Note: All characters are 18+ and fictitious. Any names or descriptions resembling actual people is purely coincidental.
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I had sex with Uncle Mike!
The thought was the last she had when she fell asleep, and first when she woke up to a bumping sound somewhere in the boat. She rolled over to let the morning breeze sweep over her naked body. The hatch was still open, and the sun was fully up in the clear sky. Then, a shadow moved past, and she realized someone had been watching her as she slept. Someone had been up there looking down into her cabin while she lay naked on top of the sheets.
A smile covered her face as she tried to guess who it was.
Uncle Mike? Probably not. He just left shortly before sunrise. Oh God! We had sex! I can't believe how good that was! I came so hard!
Mike had to rush out of her cabin before Rick and Dave woke up. She felt so 'adult' as she lay there on the bed, watching Uncle Mike pull on his trunks quietly. He kissed her, and she loved how his lip was kind of scratchy from stubble. After he had gone, she just laid there a while and smiled up at the night sky feeling like the secret mistress in one of those romance books.
Images raced through her memory. The look in his eyes as she sucked his cock back to life after she made him cum all over her face. The dim light from outside behind him as he loomed over her, thrusting himself into her little pussy. God, that was good! He was bigger than Adam, and he moved it inside her while she just lay there, moaning and clawing at his back. He made her cum with his mouth before that, and his cock made her cum again. Twice in less than an hour! A first for her.
Sleep took a while, but she was still thinking of Uncle Mike in her bed, inside her pussy, the feel of him riding her... when the next thing she knew, this bump woke her up.
She remembered how incredible the sex was, having a second orgasm so soon after her first. And then she remembered Uncle Mike cumming inside her. She reached down, and ran her fingers through the cleft of her sex, and felt the warm wetness still there... though some of it was probably from how excited she just made herself thinking about it.
Movement outside her hatch made her remember that she was being watched, and the thought of it made her giddy with excitement. Her fingers continued to play with her pussy, spreading open her lips and running her middle finger up the wet entrance to tickle her clit. When Uncle Mike did that, it was way better, but being watched made it a lot more fun than when she did it alone.
She moaned for herself and her peeping shipmate as her finger slid into her wet sex. On a whim, she lifted her finger to her lips and tasted the warm wetness. Her pussy and Uncle Mike's cum was like an aphrodisiac. It made her whole body super sensitive. She could feel every tiny hair on her stand up. In a few minutes, she was using both hands to pleasure herself, legs spread wide as she fingered her pussy for her one man audience. She just wished she could see his face, but he was just out of view from where she was laying. All she saw was his shadow. He was in position to watch her hands, so she decided to make it even more fun.
She rolled over, lifted up on her knees, legs spread wide, and fingered herself with her ass humping at her hands. Uncle Mike did her like this too. He got on his knees behind her, grabbed both hips, and just pulled her up and down his hard cock. That was amazing! He got so deep inside her this way. And she touched herself at the same time, which just made it ten times better. She started to wish Uncle Mike was there right now to do it to her again. It would be so nice to have his big cock inside her again.
An orgasm trembled over her, and she held nothing back, moaning and panting loudly for her secret admirer. It wasn't the long, drawn out orgasm she got from having sex with Uncle Mike. Quick, but very pleasant. She slid down onto her belly, and the faint sound of retreating bare feet told her the show was over. She giggled at herself and got out of bed.
Mike was scrambling up a pan full of eggs when Chloe came up from the cabin and beamed her smile at him. She was in another of her skimpy bikinis, and he decided he would need to buy her a few more to keep it interesting.
"Good morning, Captain." she chimed sweetly, and swept up to him for a quick hug and kiss. "I can take over here if you want, sir"
Mike smirked. "You want to cook?"
She shrugged. "Sure." she winked. "I'd do anything for my Captain and crew, sir. You know that."
She was starting already. Good lord. Whatever he did to deserve four weeks in a confined boat with this teen sex-kitten, he hoped he could do it again.
Dave came back to the main cabin looking like he'd just won the lottery or something. He eyed up Chloe as she stirred the eggs, admiring her adorable little ass in her thong bikini bottom. He was planning to wait until later, but considering what she just did in her cabin, and he was pretty sure she knew he was there, he decided there was no time like the present. Rick still hadn't made his way out of his cabin, so the opportunity was ripe.
He went up to the main deck with Mike, a collection of charts rolled up under one arm, coffee and dividers in hand. He sat next to Mike, spread out the charts, and handed him the dividers. "So... hell of a night, huh?"
Mike frowned at him. "I thought it was pretty nice." Mike said. "Nice breeze, calm. No big wake."
"Listen..." Dave said in a hush. "I, umm... heard you in Chloe's room."
Mike lifted a brow at him. "Did you?"
Dave closed his eyes and blew out a breath. "Mike! Seriously! What in the hell were you thinking? She's your sister-in-law's daughter for Christ's sake!"
Mike nodded slowly. "You know what else she is?" he said quietly back. "Old enough to decide for herself."
"She's a kid!" Dave hissed.
"She's a young woman." Mike insisted. "You know, my mother was just a year older than her when she had Kevin."
"That's no excuse..."
"Not making one." Mike insisted. "All I'm saying is that she's more mature than she looks, and she knows what she wants and isn't afraid to go for it. Believe me, I gave her every opportunity to change her mind, but... she wanted it."
"But... your own niece?"
"Step-niece." Chloe said as she came out of the cabin with two plates of eggs and toast. She gave one to Dave, then took the other to Mike and sat on his knee. "Is there a problem, Captain?"
Mike sighed. "Dave heard us last night."
She blinked at Dave and a coy smile lit her face. "Did you?"
He nodded. "You weren't exactly quiet the whole time."
Chloe nodded. "I know. I got a little carried away... like I did this morning, but you know about that too."
It was Dave's turn to turn red.
"It's okay." Chloe assured him. "I knew you were there... watching me. Did you like it?"
"Like what?" Mike asked.
