"Jen would really like to go on this cruise with us."
Brian looked up at his wife with an expression of surprise.
"Jen?" he asked.
"Yeah. She's never been anywhere, you know. Paula and Ben can't afford a trip like this," Brooke said.
"Then how could an eighteen year old girl afford it?"
Brooke smiled and inched closer to her husband on the couch. "I've been thinking about ways to make this work."
Brian's look acted as approval for her to go on.
"Either way, we'll pay for her trip," Brooke said. "It's only another fifteen hundred dollars. I'll just spend less time in the casino. But I thought we could, maybe, you know, let her pay for it in other ways."
Brian didn't look convinced. "Like what?"
Brooke put her hand on his leg. "I told her this was our twentieth wedding anniversary cruise and that I wanted to do something special for you."
"You've already talked to her about it? Without even asking me first?"
"Listen to me, will you?" Brooke begged him. "You can be such an asshole sometimes. Anyway, I asked her if she was available that week and if she'd be interested in coming with us. Well, she's always available, of course, because they never go anywhere and she said she'd love to go. I asked her if she'd still want to go knowing she'd be sharing a cabin with us."
She stopped and watched his reaction.
"She'd be sharing a cabin with us?"
Brooke moved her hand up Brian's leg. "You don't want a gorgeous, recently graduated high school cheerleader to share a cabin with us?"
"She's our fucking niece!"
Brooke fingers slid across her husband's cock. "We talked about that, too. She kind of likes the idea."
Brian squirmed. "Cut the crap. Tell me what's going on here."
Brooke rolled over until she was sitting in Brian's lap, facing him.
"I asked Jen if she'd be interested in joining us on the cruise, staying in our cabin, and providing you with a special twentieth wedding anniversary gift," Brooke said in her sexiest voice. "I asked her if she would be willing to pay for her trip by offering special services throughout the week."
After a short pause, Brian repeated, "She's our fucking niece."
"Now you're catching on."
Brooke felt the cock under her hardening. She didn't care if it was because of her stroking it or because of Brian's mental images of their blonde niece.
"Doesn't the fact she's our niece just add to the excitement?" Brooke asked, her hand picking up speed and pressure.
"What about Paula and Ben?" Brian said.
"They'll never know. Jen won't say a word."
Brian stared blankly over Brooke's shoulder into space, deep in thought. He barely noticed it when she opened his zipper and pulled out his long erection. Brooked slid down and licked the underside of the cock from the balls to the tip.
"Just think of it," she whispered before engulfing the cock with her mouth.
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"Do you still want to go?" Brooke asked Jen over the phone.
"Oh my God!" the teenager screamed. "He agreed? I don't believe it! Oh my God! I'm going on a cruise!"
Brooke let her calm down for a second.
"You remember the conditions, right?"
"Yes, Aunt Brooke. I remember. I'll do everything you said," Jen replied.
"And let's drop the Aunt and Uncle stuff," Brooke told her. "Call us Brooke and Brian."
"OK. I'll try to remember."
"Don't forget, it's not just what I told you, but this is Brian's present. You have to obey him totally. Get it?" Brooke said sternly.
"I'll walk around the entire week butt naked if he wants."
Brooke smiled to herself, thought about saying something, and then talked to Brooke about packing for a cruise. A very special cruise.
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The moment Brian saw Jen running out of the house the morning they picked her up to go to the airport, he knew he was in for a long week. Her t-shirt barely restrained her full, firm breasts as they bounced with each stride she took. As he helped her put her suitcases into the trunk, he couldn't take his eyes off her ass. The entire way to the airport, he was checking her out in the rearview mirror...his cock reacting with each passing mile.
Luckily, Jen and Brooke never stopped talking during the flight. When, or if, Brian would be forced into chatting with Jen, at least he had picked up on a few topics he knew would allow Jen to carry the conversation. The only thing Brian thought he had in common with the teenager was a deep appreciation of her good looks and luscious body.
Jen had spent the last five years or so being told how beautiful she was. Cheerleading was a legitimate means of displaying her body to the masses. Brooke and Brian were about to find out how much she wanted more.
They arrived at the port and Jen was in awe of the ship. At first, it was simply because of the size of it. But once they got on board she was nearly dizzy from constantly looking around at the splendor of the floating city. When Brian opened the cabin door and let the women in, Jen ran straight for the balcony.
"Oh my God! Look at this!" she exclaimed.
Brian and Brooke had been on many cruises and were used to the standard balcony cabin. Seeing their niece's excitement made it all a little better, though. Brian watched her slide open the door and sprint to the railing. Her ass rose invitingly as she leaned over and looked up and down the length of the ship.
"Unbelievable," she said. "It goes on forever. This is so cool."
Brooke threw all the carry-on luggage on the bed and smiled as Jen flopped onto one of the lounge chairs on the balcony. Two seconds later, she was back in the cabin.
"I'm heading to the pool," Jen said, unzipping her bag and rummaging through it.
As soon as she had her bikini in hand, she turned to head for the bathroom.
"Whoa!" Brooke yelled. "Where are you going?"
"The bathroom," Jen said with surprise.
"Uh uh," Brooke said with her arm acting as a gate blocking Jen's way. "This week you'll do all your changing out here. That goes for all of us."
She looked at Brian, whose faint smile acknowledged the order. Jen also looked at him, but with a more devious grin.
"Sure. Whatever you guys say," Jen conceded.
She kicked off her sandals. Jen grabbed the bottom of her shirt and, at the instant her breasts were about to appear, she turned her back to Brian. The shirt was tossed onto the bed and then she pulled down her shorts, seemingly taking forever to extract her feet while bending over at the waist. Without glancing back, Jen removed her panties the same way and stood naked in the middle of the cabin.
Brian stared at her body without the slightest hint of embarrassment. Brooke watched her husband more than she watched Jen, but appreciated the show her niece was putting on.
Jen took the bottom half of the bikini and slid it on gracefully, making every attempt to prevent Brian from getting a direct view of her breasts. After an erotic tug on the suit that caused it to ride up the crack in her ass, she put everything in place and reached for the bikini top.
She slid it over her head and let it hang in front of her. She gripped the two strings and held them at her side.
"Brian, can you tie this for me, please?" she said.
Just as Brian took hold of the strings, Jen moved backwards until her ass made contact with the front of his pants. Brian moved back just enough to separate from Jen, all the while tying the bikini in a neat bow in the center of her back.
When he was done, Jen quickly turned to face him. She once again bumped against him and reached up with her lips to kiss him on the side of his face. She let her mouth linger while pressing against his obviously hard cock.
"Thanks. This is going to be a GREAT week. Don't you think?" she said with a smile.
"I hope so," Brian said nervously. His desire to take her in his arms was overwhelming, but he didn't want to push it just yet...at least not with Brooke right there.
Jen grabbed her stuff for the pool and headed out in a rush. Before the door was completely closed, Brooke was behind Brian with her hand on his cock.
"Isn't she just the cutest little thing?" she whispered into his ear, rubbing the cock with more and more pressure.
"I guess. If you like gorgeous, blonde, teenage girls."
Brooke squeezed his cock roughly and slapped him on the ass before heading for the balcony.
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The rest of the luggage was delivered about an hour later. After Brooke unpacked, she and Brian roamed the ship to get their bearings. Eventually, Brooke told him she was going to sit at the pool and then shop. Brian went back to the cabin.
To his surprise, Jen was on the balcony. She was lying on the lounge chair, completely stretched out in the sun...topless. The sliding glass door was closed and Brian quietly stepped up to it, never taking his eyes of his niece's breasts. They rose from her chest with perfection; the pink nipples extended out more like a child's than a woman's, reminding Brian of her age.
His eyes moved down to her flat stomach and then onto the tiny patch of material that covered her pussy. His cock ached at the thought of what must lie underneath. Jen's legs were long and lean with silky smooth thighs.
But his eyes always returned to the breasts.
In the middle of his inspection, Jen suddenly turned over and laid on her stomach with her head tilted away from him. He studied her ass and back and legs. He was getting harder.
Brian built up his courage for a couple minutes, and then slid open the door.
Jen lifted her head to look at him.
"Oh! Brian. Perfect timing," she said. "Can you put lotion on my back and legs?"
She leaned up just enough to offer a hint of her breasts, but not nearly enough to show them.
Brian wouldn't have refused anyway, but her smile convinced him to do it. She pointed to the lotion on the table and Brian walked around her to get to it. She settled back down onto the lounge chair and he put a small amount of lotion on his hand.
He started at her shoulders and slowly worked down to the top of her ass. Another squeeze of the bottle gave him enough to finish her back. He rubbed it into her incredibly soft and warm skin, purposely avoiding any attempts to get his hands anywhere near her breasts or ass.
Then he moved down to her legs and worked the lotion into her thighs and calves. His bravery grew by the minute and he allowed the edge of his hand to lightly touch her bikini at the top of her thighs.
As soon as he lifted his hands, Jen rolled over onto her back. She looked up at him. Unbeknownst to Brian, she knew when he had entered the cabin and how long he had been staring at her. So, she didn't wait long for his reaction.
"Can you do the front, too?"
