Holly found the remote for the TV and put on one of those cheesy, late-night skin flicks. It would serve her right if I jerked off in the shower, right on the soap! I smeared my white, creamy coating across the soap for her. I smirked as I rubbed my aching cock and wondered if I had enough time to get off before she got out of the shower. Mom and Dad tried talking us into some lame nightclub version of A Christmas Carol. You've already seen them," she said, wiggling out of her shorts, exposing her thong panties.Grinning to myself, that's just what I did, holding the soap in front of my hard cock as I sprayed it with thick, ropey strands of my hot cum. I dried off and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts before heading back into the cabin. I decided not to risk it, but the goofy grin I wore when she came back into the cabin sure made her suspicious. Somehow, we dodged that bullet of mandatory family fun time and retreated back to our cabin. Thankfully, she kept those on as she stepped into the bathroom area.
He reminded us to keep our phones in airplane mode and slipped up with his final rule, "If you spend all your pocket money on beer, I won't give you more." "Beer? As I danced around in the tiny shower beneath low water pressure, I tried not to think sister sitting just a few feet away watching softcore porn. She turned and poked her ass in my face as she pulled down the covers of her bed. I used the bathroom, not thinking about my piss hard-on showing as a tent inside my boxers until Holly said, "Looking good, bro! We traded places in the bathroom and I heard the shower starting.
" I asked Holly once we were released to explore the ship and she explained that once we were in international waters, 18-21 year olds were allowed to buy beer and wine. "Fuck you, I'm taking a shower," I said, heading towards the tiny bathroom. The door to the bathroom had felt flimsy and I was completely naked. As I soaped my private parts, I started getting hard. That's when I remembered what I had done the night before to the bar of soap.
I have light brown hair, a strong chin line and I keep myself in great shape even after my football career ended during my senior year. Those big tits always attracted the attention of my friends.
As a constant flirt, Holly loved the attention and did her best to show-off her tits.
Suddenly, life felt bearable and as soon as we crossed into international waters, we started drinking. Should I risk taking care of myself with Holly so close? I waited to hear her shriek and didn't, which meant she didn't notice the special coating I had put on the soap. Holly kept pushing and finally I agreed to go with her to the club. "And it's not as if they're going to drive anywhere." Dad cut us off after two each, helping us maintain the appearance of being sober.
By the end of that first night, we were singing Christmas carols as we staggered back to our cabin. My cock grew harder as I slowly rubbed soap up and down my long shaft. That also meant she was rubbing my cum all over her body. During dinner with our parents, they allowed us to drink beer. Truth was, we had been sipping beers most of the day.
No amount of begging by my sister and I could pull Dad away from the idea of a Christmas Cruise.
With our college classes ending early in the month, Dad was able to score to a week of cruise ship "fun" the week before Christmas and before the prices doubled. I'm sharing a cabin with Holly," I groaned, unconvinced.
After lunch, Holly suggested we visit one of the sunbathing decks and start working on our natural tans, so we stopped by our cabin and changed into our swimwear. Holly's big tits would be more than handful any guy and I stared directly at them as she laid back on the lounger. Lisa and Sean were swingers and they wanted to swing with us. At fourteen months older than her, I seldom played the role of big brother. Seeing her dressed up so precisely made me realize neither one of us were kids anymore. The one where we met up with with Lisa and Sean played thumping pop music. Lots of gels for the lights had been replaced with red and green in honor of the Christmas spirit.
"I heard there's a sundeck where women can sunbath topless," she said. I studied them, actually, admiring how full and firm they looked. Her soft skin had the same golden hue from her head to toes. I pushed away that thought as I studied the shape of her dark, rose colored nipples. "But we're brother and sister," I said, pointing out the flaw in her thinking. As soon as we joined Lisa and Sean, a waiter arrived to take our drink orders. Once I started wearing a two day growth of stubble instead of shaving, I never got carded and Holly's big tits usually assured she got her way.
It sounded absolutely horrible to Holly and I, especially the idea of sharing a cabin. Who wanted to spend a week at sea sharing a cramped cabin with their sister?