Brian Ch. 03: The Boat Ride
The small party cleared the harbor and the weather was great. It was a warm, hot and humid day so normal in the south pacific. They passed the outer marker and were making good time toward the small island with the newly discovered ancient temple. Brian's daughters were laying on their stomachs soaking in the sun and getting an all over tan. It might as well be an all over tan since the bathing suits they were wearing didn't cover much nor leave much to the imagination.
They very much looked liked their mother twenty years ago. Both girls shared the same genes when it came to looks. Thank goodness they got their mother's physique and not Brian's.
Brooke, now 21, was a going to be a junior at the university where she was majoring in computer science. She was actually quite talented and making good grades. She had a nice figure that was well toned. She was not the jock type like her brother and sister. Being the mental one, she stayed in front of her computer screen and either worked on programs or worked with computer games. Her hair was sandy brown like her mom's and it short in a cut that landed right at her shoulders. She was an inch shorter than her mom at 5'5'' and weighed about 125. She was becoming more athletic now for some reason. She would get around her brother and now that he had his black belt she was beginning to take a more active interest in the sport and on working out with him. She had a nice body, about a big B-Cup or a small C-cup. Brian knew this because he got to sit, not by my choice, at the dinner table as Wendy and the girls discussed their bra sizes. He didn't even realize that the girls were out of their training bras until that time. Then he began to notice the girls were growing up. Being in the military makes you miss out a lot of growing up your kids do.
Brooke, or Book, as she was named was more like Brian in many regards. She was the studious one. Always cracking the books. She got her nickname when Bethany was born and later began to talk. She never could say Brooke; it was always "Book". After that it just kind of stuck.
Bethany was another splitting image of her mother. She took after her more than either of the kids. Beth was the athletic one of the girls. She was a cheerleader all through high school and was the runner of the family. She competed in all the sports that she could work in, basketball, track, and lacrosse. She also got interested in the martial arts after Dylan got his black belt. Both girls would fight over the attention their brother gave them as they practiced in the garage. Each of them would try to out do the other for his attention and always try to one better the other.
Beth was the smart one of the family. You would never see her crack a book but she always managed to bring home straight A's on her report cards. She just missed graduating at the top of her class when she graduated. She did win a full scholarship to the university where she claimed she was going to be a pediatric nurse. Like she needed the full scholarship. They had enough money now that her great grandkids would have full scholarships and still with money left over.
She was the one built for speed. Her body was fantastic as Brian discovered. She had a body that most guys and girls would die for. She had an awesome C-cup set of tits. Her body was toned and muscular. She had an ass that was the right size for grabbing. She would put on a tight pair of jeans and her ass was molded to them. She would strut her stuff with the best of them. She kept her hair long and most of the time in a long pony tail. Her hair was dark brown and straight coming down to rest right at the top of her ass.
The girls were lying on the deck of the motor launch. He had rented a 30-foot boat for a trip to one of the outer islands. As we were renting it, the whole family and Roger kept asking if this was going to be a Gilligan's Island trip. We would go for a three-hour tour and it would turn into seven years. Brian told them, "No, I would sacrifice them to the volcano gods to get him off the island quicker."
The girls lay there glistening in the bright sun. They were facing each other as they gently talked among themselves. He was watching the waves, the compass, checking the map, and occasionally gazing at their tanned bodies. He would have to move his cock around as he continued to watch them and fantasize about their naked bodies. Which was had to do since they were barely covered as it was.
"Just what do you see in Roger anyway?" Beth asked.
"What do you mean, what do I see in him? Roger is a nice guy, he is smart, and he says he loves me. What more can a girl ask for?" Brooke responded.
"I know, but he is such a geek. I am happy for you and I hope you are happy. But, Book, he is an asshole. He is stuck on himself. Girl, I have seen the other guys you have dated. You can do a lot better. What was that other guys name, Steve or something? He was a hottie. I would have jumped him in a heartbeat."
"Hey, that is my fiancé you are talking about. And the guy was Stephen; Steve was the guy that helped me with my computer science class. Well, actually, I ended up helping him. Stephen was a hottie and I did jump him. Several times. Steve was gay. Stephen was not, trust me. There were many nights that we would suck and fuck our way to rawness. But I got tired of him. We did it five times in one night, and one of them was in the bathtub. Did you know that it floats?" Brooke was giggling.
"I didn't know you were that wild. I figured something was going on. I saw the hickie you had on your neck once. I figured you didn't get it from a curling iron. I knew you must have gotten laid. Wish it would have been me?" Beth answered. Her voice was getting quieter as she talked.
Brooke reached out and ran her hand along Beth's arm. "Babe, you are a hottie like no other. I think you are drop dead gorgeous and I wish I had your body. Your tits are awesome. You have an ass, girl, that just won't quit. If I were a guy I would eat you until you passed out or died from dehydration."
Beth blushed. Her mind was going into over drive with the thought of her sister eating her. She was imagining what it would be like to have her legs spread and to watch her sister bury her face between them and suck on her clit. Or what it would be like to have Book's tongue in her pussy. Then as her mind shifted, she looked over Brooke and out of squinted eyes saw her dad rearranging his cock inside his pants.
This caused her hips to start to gently sway. The thought of her sister eating her and watching her dad adjust his cock was turning her on. She knew he had a sizeable piece of meat between his legs. She had seen it enough when he was in his bathing suit. Plus she remembered a time when she accidentally walked into her parent's room as her dad was getting out of the shower. He didn't she her but did she see him.
"Book, I think daddy likes the view of our thongs. He keeps looking over here at us and has to rearrange himself." She nodded her head in his direction.
Brooke rose up on her elbows and looked toward the back of the boat. "How much longer until we get there, daddy." As she rose up, her tits became mostly visible. She had loosened the tops straps of her suit so she could adjust it so there wouldn't be any tan lines.
Brian was indeed watching his girls. When Brooke rose up to speak to him, her small tits were visible. He could see her whole breast. Her nipples were pointing out and she had areoles about the size of a fifty-cent piece. "It will be about another three hours at this speed, baby. Lay back and enjoy the sun. We will have a hike to get to the site once we dock."
Beth also noticed her sister's tits. She licked her lips when Book's tits sprang into view. This only made her get hotter. Her pussy was starting to cream. Luckily it was hot and the sweat coming off her body was dampening her thong. It would be hard to tell the difference between the sweat and the pussy juice that was beginning to flow from her.
