Story till now: Marky was invited by his girlfriend Lolita Kwon, and her mother Dominique Kwon, on an erotic cruise ship. Although apprehensive about being on a giant boat for several weeks surrounded by thousands of horny vacationers, Marky has decided he must go to protect Loli from her ex-boyfriend, Marcus Black, and his sadistic girlfriend, Sophia Underland. Marky went with his sexually dominant mother and lesbian sister to buy a new swimsuit, which resulted in him being forced to purchase and wear a revealing thong.
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Marky Day: a loser twenty year old college freshmen with low self-esteem despite somewhat good looks and an athletic build. Caucasian, skinny, brown hair.
Samantha Day: Marky's very experienced mother. Large breasts, wide hips, long curly brown hair, typical milf.
Sadie Day: Marky's popular tomboy sister, twenty-five years old. tall and long legged, large breasts, short brown bobbed hair
Lolita Kwon: Marky's cute, spunky, and loveable Korean-American girlfriend. Nineteen years old. Tan skin, large dark eyes, and short black hair with long bangs.
Dominique Kwon: Lolita's dangerous, Amazonian mother. Possibly a former gangster. Long black hair, cold eyes, many scars, and tattoos of dragons and naked women on her arms.
Marcus Black: Marky's estranged childhood friend, Lolita's ex-boyfriend, and current varsity quarterback. Twenty-two year old African-American.
Sophia Underland: Marcus's current girlfriend and incredibly wealthy heiress, rumored to be sadistic and evil beyond imagining. Twenty-one years old. Long silver hair, ivory skin, and orgasmic body.
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"Blue slug bug!" my sister yelled before bringing her fist down on my crotch. Again. For the twentieth fucking time. My cock and balls were really starting to hurt, and I knew we'd still be in the car for another hour. Ever since we were kids we'd play this stupid game (at her insistence) that every time one of us spotted a Volkswagen beetle we'd call it out and then punch the other. Thing was, my sister was way better at spotting these than me, and when she punched me it was always in the exact same place. My cock. She liked the way I reacted.
"Green slug bug!"
WHACK!. I gasped for air and held my bruised, swollen nuts. I couldn't believe there would be two so close to each other. We had already been on the road for a hour and we had come across and abnormal number of those fucking Volkswagens.
"Mom," I whined. "Can't you tell Sadie to stop hitting me."
"No," my mom responded. I could see her smirking in the rearview mirror. "I think it's funny. Maybe you should stop being such a little bitch and spot one first."
"Yeah Marky, stop being such a little bitch," my sister laughed at me. "Tell you what, if you spot one I'll let you punch me right in my cunt. I won't even flinch like you do." As she said this she lifted her leg. to give me a good view of her crotch. She wasn't wearing much. It was crazy hot out and we were on our way to the beach to board a cruise ship anyway, a cruise ship that catered to nudists, perverts, and sexfiends.
My sister was wearing the swimsuit she had stolen from the shopping mall the other day. It was a microscopically small green thong bikini, but over it she wore a very thin white button up shirt that she had tied into a not just under her cleavage, and a pair of daisy dukes that were cut so short they were practically a thong themselves. On her head she was wearing a pair of big hipster sunglasses and on her feet she was wearing platform sandals. She looked good to say the least.
I was also dressed quite scantily, which was not by my own design. I wanted to wear a pair of pants but my mother made me take them off before we got in the car. She said that she wanted me to show off the thong she had stolen for me. The thong was much more revealing than the one I had worn the other day. This one was black and was really just a small triangle with three very small pieces of floss. The triangle was so small that either side of my nutsack peaked out and the very top of my cock's base showed above. I didn't have much pubic hair but was little there had been had gotten shaved off at my mother's command. "I shave my pussy, you should shave yours," was what she told me in the bath last night. The only other thing I had on was a small t-shirt.
Luckily we didn't see any more Volkswagens for a while. My sister got bored looking for them and instead pulled out an erotic novel she had been reading. As she flipped through the pages I saw her other hand slide down the front of her cut-off jeans. This was typical for my sister. This was actually typical for everyone I knew. The world had become very liberal in regards to sex in the last several years. Graphic pornographic films were starting to be shown on even basic cable, nudism was commonly accepted, and there were no longer any laws against sex or masturbation in public. Clothing stores started marketing sexier and sexier clothes to both women and men. At college orientation I watched some of the football players, including Marcus, receiving blowjobs from some of the female faculty . . . in the quad of all places! Incest was no longer taboo and shunned, but kids at college were actually bragging about how hot their parents were. Girls compared their fathers' cock sizes and boys each said their mother gave the best blowjobs. The reverse was also true, and parents were bragging about what sexpots their children were. A girl's eighteenth birthday was now traditionally regarded as the first day she got to get fucked by daddy.
This sex cruise I was forced to bring my family on, the Aphrodite's Shell, seemed to be just one more escalation of the world's increasing obsession with constant and graphic sexual acceptance. I guess I was a little at odds with this world. My sister said I was a late bloomer, my mother said I was a faggot (meaning 'weak' more than 'gay'), but I just didn't like having my body and sex-life being something public for everyone to examine. Only Loli understood me. It never bothered her that I wouldn't fuck her at the park like all the other couples, or take her to the porno theaters, or let her strip at parties. She said she liked me being shy. That it made me unique.
"Alright we're here," my mother said as she pulled into the open air parking lot at the beach. "Sadie, stop fingering yourself help Mark with the bags.
"Just a second mom," Sadie said between gasps. "I'm almost about to cum . . . mmmhh."
"Well hurry up before I come back there and fuck you myself!"
"Almost, almost, almost . . . ." my sister had already pushed down her daisy dukes and thong to her ankles. She was sitting with her long legs spread wide, her head rolling back over the car seat. Her hand was a blur over her pussy mound. " . . . . THERE!!!" And with a violent explosion from my sister's pussy she came. She leaked a lot during her orgasms, just like mom. She squealed and laughed, before settling down and moaning in pleasure, ending her orgasm by twisting her nipples through her shirt.
By now the car was stopped on my mother was outside of it. She opened my sister's door to hurry her up. "You were only using your hand, did you really have to squeal like a Asian virgin getting a black cock up her ass?"
My sister giggled at my mom as she licked all of the cum off her fingers. "I've gotten really good at making pussies pop, especially my own. Maybe we should share a cabin so I can show you."
