friend's
hand on his wife's leg, but he seemed like it didn't bother him.
"Look at what Meg is doing," I whispered to Eddie.
"Meg," Mom said. "Why don't we fix some snacks for everyone. Some
of Bill's famous ribs would taste good."
"That's a great idea," Meg said. "I love cold ribs and beer."
Mom and Meg went below to the galley.
Meg carried the ribs and Mom the bottle of sauce out on deck. They
sat down, placing the ribs on a small table. Mom picked up a rib,
squirted some extra sauce on it and began to eat it as the sauce
dripped onto her chest. She seductively sucked the bone clean and
tossed it into a trashcan.
Meg grabbed a rib and repeated the process Mom had just done, making
sure some of the tangy sauce dripped on her. Amanda caught on and
grabbed a rib and the bottle of sauce.
"Don't get sauce all over the boat," Cliff said. "You girls are
making a mess."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Meg said, "I'll clean it up."
Meg stood up and licked the sauce off Mom's breasts. She looked
into her eyes, licked her chin and then kissed her. Mom chuckled and
then cleaned up Amanda.
Both my brother and I gasped when we saw Mom licking the sauce off
Amanda's boobs. I thought about Cindy and giggled under my breath.
What happened next changed my mood and I began to stare in disbelieve.
Bill, Dad and Cliff started to eat the ribs, adding additional sauce
and letting it drip onto their laps. The whole group was laughing,
eating ribs and drinking cold beer. Meg spotted a glob of sauce on
Dad's penis, knelt down in front of him and took him into her mouth.
She made loud slurping noises as she sucked the red sauce off his
hardening member, stood up and licked her lips.
"Excuse me, Meg, but I think that was my husband's cock you were
just sucking," Mom said. "Don't you think turn about is fair play?"
"Yes," Meg giggled.
Mom took a rib, walked over to Cliff and rubbed it over his penis.
She ate the meat off the rib, leaned over and cleaned the sauce off
his member. Amanda didn't bother with the sauce when she went over
to Bill and began to suck on him.
All three of the men were erect when the women finished their little
show. Mom stretched out on her back, on the padded engine cover,
dribbled some sauce on her breasts, down her stomach and onto her
pussy.
"Oh look," Mom chuckled, "I dripped some sauce on me."
Cliff got up, went to Mom and began to lick the sauce off her
breasts. He worked his way down her stomach slowly, lapping the
sauce off her body. Cliff started to lick Mom's pussy and probe her
opening with his tongue. Mom began to moan as Cliff's tongue moved
from her opening to her clit and back. She grabbed her breasts and
began to rub them.
"She can get pretty loud," Dad said.
Meg pulled her mouth off Dad's penis, climbed up on the engine cover
and straddled Mom's head. She lowered her crotch onto Mom's mouth
and groaned. Meg had her back to Cliff, facing the stern of the
boat. Dad climbed up, knelt at his wife's head and offered his cock
to Meg.
Mom looked up and watched Dad's rigid member moving in and out of
Meg's mouth. She began to nibble on Meg's clit and watched her take
Dad all the way into her throat. Amanda was sitting on a bench, her
legs open and Bill was pushing his dick in and out of her pussy.
After a few minutes, the three couples changed partners. Bill began
to fuck Mom, Amanda gave Dad a blowjob and Meg and Cliff were eating
each other. The group kept it up for a while and then moved again.
The men stretched out on the engine cover and the women climbed on
them.
Mom laughed and made comments about Cliff's penis as she rode him.
"Cliff has a nice cock, Amanda," Mom said as she laughed and bounced
on him.
"So does Bill," Amanda said. "Hey, Meg, how does Harry's cock feel
in your pussy?"
"I don't know," Meg squealed. "He has it up my ass!"
One by one the men came. Mom pulled off Cliff, slid down and took
his slick cock into her mouth to clean it off. When Bill emptied his
cum into Amanda, she slid down to clean him up.
"Sorry, Harry, I'm not going to suck your cock until you wash it
off," Meg said.
Dad laughed, stood up and jumped into the water. Meg laughed, went
below, came back with a bar of soap and jumped in with him. She told
Dad to sit on the swim platform and soaped his penis. Her hand moved
over his member, coating it with soap and making it get hard again.
Once Dad was covered with suds, Meg climbed up the ladder, grabbed
the wash-down hose and rinsed the soap away. She put the hose down,
knelt on the platform and began to such Dad's cock.
"My pussy is all messy," Amanda chuckled. "I think I'll jump in too."
Mom crawled over to Amanda on her knees, put her head between her
legs and started to lick and suck Bill's semen out of her vagina.
Meg saw what Mom was doing to Amanda, climbed up and started to do
the same to Mom. Within minutes, the three women formed a triangle
and licked each other while the men watched.
The women finally relaxed after giving one another an orgasm. They
sat down on the seats, accepted cold beers from Cliff and started to
laugh.
"Well, I guess that answers that question," Mom said.
"What question?" Amanda said.
"I was wondering if you and Cliff were waiting until you two were
married before having sex," Mom replied.
All six of them roared at Mom's comment.
"We are waiting," Cliff said. "We haven't had sex with each other
yet, just other couples,"
The laughter grew louder as they joked around with one another.
"It's a good thing the marina is almost empty during the week," Bill
said. "We're making so much noise we'd have everyone up."
"Oh my god!" Amanda said. "What about Jenny and Eddie? They're
right next to us."
"Don't worry," Dad said. "They have the air conditioning on and
they sleep like rocks. You could drive a train through there and not
wake those two up."
"Ellen, how long have you two been into swinging?" Amanda asked.
"I would have never guessed you guys were into it at all."
Mom laughed and said, "Harry and I started when we were in our
teens, about the same age as Jenny and Eddie are now."
"You're kidding!" Amanda said.
"No she's not," Dad said. "We hung around with a small group from
the neighborhood and one thing led to another. We stopped for a
while, off and on, but it never lasted."
"Damn," Meg said. "We've only been doing it for a couple of years,
and only with each other. You two are the first time we've ventured
out."
"Harry and I used to just have casual sex with the rest of the group
we hung around with, but stopped when we started dating. We didn't
fool around with anyone else for over a year, but then one night we
went to a party and started again," Mom said. "We've been doing it
ever since."
"How did you all get started," Dad asked.
"We were out on the boat one afternoon and one thing led to
another," Cliff said. "Bill and I knew the girls used to fool around
together so Bill dared them to put on a little show. After they got
themselves all worked up, I dared Amanda to suck Bill's cock, and she
did."
Mom began laughing and said, "Hard to turn down a dare! That's how
I ended sucking my first cock."
"Was Harry the first for you?" Meg asked.
"No, he was my second, but it was the same day," Mom said.
The group laughed and told about their sexual encounters for another
half an hour. Dad and Mom found out their new friends got together
about once every two weeks and had sex with each other. Mom told
them she and Dad didn't have the opportunity to do it often, but
loved it when they did.
"Do either of you ever get jealous?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah, I did after Harry and I had been going together and we did it
again. We finally talked about it and decided it was just sex and
didn't mean anything. It was a little hard at first, you know how it
is when you're only sixteen, but now it's just great fun," Mom said.
"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Cliff said, "but
have either of you ever thought about sex with your children?"
"No," Dad said as Mom shook her head. "We don't have any hang-ups
about incest, but we don't think it would be right to carry it to the
kids. If Jenny and Eddie want to fool around with each other, that's
fine, but Ellen and I would never participate. I think it would
destroy the trust our children have in us."
"Besides," Mom said. "Learning about sex is something people should
do with someone their own age. I still get all giddy when I think
about the first times. It wouldn't have been the same if an older,
more experienced man, would have been involved, not for me."
"I can relate to that," Meg said. "The first time I had sex was
with a man three times my age. It happened before I met Amanda or
Bill. I went to an audition for a modeling job, met the photographer
and he convinced me the only way to get ahead in the field was to
sleep around."
Bill took Meg's hand and held it as she went on.
"The next thing I knew, I was posing nude and letting him touch me.
One thing led to another and he took my virginity. It was horrible!
He was rough and hurt me when he did it. After he was finished, he
told me I couldn't be a model because my boobs were too small and a
sixteen year old girl should be working at a fast food restaurant,"
Meg said.
"That's a bitch," Dad said. "I'll bet you were ready to kill the
asshole."
Meg nodded and said, "I wish I could have killed the son of a bitch!
I met Amanda and she helped me get over it. I wasn't with another
man until I met Bill five years ago. He was really sweet and never
pushed me to have sex. After he gained my trust, we made love and it
was wonderful."
"Well kids," Dad said. "It's getting late and we are going fishing
in the morning. I think I'm going to turn in."
"That's a good idea," Cliff said.
Mom and Dad told the others goodnight, picked up their clothing and
headed for our boat. When they walked into the salon, they froze and
stared at my brother and I sitting on the settee.
I don't think I'll ever forget the look on my parents' faces when
they walked into the salon and saw Eddie and I sitting there. I was
crying, like I had been for over an hour, and my brother was shaking.
We had seen everything they all did, from the time Mom licked Meg's
boobs, until our parents came back to our boat.
Mom walked into the salon slowly with my dad right behind her. The
only sound in the room was my sobs.
"Don't move," Mom said. "We'll be right back."
My parents left Eddie and I in the salon and headed for their
stateroom. When they returned, they were dressed. Mom and Dad sat
across from my brother and me and stared. I guess everyone was
waiting for someone to say something.
"Are you and Daddy going to get a divorce?" I sobbed, breaking the
uneasy silence. "Don't you love each other anymore?"
"No, we're not getting a divorce," Dad said, as he took Mom's hand
in his, "and we still love each other. Your mom and I love each
other very much."
Eddie shook his head and said, "Then why were you making love with
them?"
"We weren't making love with them," Mom said.
"You were to! Eddie and I watched you, we saw EVERYTHING!" I said,
raising my voice.
"Just what did you see?" Mom asked.
"You know what we saw," I said.
"I know what you think you saw," Mom said.
"What do you mean? Jen and I watched you and Dad doing those things
with them. We're not blind or stupid!" Eddie said, tears running
down his cheeks.
Mom looked at Dad, then back at my brother and me.
"Your father and I know you two aren't blind or stupid," Mom said.
"You are mistaken about what you saw though."
"How can you say that, Mom?" I said. "You were letting those guys
put their penises in you and Dad was doing it to Meg and Amanda. It
sure looked like you were making love with them."
"Your mother and I were having sex, not making love," Dad said calmly.
"What's the difference? Fucking is fucking," Eddie said.
"Watch your language, Eddie," Mom said. "I want you to tell your
father and I exactly what you saw."
My brother and I took turns telling a few of the things we had
watched them do. When we were finished, Mom and Dad smiled.
"Did either of you see any kissing?" Mom asked.
"No, I don't think so," I replied.
"Hugging?" Mom said.
I shook my head no.
"What you two saw was six consenting adults having fun," Mom said.
"But…" Eddie said.
"But nothing!" Dad said. "Your mother and I were just having fun.
We're adults and can do what we want to as long as nobody gets hurt."
"I'm hurt!" I interrupted.
"I think you two are disappointed," Dad said. "It must be a real
shock to have seen us doing those things. You shouldn't be hurt
though. Your mom and I both knew what we were doing and the fact you
watched it doesn't change it. We weren't trying to hide anything
from you guys, but what we do is our business."
Mom snuggled closer to Dad and put her hand on his leg. She rubbed
up and down his thigh a couple of times and cleared her throat.
"Look, kids, your father and I love each other as much as any two
people ever could. When we make love it's warm and tender. We make
love a lot, and it's one of the greatest things we share. We also
have sex! There's a big difference between the two, making love and
having sex. We make love to be close, we have sex because it's fun
and feels good."
I was about to say something, but my mom put her finger to her lips
and shook her head.
"We know you two are very close and have been experimenting," Mom
said, shocking me. "Don't you guys ever fool around just because
it's fun? Haven't you two just made each other cum because it feels
good?"
Both Eddie and I were blushing. We sat quietly with our mouths
hanging open. Mom lowered her voice and continued.
"My guess is you two have done exactly what I just said, but I know
you have made love too, I've seen you," Mom said.
"We've never done that, Mom," Eddie said. "How could you have seen
us?"
"I don't mean intercourse, that's just part of making love. I mean
holding hands when you don't think anyone is watching. I mean
kissing and feeling like you can't get enough. I mean touching each
other to make the other person feel good and not thinking about
yourself," Mom said. "I've seen you two in the pool when Jen touched
you under water, or you fondled her boobs.
"That's what making love is, tender moments shared between two
people who are madly in love with one another. Sex is for fun and
someday I'm sure you two will realize it. You can have sex with
someone you love, but you can't make love to someone unless you love
them. The more in love you are, the better making love is."
"We're not doing anything wrong," Eddie said, defensively.
"I never said you were doing anything wrong. What I am saying is
your father and I aren't doing anything wrong either. We don't cheat
on one another or have secret lovers, it's true we have sex with
other people, but only when we're both there and agree," Mom said.
"What else have you seen us doing?" I asked.
Mom smiled and said, "I've seen you looking at each other when you
didn't know I was watching. It's easy to see how you two feel about
each other, even Meg and Amanda noticed. Meg said if she didn't know
you were siblings she would have thought you were in love."
"What did you tell her?" I asked.
"I told her you and Eddie were very close," Mom replied. "Look
kids, your father and I don't spy on you. We don't really know what
you have, or haven't done together, or what you will do. We're not
going to tell you guys to stop because we know you won't if you don't
want to and it would force you to become liars.
"The bottom line is, we're not sorry or ashamed of what we do. The
fact you saw us isn't going to change anything. I only ask that next
time, don't watch. Your mom and I try to be very discreet with our
private lives, but, as you are well aware, shit happens," Dad said.
"You mean you're not mad at Eddie or me for, you know?" I said.
"First of all, your father and I don't know. We don't really want
to know what you two do, to a point. What we want to know is that
you're not doing anything you don't want to do, and whatever you do,
you're smart about it," Mom said. "When you two start dating, we're
not going to ask what you did, at least not about the personal
things. We'll always do our best to respect your privacy."
Dad smiled and said, "It's getting real late and we're planning to
go fishing in the morning. You two need to get some sleep, and so do
your mom and I."
We all got up and then Mom and Dad pulled Eddie and I into their
arms. We all hugged for several minutes before separating.
"We love you two," Mom said. "Goodnight."
My brother and I told our parents we loved them too and said
goodnight.
I felt a little better, but my mind was filled with questions, anger
and doubt. After I climbed into bed, my brother started to climb
into the upper berth.
"Aren't you going to sleep with me?" I asked.
"Do you think that's a good idea, Jen?"
"I want you to do it to me, Eddie, I want you to fuck me."
Eddie sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand on my side and slowly
rubbed me. He looked into my eyes and shook his head.
"No, Jen. You're pissed at Mom and Dad and you want to do it out of
spite. I won't do it; when we make love it will be because we want
to, not to try and get even. If we did it tonight, we'd both hate
ourselves."
I started to cry and said, "Why not, it's not like they care what we
do."
"You know damn well that's not true. Mom and Dad didn't say that."
"It's what it sounded like to me. They said they weren't going to
ask about what we do, that means they don't care."
"I think it means they trust us, Jen. I think they feel we won't do
anything we shouldn't do so it isn't necessary to ask us about our
every move."
"I guess I didn't think about that. We really haven't done too many
things we shouldn't have done, except for the sex."
"Do you think having sex is wrong, Jen? I don't."
"It is incest, Eddie. That's wrong…isn't it?"
"Not as far as I'm concerned. I love you like a girlfriend, even if
you are my sister. I don't feel guilty about what we do together."
"I don't feel guilty either, Eddie. Sometimes it bothers me that I
don't, because I think it should."
"That's because someone else thinks it's wrong for a brother and
sister to be in love like we are. We can't go through life letting
what other people think govern what we do; we have to make our own
decisions."
I started to feel better as we talked. I scooted over and said,
"Please lay with me, Eddie."
My brother stretched out so we were facing one another, kissed me
and put his arm over me.
"Mom and Dad were right about a lot of things they said, you know,"
Eddie said, his voice almost a whisper. "I do like it when you play
with my dick or when I grab your tits."
"I like it too," I giggled.
"I do it because it's fun, not because I think its sex. I like the
sex stuff too!"
"I do it to tease you sometimes. I love it when you get that silly
look on your face. The sex is really cool; I love to jack you off or
suck on your cock."
"That's what Mom and Dad were talking about, you know, sex because
it's fun and feels good."
"It always feels good to me, Eddie."
My brother chuckled and said, "Me too, but sometimes it's different.
Sometimes it feels good deep inside me, like when we are just sitting
together and start kissing and stuff."
I had to agree with my brother about that, I loved it when we kissed
and touched. I also really enjoyed it when he kissed my pussy and
made me cum. As I thought about the things my brother had done with
each other and the things I watched my parents do, I began to
understand what my mom and dad were talking about.
"Sex is fun," I said. "I think I'm starting to understand the
difference between sex and making love, that Mom and Dad were talking
about, at least as far as we're concerned. I still can't imagine
having sex with anyone but you."
"I know what you mean, Jen. I don't want anyone but you."
I kissed Eddie and said, "Thanks for being such a wonderful brother,
Eddie. You were right when you said we shouldn't do it tonight. I
wanted you to fuck me for the wrong reason."
"Someday we're going to find ourselves doing it. It won't be
planned, but it will be because we love each other and because we
both want to," he said softly.
"What are we going to do tomorrow, Eddie? How can I face Cliff,
Bill, Meg and Amanda after what happened?"
"With a smile," he said, laughing. "If we just act normal and see
what happens, we'll be fine."
"Okay, I'll try."
I felt exhausted and needed to get some rest. I kissed Eddie
goodnight, rolled over and put my back against his chest. He put his
arm over me and we spooned as we fell asleep.
Mom woke Eddie and I up the next morning at about ten. She told us
she and our dad decided to let us sleep in. I got up, put on a pair
of shorts and went out to the salon. Dad was sitting at the table
eating toast and drinking coffee, Mom was at the stove making
breakfast. Eddie came out and sat down next to me.
No one was talking. I could kind of feel the tension in the air and
it was uncomfortable to me. After sitting quietly for a few minutes,
I broke the silence.
"Where are Meg, Amanda and the guys, Dad?" I said. "I thought we
were going fishing."
"They decided not to go today," Dad replied.
I looked at Dad and then at Mom and said, "You told them we saw you
guys last night, didn't you."
"Yes," Mom said, "I did."
"Now they don't want to go, do they?" I said.
Mom gave me a weak smile and replied, "No, they don't want to go.
In fact, I think they're going to leave and go home."
"That's crap!" I said. "Come with me, Eddie."
I got up and headed for the door, my brother right behind me. We
went over to Cliff's boat and I shouted, "Cliff, are you here?"
Cliff stuck his head out of the door and said, "Oh hi; yes, we're
here."
"Permission to come aboard?" I asked.
"Um, ah, okay, I guess so," Cliff stammered.
Eddie and I climbed on board and followed Cliff into the cabin.
Amanda and Meg were straightening up and Bill was sitting at the
table. Cliff sat down across from Bill, picked up his coffee and
stared into the cup.
"Good morning," I said, as cheerfully as I could. "Eddie and I
wanted to come over and apologize for what we did last night."
"Yeah," my brother said, catching on to what I was up to. "Jenny
and I shouldn't have been spying on you guys. We just wanted to say
we're sorry."
Amanda's eyes began to tear and Meg stood with her mouth open. Bill
and Cliff both looked up, obviously surprised.
"I think we should be the ones apologizing," Amanda said.
"Why should you guys be sorry," I said. "You are grownups and can
do what you want to do. It was rude of us to watch what you were
doing."
"We want you to go fishing with us today," Eddie said. "It'll be
fun."
"I don't know what to say," Bill said. "I feel so ashamed."
"Say you'll go fishing with us," I said. "You have nothing to be
ashamed of, or embarrassed about. My brother and I were wrong, not
you. Please come with us."
Meg came over to me, gave me hug and said, "Give us a few minutes to
discuss it, Jenny. We'll let you know."
"Okay, see you in a few minutes," I said. "Just be ready when you
come over. We're going to go have breakfast and get ready to go."
Eddie and I went back to our boat, sat down at the table and began
to eat our food. Dad looked at me and then at Eddie; he took a deep
breath and said, "What's up?"
"First, we want to say we're sorry for watching you guys last
night," Eddie said. "Jen and I told the others we wanted them to go
fishing with us today."
"We also apologized to them," I said.
"Are they going to go?" Mom asked.
I shrugged my shoulders and took a bite of my eggs. Eddie and I
finished eating, cleared our dishes and went to change. I took a
shower, went to the stateroom and put on my bikini. Eddie went to
shower and I went back to the salon.
"I'm going to start the boat and warm her up," I said as I walked
past my parents.
I was up on the bridge starting the engines when I saw Cliff and the
rest walk over to our boat. I told them to come aboard and watched
them climb into the cockpit. After the engines were idling, I went
down to the salon.
Eddie was dressed and standing in the salon with everyone else when
I came in. I glanced around and then said, "Well, are we going
fishing or what?"
"I don't think we can go," Amanda said. "Not after what happened."
"Why not? Would you have gone if Eddie and I hadn't seen you guys?
Are you feeling guilty because what you did, or are you ashamed
because my brother and I know?" I said. "Mom and Dad explained a
lot of things to us last night and my brother and I understand, at
least I do."
"I do too," Eddie said.
"I feel bad because you two saw us," Meg said.
"That's not your fault, it's ours," Eddie said. "If you guys are
feeling guilty, maybe you shouldn't be doing what you did, but if
you're upset because Jen and I watched, well, you didn't have
anything to do with it."
"Anyway, that's enough of that," I giggled. "Let's go fishing and
have some fun."
Bill looked at my mom and said, "Have you ever considered giving
these two up for adoption? I would love to have them as my kids."
"Never," Mom said chuckling. "Harry and I are kind of fond of them."
"Dad, why don't you and Eddie tend to the lines and we'll go," I said.
Cliff said he had to grab a couple of things off his boat. I went
to the bridge, turned on the electronics and started the generator.
When Cliff got back, and we were free from the pier, I backed out of
the slip and headed for the ocean.
I stopped at the gas dock and Eddie went in to get bait and ask
about where we should go to catch some Dolphin. While my brother was
gone, I went down to the cockpit and started to fill the bait tank
with water.
"I still can't get over how well you handle this boat, Jenny," Cliff
said. "I've seen many boaters, with a lot more experience, do a lot
worse."
"My dad made my brother and I spend hours practicing. He has a
couple of old fenders he anchors and makes us put the boat as close
as we can without touching them," I said. "I'll bet my brother and I
have over forty hours apiece just moving around and between the
buoys. We had to do it in the wind, the rain and the dark."
"How do you see the buoys in the dark?" Bill asked.
"Dad ties light sticks to them," I said.
Eddie came back with a bucket of baitfish, poured them into the tank
and we left.
My mom came up to the bridge and sat next to me as I carefully
maneuvered the boat through the marina and into the ICW. She was
smiling and humming a song I didn't recognize.
"Jen, I want to thank you for the way you, and your brother, handled
yourselves this morning. It would have been very easy for you and
Eddie to be cold towards our friends. I know it's hard for you to
comprehend what happened, but like your father and I said last night…"
"It's okay, Mom, let's just forget about it. Eddie and I were wrong
for watching. I'm sorry we spied on you, it won't ever happen again,
the spying I mean," I said with a giggle in my voice.
Mom laughed and said, "You're a nut, Jenny. You know your father
and I love you and your brother, don't you?"
"Yeah, I know. Eddie and I talked for a long time last night, Mom.
I think I understand what you and Dad were talking about, you know,
the difference between making love and having sex. It was just a
shock to see you and Dad, that's all."
"Jen, at your age there is very little difference between the two,
love and sex. As you get older, you will discover there's a big
difference, but right now, it's very close. Think about it like
this, is masturbation having sex or making love?"
"Neither really, I just do it because it feels good," I said blushing.
"What about when someone else touches you down there, is it sex,
making love or just feeling good?"
"MOM!"
My mom laughed and said, "Just answer the question."
"Well, I guess it all depends on how it happens and who's doing it."
I was blushing and could feel my cheeks heating as I talked to my
mom about sex. It was a little uncomfortable, but I wanted to learn,
so I was candid.
"Exactly! It can be several different things with the same person.
Sometimes it'll make you giddy, sometimes it'll just feel good, but
the best times are when it's making love. When I have sex, my head
is involved, when I make love, my heart takes over."
I became lost in my thoughts as I exited the ICW through the Ponce
Inlet and brought the boat up to plane. I set the autopilot and sat
back in the helmsmen's chair. Mom had just described my limited
sexual contact to a tee. With Cindy, it was just sex, we did it to
make each other feel good and to have a climax. We had never spent
anytime touching for any other reason, at least as far as I was
concerned.
With Eddie, my only other lover at that point, I had experienced all
three of the feelings Mom talked about. We had touched each other
just to touch, to explore, without any goal or expectations. Eddie
and I had also masturbated one another just to make the other cum,
but the best was when we would start out just being close and it
developed into something special.
I had several vivid memories of those instances, like the first time
we kissed, or he fingered me, kissed my pussy, or the New Years night
he rubbed his cock between my legs. Those times were not only very
exciting, but also made me feel very close to him. I could also
remember the feelings I had when I took his penis in my mouth the
first time and how connected I felt to him.
Turning towards the seat my mom was in, to say something, I noticed
she was gone. When I looked down into the cockpit, I could see her
talking with my dad and the others. I wondered where my brother was
and was about to call down to ask when I saw him appear.
Eddie came up to the bridge, stood behind me and put his hands on my
shoulders. I leaned my head back, looked up at him and grinned,
placing one of my hands on his.
"Where have you been?" I asked.
"Taking a dump," he replied with a grin.
"Oh, sorry I asked. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, you?"
"Yeah, I'm great," I said. "Thanks again for not doing what I asked
you to last night, Eddie. You know, I think most other guys would
have just done it."
"I'm not most other guys, not where you're concerned."
"I know. You're the greatest," I said softly as I rubbed the back
of his hand.
Eddie laughed, slid his hands down my chest into my bikini top and
squeezed my boobs. He ran his fingertips over my nipples and they
responded immediately. The sensation was mixed, my pussy tingled,
but it also tickled. I started to laugh and grabbed my brother's
wrists.
"Stop, you're tickling me," I giggled.
Eddie flipped my boobs out of my top, bent over me and kissed each
one. I covered myself and said, "Later, it's time to go fishing."
We were able to locate and catch a couple of Dolphin and several
Wahoo. We released the Wahoo, but kept the Dolphin for dinner. Dad
came up and drove while my brother and I helped Meg, Amanda, Bill and
Cliff catch the fish.
Dad called down and asked if we were ready to go back after about
two hours with no action. Eddie said, "Yeah, just give us a few
minutes to secure everything before you drop the hammer."
Eddie and I rinsed and put away the fishing equipment. We quickly
washed down the cockpit to make sure it wasn't slippery and yelled up
to Dad we were ready to go. I stood with my butt against the stern
as the boat came up on plane and moved effortlessly through the one-
foot seas.
It was a sunny and warm afternoon and I was just enjoying the ride.
I loved to drive our boat, but I also liked to just sit back and take
in the feeling of the motion as it moved along. Mom and the others
were sitting in deck chairs talking about the fishing. Eddie came
over and stood next to me, put his hand on the top rail and moved it
against my hip.
Eddie looked at me, smiled and winked. He stepped away from the
transom and walked towards the bow, along the portside of the cabin.
I followed him and when he sat down on the foredeck, I sat next to
him. We didn't talk, but we did share glances and smiles.
No one talked about the previous nights activities anymore that day.
We got back to the marina, secured the boat and Dad and Cliff went to
get a grill to cook the fish. Eddie and I took the fish to the
cleaning station to filet them and Amanda and Meg joined us.
My brother and I made short work of the two fish we kept, using what
we had learned from Nate while working on his boat, Eddie and I
filleted the fish and cut it into steaks. Both Amanda and Meg were
surprised at how quickly we were able to finish the job and made
several comments about it.
"Doesn't it bother you to do that, Jen?" Meg asked. "It looks so
messy."
"It's not too bad, not after you get used to it. Eddie and I had to
clean the fish for the customers on the charter boat and we got a lot
of practice," I said as I dropped the remains of the fish I was
working on into the grinder.
"Jen used to complain about the smell, but she doesn't anymore,"
Eddie said. "Jen can clean almost as fast as I can, now."
We bagged the fish and cleaned up the cleaning station. Meg and
Amanda carried the fish and I carried the knife bag. When we got
back to the boat, Dad had the grill lit and Mom was making coleslaw.
The dinner was great and everyone ate until they were stuffed.
Cliff told us they had to leave in the morning and what a great time
they all had fishing with us.
I had to bite my lip tip to keep from giggling as I thought about
the other fun they had, fun with my parents. We all sat around
talking until it was late. Mom and Dad told the others goodnight and
so did Eddie and I. We went to our boat and got ready for bed.
"Aren't you and Mom going to visit with Cliff and the others?"
Eddie asked.
"Not tonight, your mom and I are tired and are going to bed," Dad
said.
"When are we leaving for home?" I asked my dad.
"Well, I thought we'd spend tomorrow here and leave in the evening,
after dinner," Dad said.
"It will be dark on the way home," I said.
"Yup, it sure will. I want you two to get some practice running at
night," Dad said. "You can never tell when you will be out after
dark and it's different than running during the day. You have to pay
a lot more attention to the chart plotter and radar at night."
I had changed into a camisole boxer pajama outfit my mom had given
me. It was made out of dark blue silk, with lace trim. I really
liked the way the sheer material felt on my body. While I was
sitting in the salon, I noticed my brother staring at me. Mom and
Dad had gone to their stateroom, leaving us alone.
"What?" I said to Eddie.
"Nothing," he replied.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Eddie shrugged his shoulders and grinned. "You look really hot in
that outfit."
"You see me naked all the time. I'm dressed now and you think it
looks hot?"
Eddie came over to the settee and sat next to me, nodding his head.
"Naked is naked, I like it when you wear sexy things."
"Better than when I'm naked?"
"Sometimes; it leaves more to the imagination. I think it's cute
how your nipples stick out against the material."
I giggled and started to play with my boobs, making my nipples hard.
I pulled the camisole top against my chest and grinned at my brother.
"Like this?" I said.
Eddie nodded and said, "Yeah, like that. You really look sexy."
I pulled my legs onto the settee and folded them under me. I put my
arm on the back of the sofa and looked at my brother.
"What else do you like?"
"What do you mean, Jen?"
"How do you like me to dress?"
"I don't know, I like it when I see you in your underwear and stuff.
I also like it when you wear skirts."
"I like to wear skirts, I'll wear them more often for you, now that
I know you like me in them."
Eddie's eyes light up and then he started to giggle.
"What's so funny, Eddie?"
"I was just thinking about the night we were at the restaurant and
you weren't wearing any panties under your skirt."
I laughed and said, "Yeah, I remember it too, you bumped your head
on the table."
My brother was wearing a pair of nylon soccer shorts that were baggy
around his legs. I leaned forward, slid my hand up his leg and under
the shorts.
"I like it when you wear baggy shorts," I giggled as I fondled his
penis.
"I like it too, especially when you do that!"
Eddie's cock was semi hard when I first touched him, but he was
rigid within moments after I started to fondle him. I stroked his
shaft a few times and removed my hand.
"You're a tease, Jen."
"I know, but you like it."
Eddie put his hand on my boob, squeezed it gently and said, "So do
you."
I nodded and sighed as his fingers continued to open and close
around my tit. I leaned into his hand and he pulled away.
"Look who's the tease now," I giggled.
"I need to get some sleep," Eddie said, stretching his arms over his
head. "Are you coming?"
"I'll be there in a few minutes."
"Okay, see you in a few."
I nodded and watched my brother walk away. After a few minutes, I
got up and went out to the cockpit.
It was another warm night and the sky was filled with stars. I
leaned against the stern and stared into the sky, thinking about what
my brother and I had witnessed on the boat next to ours. I
remembered watching my Dad moving against Meg and my mom sucking on
Bill's cock. I also remembered how they looked, how they were
laughing and, I guessed, having fun.
Maybe Mom and Dad were right when they said they were just having
fun, having sex just because it felt good. None of the adults seemed
upset about what they had done, only about the fact that my brother
and I had seen them doing it.
I had heard talk around school about girls that went out with a
bunch of different boys, but they were known as sluts or whores. As
I thought about what my parents had done, I realized it was not the
same. After all, they were there together. It wasn't like one of
them was doing something behind the other's back.
My body began to respond to my thoughts and I put my hand between my
legs. The silky material felt good against my pussy and I closed my
eyes and continued to rub. After a few minutes, I slipped my hand
into the bottoms of my pajamas and slid my finger between my wet
lips. Sliding down, I sat on the deck with my knees bent and spread
wide. The bottoms of my pajamas restricted my movement so I removed
them and set them aside.
It didn't take long for my body to begin quivering and my muscles to
contract. My fingers moved along the edges of my sensitive pussy
lips and over my throbbing clit, but I never penetrated my pussy.
When my orgasm reached its peek, I pressed my hand against my crotch
and moaned out my pleasure.
When I began to come down, I sat back and relaxed. It was at that
point I realized my session was purely pleasure, not really sexual.
After I was able to stand, I put on my bottoms and went to bed.
Eddie was facing away from me on the bed, the sheet pulled up under
his arm. I looked at him for a moment, smiled and climbed into the
upper berth.