One Wild Weekend 1

How do I get myself into these things? Oh yeah, that's right, once again I was trying to help out a friend.

Yesterday while I was writing out my to do list for another boring weekend full of errands and house cleaning chores, all the typical things that filled my usual weekend, all I could think of was that it was the last weekend of summer and I had spent mine working, at work and at home. I had had no time for fun. Then, my phone rang. It was my best friend Amanda. Mandy, being the total drama queen she was, told me that she was desperate for my help.

Her cousin Chris, whom I had met on many occasions and thought was the hottest thing around, had set her up with a friend of his. They were going on a weekend sailing outing and there was no way she was going out on a boat for two days with two guys and no other female. There was no solution other than I go with her. I just had to. It would be a perfect last hurrah to summer. Please?

The "please" did me in. I gave up and packed an overnight bag with swimsuit, cover up, sunscreen and other essentials and was ready and waiting when she picked me up an hour ago. With the top down on her convertible, we drove for the coast, tunes blasting and girl talk all the way.

Now, here we stood side by side in the middle of a posh marina, staring at the vessel we would be boarding; vessel being the appropriate term because this was no sailboat. This was, in anyone's frame of reference, a yacht, a floating palace. Totally not what I was expecting and totally somewhere I did not feel like I belonged.

I leaned toward Mandy and whispered, "Is this what you were expecting?"

"Um, no," she replied just as softly. "Too late now." She reached out and took my hand, each of us comforted by the other's touch and ready to face this on a united front.

"You're sure?" I asked.

"Absolutely. Let's go," she replied.

We looked at each other and grinned like two little schoolgirls. Of course we did. We had known each other since first grade. Two of the most different children had become inseparable from the first instant. Where I am average height, Mandy is petite. I have long deep brown hair; Mandy keeps hers in a short, natural blonde bob. She is a natural at sports and I am a natural at logic and intellect. Mandy is an outgoing, born flirt; I am a mouse. People used to say that she steamrolled me into friendship, or, that I just hung onto her coattails for popularity. Truth was that we completed each other. We each had something the other was missing, plus, neither of us cared a lick about popularity.

We proceeded up the gangplank and looked around. No one was in sight. We picked a direction and headed toward the stern. Rounding a corner at the aft of the ship we found Chris sprawled in a lounge chair relaxing, drink in hand, eyes closed.

He must have heard our footsteps because he stirred enough to ask, "That you Josh? What time is it? I've gotta watch for the girls."

When his question was greeted with dead silence he must have gotten suspicious because his eyes opened a crack. Seeing us standing there he leapt up, in the process, he spilled his drink all over his shirt. "Shit!" he exploded. Mandy and I started laughing. He glared at us. "What time is it girl? I was going to be waiting for you at the gangplank with Josh like proper hosts."

"Don't worry so much. We're early by at least half an hour. Traffic was lighter than I expected. Sorry about your shirt." Mandy said with an ill concealed chuckle.

Chris stalked toward her with an evil glint in his eye. "That's ok, coz," he said. He took her into his arms for a giant bear hug making sure that he got the drink all over her. I broke out into a hearty laugh until he turned his gaze on me. Letting go of Mandy I got my fair share of hug and drink too.

"Chris, damn it, you ruined my shirt," Mandy screeched at him.

"I missed you too, Mandy," he replied, chuckling. "Looks like we'll all need a change. I'll introduce you to Josh then show you where you'll be staying so you can get cleaned up before we get under way."

He walked over to a bar area and pressed a button on an intercom. "Hey Josh, get your butt out here. They're here early. You can tell your captain to make sail."

"I see that they are here," said a voice coming not from the intercom but from the companionway, "and such visions to see."

I rolled my eyes at the line. Guys never meant stuff like that. Mandy and I knew we were no visions. I glanced over at her. She was staring at the man who emerged into the sun. She had told me about her dream man many times, dark curling hair, tall, but not too tall, tanned, brown eyes. This man, Josh, was him, average, yet debonair. He walked straight to her, took her hand and brought it to his lips. "Welcome," he murmured as his lips caressed her hand. Mandy looked like she had been struck by lightening.

He repeated the process with my hand but his lips did not linger. "The captain will be getting us under way. Ladies, if you will follow me please?"

He led the way down the companionway with us all trailing him. He stopped outside a door half way along the corridor. "Ladies, this will be your room. I hope you don't mind sharing. My quarters are across the way here and Chris is in the next cabin along the hall." He glanced at Chris. "You changing too I'm guessing buddy?"

"Yep," he answered. "I'll just be a minute," and he headed down to his cabin.

"Take your time ladies," Chris said to us, including me, but I had the feeling that he was speaking only to Mandy. "There is nothing to see until we round the point which will take at least a half hour. I'll have drinks ready for you?"

"Yes, thank you," Mandy answered. "Screwdriver please?"

"I'll have a Fuzzy Navel if you have peach schnapps please."

"Of course, your drinks will be waiting," he responded and headed down the corridor as Mandy and I entered our cabin.

After closing the door behind us we dropped our bags and just stared at the luxury surrounding us. Granted, this cabin was graced with two twin beds, but that didn't bother me! A flat screen TV on one wall, windows along the other, silk sheets on the bed, our own private bathroom, yes, this was nicer than any hotel room I had ever stayed in.

"Mandy, pinch me," I said softly to her. Catching sight of her hand reaching for my arm from the corner of my eye, I quickly jumped away from her giggling. "Really?"

"You said..."

"I know what I said. It's just a saying!"

"Whatever," she said. "Swimsuits?"

"Bikinis!"

"Hell to the yeah sister!" she said grabbing her bag and throwing it on a bed. I followed suit and quickly pulled out my bikini and a cover up. Turning I saw that Mandy was already out of her shirt and bra and was working her tight jean cut offs over her hips. As she wiggled them down I couldn't help but appreciate the way her ample breasts jiggled. I resisted the urge to reach out and squeeze them. At that moment, she glanced up at me.

"Need some help with your top?" she asked sweetly.

"No, but looks like you need some help with those shorts," I answered walking toward her. Reaching down I put my hands over hers and helped her ease them the rest of the way down. I let my hands caress her body on their way back up, a body as familiar to me as my own. As my hands settled on her breasts and began pinching her nipples, our lips found each other for a gentle kiss. My mouth opened under hers and our tongues began battling for supremacy. Her hands began tugging at the button to my pants and she quickly had them off of me. My mouth left hers to begin sucking at her breast while her hand began caressing my pussy, feeling the wetness there.

I stopped sucking and came up for air. "The bed," was all I had to say. She moved over to sprawl across one of the twin beds. Who need anything bigger when one was on top of the other anyway? I quickly removed my shirt and bra. Moving to the bed I climbed over her straddling her face with my pussy as I settled my mouth at her opening. Wasting no time, we began sucking and licking at each other. Our moans were the only sounds in the room.

I could feel the pressure building in me and from the sounds she was making she was close to an orgasm herself. As my tongue laved her clit, I inserted two fingers in her soaking pussy and began pumping at her. She did the same to me and soon we were both exploding with our orgasms, moaning as we continued finger fucking each other. As the sensations began to subside, I slid off her to her side.

"Mmmmm," she said. "That was good."

"So nice," I replied. "Perfect start to the weekend. We'd better get dressed though."

"Unfortunately," she sighed.

We both got up, found our suits, and shimmied into them. Then throwing on a sun cover up and grabbing towels we headed out the door and to the deck. When we got there, both Chris and Josh were at the bar. I hung back a moment drinking in the view that was Chris. He was tall enough to make me feel short, and muscular in a way that made me feel tiny. I knew he had a thing for working out and rarely missed a day. His hair was brown like mine but sun streaked with light highlights and his eyes were a deep, dark blue. I wanted to run my hands through his hair and swim in his eyes. My desire spiked as I drifted in my daydream.

"Takes both of you to make drinks?" Mandy asked, boldly approaching them and pulling me out of my fantasy.

They turned quickly, looking like they'd been caught at something. What? I didn't know, but they looked like they had had their hands in a cookie jar.

"Your drinks ladies," Josh announced, presenting us each with a crystal glass. "Mary, I'm sorry but unfortunately there was no peach schnapps stocked. Try this though, it's made with peach vodka and orange juice."

I took a sip. "Mmmmm," I said. "Delicious. I could drink ten of these."

"Have all you like. Let me know when you are ready for a refill. Shall we sit?"

For a while we sat and chatted, admiring the scenery as we sailed by. It was a beautiful day with wonderful company.

After we'd each downed our fair share of drinks, Josh turned to Mandy asking, "Would you care for a tour? I'd love you to see the rest of my ship."

"Sure," she answered. "You don't mind, do you Mary?"

"Of course not," I replied quickly. "Chris, you'll keep me company, won't you?" At his nod, Josh and Mandy headed toward the companionway and the fore of the ship.

"What would you like to do?" Chris asked me.

"Well, I hoped to get some sun," I answered. "Would you help me spread my towel out please?" He took my towel from me and laid it out at the stern in the sun while I applied sunscreen. "Could you get my back please?" I asked him.

For some reason he looked like a deer in headlights as I handed him the bottle and turned around. I braced myself against the roll of the ship as I felt his lotion-covered hands begin caressing my back. I had never expected having lotion applied to be a sensual experience. Having Chris do it was though. He didn't miss one square inch. As his hands moved up my sides to just under my breasts I felt my pussy getting wet. Lord I hoped he didn't hear my sigh.

"Um, I think I got your whole back Mary," he said moving back from me, and rubbing any remaining lotion on his arms.

"Thanks"

"I'm just going to crash on the sofa over here in the shade for a while. Let me know if you need anything."

"Okay, Chris. Catch some shuteye. No problem."

As he settled on the sofa and I stretched out on my blanket, I was still totally aroused. Had his touching me done anything to him? Probably not, he saw me as a sister or another cousin. I had never seen him that way, although I had pretended to. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sun.

After I had toasted on one side, it was time to flip. As I rolled to my back, I glanced over to where Chris lay unmoving, asleep. Since he was out, I decided to tan how I usually did and quietly slipped out of my bikini. I preferred no tan lines. I lay down again on my back with a sigh. It felt so good to be naked. With the sun warm on me I dozed off.

I must have slept for a while when some sound woke me up. I quickly looked at Chris seeing that he had shifted to his side but his eyes were still closed. Thank goodness. Just as that thought crossed my mind he stirred and began stretching. Not wanting to embarrass him, I reached out and threw my cover up on over my nakedness.

"Mmmmm," he said. "How long was I out for?"

"I don't know, honestly. I dozed off too."

"Mandy and Josh ever come back?"

"No, they haven't," I answered. "Think we should go and look for them?"

"We don't have to search the ship," Chris replied. "Come here, I'll show you. Josh has a state of the art security system installed. We can look for them from over here by the bar."

We walked together to the bar and Chris raised a panel to reveal two monitors. Each flashed with scenes from around the ship.

After a few different views, the left monitor showed one I recognized. "Stop!" I ordered. He paused the monitors. "Go back one on the left monitor, can you?"

"Sure," he complied with my orders and Mandy and my cabin showed up on the screen. "Oh, shit," he mumbled.

"You watched," I said, turning to him with fury burning in my eyes. Now I knew that their cookie jar had been our cabin. They had seen Mandy and I enjoying each other. "Damn you, Chris!"

"I'm sorry, Mary," he looked at me, blushing. "It flashed on and I paused it. Josh had nothing to do with it. You two were so hot I almost shot my load right there watching you."

"But he saw us too?"

"Yes, we both watched," he admitted.

"You know I'm going to kill you, right?"

"We deserve it."

"Let's just find the other two please," I ordered. He reset the monitors to flash through the various areas of the ships once again. He suddenly reached out and paused the right screen.

"I thought I saw something," he said. "Look right there." He pointed to the monitor that showed the bow area of the ship. It was set up with lounges and other comfortable chairs, some in the sun, some in shade. I looked and saw what he was showing me.

"Holy shit!" I said. Josh was sitting in a chair in the shade, his swimsuit at his ankles, Mandy naked kneeling between his legs. Her mouth was moving up and down on Josh. Even from this distance I could see how large his cock was. As we watched, he reached out and threaded his hands through Mandy's hair encouraging her to take more of him into her mouth. Without sound we could only imagine the moans being dragged from his lips.

We watched on the monitor as Josh pulled Mandy up from her knees and kissed her. He stood and kicked his swim trunks aside. He then led Mandy to a chaise lounge and helped her recline upon it. His mouth moved to her pussy where mine had so recently been. I knew her taste. Watching someone else eat her was turning me on. I felt my pussy getting wet at the thought of being eaten myself.

Chris was standing somewhat behind me so I could not judge his reaction to seeing his best friend intimately eat his cousin. I felt his hands on my shoulders gently, sensually, massaging. I wished he would lower those hands and caress something else!

On the monitor, Mandy was thrashing and it looked like she was screaming. Could I hear her from here? I was sure she had climaxed. I could just imagine lapping up the juices from her drenched hole.

The scene before us changed, Mandy got up on her knees on the cushioned lounge. Josh came up behind her and smacked her ass. I could see the handprint he had left. It looked painful. Mandy didn't appear to be in pain though. She looked even more turned on if that were possible. Josh smacked her again on her other cheek and her legs spread a little wider. I could tell she was ready.

Josh leaned down and kissed her ass cheeks; licked them sensuously. He used his hands to pull her cheeks apart to expose her to him. He stuck his pinky finger in her mouth to suck on it. I was surprised when he then inserted it in her ass! She threw her head back in apparent ecstasy. Behind me I could feel Chris' hands traveling my body, lower and lower. He was now caressing my ass. I couldn't help but lean back into his touch, encouraging more.

Josh had now pushed Mandy's head down to the cushion and she was wide open to him. They were saying something to each other that we could not hear. Then he plunged into her, his huge cock slid right in. His hands were on her hips helping her rock back into him to meet his thrust. He pounded into her again and again. Unconsciously, I reached up to fondle my breasts. My nipples were erect, aching, needing to be touched. I could feel Chris' hands slipping under my cover up.

"Do you know how much I wanted to take you while you were laying there naked?" he whispered in my ear.

"You saw!" I gasped, turning from the monitor for the first time.

"I didn't want to spoil your fun, or lose such and enjoyable view."

"I hate you!" I said, smacking him as I turned back to the screen to see what I had missed.

"No you don't," he whispered once more in my ear. His warm breath on my neck was sending chills throughout my body. "You want me to fuck you. You've wanted me since the day Mandy introduced us the first time. Guess what Mary. I'm even bigger than Josh. Think you can handle me?"

"Oh my fucking Lord," I mumbled under my breath as I pretended to ignore him and concentrated on observing our friends. I must have missed a lot. They both must have cum. I could see white blobs on Mandy's ass and now she was sitting on Josh's face being eaten again. Once again, Chris' distracted me with his hands, which were snaking around my body, pulling me back against him. I could feel his erection hard against my ass.

"Admit it Mary," he whispered again, "you are totally turned on watching my best friend do your best friend. You can't deny it."

At that moment, one of his hands found my swollen clit as the other began tweaking one of my erect nipples. When he began kissing my neck I completely gave up on watching our friends and let my head fall back against his chest. He pushed two fingers up inside my pussy. I was so primed and ready that that was all it took. My pussy muscles clenched around his fingers and I cried out as my orgasm took me and I soaked his fingers and hand with my juices.

As I stopped writhing he whispered once more in my ear, "This is going to be fun. I've been waiting a long time for you." He removed his hands from me and turned me in his arms. For one long moment his eyes held mine and I saw the truth of his words. Then his lips were on mine as I was shoved back against the bar and his tongue invaded my mouth. No one really believes me when I tell them how much I love to kiss. What a turn on it is. As his tongue attacked and plundered I moaned and attacked back. I was still tingling from just minutes ago and it was building once more.

I felt his hands at my hips. Without breaking contact, he lifted me onto the bar counter. His hands traveled at will under my cover up, squeezing my breasts, tweaking my nipples. His mouth left mine as he lifted my only stitch of clothing over my head and I sat naked before him. "God Mary, I need to taste you."

I smiled at him and nodded, spreading my legs before him. He knelt before me as if in obeisance. I felt him placing kisses on my inner thighs, my mound. His fingers spread me. He breathed deeply of my scent and moaned just before I felt his warm tongue swipe me from ass to clit. My head fell back. No thinking, only feeling. His tongue swirled around my nub, his teeth nipped. I felt like I might explode. His tongue moved to plunge into my soaking shaft, tongue fucking me as his thumb continued to caress my nub. Oh God, so close. It felt like electricity was shooting up my spine.