Chapter 3
It was nearly half-past-ten when Sylvia finally felt it was safe enough to go to Whipple's stateroom without arousing the suspicions of the children. They would know soon enough the true purpose of the trip; there was absolutely nothing to be gained by tipping their hand before the boat was even out of the harbor.
Without a doubt, she knew that he would be waiting for her, his enormous swollen cock in hand for her to suck while he told her all the wonderful things he planned to do to Jordanna. And, more, she was pleased as a country tart at the prospect.
Her heart pumping wildly beneath her filmy black pegnoir, the young brown-haired aunt hastily threw on her matching nylon robe and slipped her narrow fine-boned feet into a pair of clear plastic high-heeled mules before sneaking stealthily out of the cabin door. It was a little chilly out, what with the evening breeze blowing in from the open sea, and she pulled the robe a little tighter around her shoulders to suppress a chill. Luckily, she thought as she crept along the deck to Whipple's cabin, there was no moon.
Adrian was, just as Sylvia had expected, lying back on his back on his enormous bed, his own robe completely open in front, the towering fleshy pole of his cock pointing toward the ceiling as if in obscene salute. From the glistening sheen of the knob in the cabin light, and the dangling silver strand of pre-coital nectar that grazed his prickly goose-egg balls, it was obvious that he had been playing with himself.
No words passed between them-none were necessary-as Sylvia slipped quickly out of her filmy clothes and climbed nakedly on her hands and knees between her master's widely-spread thighs. It was obvious to Adrian Whipple what Sylvia was about to do as her face dropped to within inches of his rippling cock. It was now oozing clear fluid from the single eye-like slit in the purplish tip as she hummed appreciation for it in her throat and ogled its hugeness as her hand slipped the loose foreskin up and down over the bone-hard ridges.
The young aunt lasciviously licked her full red lips and inched them toward Whipple's naked thickly veined penis. "Maybe this will make you easier to get along with," she said, her eyes gleaming as she gazed at his gigantic pulsing cock. "Tell me what you think of my pretty little niece while I amuse myself ... I can't wait any longer!"
She stuck her pink moistened tongue as far out of her mouth as she could and flicked the pointed tip up and down the stretched foreskin of his heavy, uncircumsized cock, causing him to groan with pleasure and strain his erect stiffness out from his hair-covered belly toward her open mouth. Then, she pulled it down like a pump handle until it was pointed directly out from his belly at her redly puckered, but slightly parted, lips, her still-flicking tongue licking hungrily at the sperm seeping from the dilating tip-end.
"C'mon, and tell me, Adrian," she teased, backing her head away from his fleshy rod a few inches, "tell me your wicked plans for seducing our little Princess!"
The lecherous English millionaire tightened both of his hands in her hair, suddenly tired of her teasing, and drove his throbbing cock into her hotly waiting mouth, forcing its thick head brutally between her lips and shoving her tongue back as he mercilessly thrust as much of his hardened shaft into her as she could take. "Oh, baby, that's nice" he sighed heavily as he felt the searing heat of her nearly-filled mouth surrounding over half the length of his cock enjoying the look of her bulging cheeks and lust-brimmed brown eyes as he speared deep into her. "Sylvia, my pet, you do that awhile, and I'll tell you everything you want to know!"
He groaned huskily as he began making short, hard strokes into her choking mouth and she squeezed her hand around the broad, rock-hard length of his cock and kneaded his sperm-filled balls hanging underneath with her other hand. Then, he closed his eyes and savored her loving technique a few moments and then concentrated on not cumming, wanting it to last while he told her his plans, knowing it would fire her up even more and thereby increase the pleasure she would give him.
The cheeks of his ass hollowing as he pumped in and out of her alternately puffed and sunken cheeks as she knelt obscenely-;before him sucking noisily, he forced himself to continue, "I think the best way is to let out little bird discover my collection of erotica-allow her to peruse it at her leisure-and let nature take its course until I can catch her in a compromising situation ... I can keep Paulo and Manuelo busy below-decks, but ... but someone will have to keep Dusty occupied until I make my move."
He felt her tongue begin following the full pulsating length each time it retreated, lightly circling its tip, sending jolts of electric sensations into his loins. "That's your part of the plan, pet," he added as he ground his teeth in response to a particularly delicious motion of her tongue. "If you can take care of the kid long enough to allow me a free hand with baby sister, we should be home free!"
He moaned again, increasing his speed and guiding her bobbing head below to match his faster rhythm while he watched her contorted face slaving on his cock now glistening wetly with her saliva. He loved seeing the huge thickness of his rod sinking in between her hungrily sucking lips, tiny red smears of her lipstick showing on it on the outstroke. As stuffed as her mouth was with penis, Sylvia could only mumble her agreement around the sliding, slipping cock as it continued to plunge deeper and deeper into her mouth.
The lecherous millionaire closed his eyes, pretending for a moment that it was the young brown-haired niece slaving over his swollen cock. By God, he thought, III enjoy getting that naive little pussy down in front of me like this ... I'll shove it so far down into her pretty little throat I'll be fucking her tonsils, and I'll pump my cum all the way down into her sweet little belly until she'll think it's going to fill her little tits!
But then, abruptly, he cried out, "Get your ass up here, Sylvia ... I want to suck you, too!"
Dusty Carter didn't know if it was intuition or the sounds of softly clicking heels on the deck outside his cabin door that had awakened him from his light sleep, but whatever it was, it had aroused his curiosity. Instantly, he spun around on the edge of the bed and began to slip into his levis and deckshoes.
Outside the cabin, Dusty could hear sounds-sounds that reminded him of a child noisily eating a popsicle-coming from a door two cabins down from his own. It was Mr. Whipple's and a light was emanating from the porthold in the door!
As silent as a cat, the curious teenager nephew inched closer, grateful to the gentle lapping of the waves against the hull of the moored boat for masking his footsteps. Closer and closer he crept until there, just there, he could keep the flat of his back to the cabin's outer wall and cast a surreptitious peripheral glance through the bright glass disk.
Jesus Christ, his eyes widened in disbelief, it's ... it's Aunt Sylvia and Mr Whipple, and they 're ... they 're sucking each other off!
Little Jordanna Carter couldn't sleep. She was far too excited over all that had transpired over the past few very exciting days. She lay in her sheer baby-doll pajamas, stretched out languidly on her bed in the darkness without even a sheet covering her, her young mind swirling with anticipation of the wonderful things still to come. It was an almost sensual sort of excitement she felt as she thought of the happy sun-filled days ahead-almost like she felt those times when Teddy Harrison down the block had grabbed her down there whenever they played tag together. Of course, she didn't play tag anymore; she was a grown-up young lady now, and she didn't have time for such silly childish nonsense.
Still, those feelings-those prickly little tingles-were still there, especially when she thought about something exciting. Sometimes, she could hardly stand it, they became so intense ... all along the insides of her soft smooth thighs, and right up through ... through her thing ... then they'd race over her belly and up to her breasts, making them throb until her tiny nipples would get so hard ... so hard, she just had to slip her finger inside her little slit and rub ... but that only made her feel better for a little while, because the tingling prickles would get stronger and stronger, and she'd rub harder and harder, until finally, she would cry herself to sleep, and in the morning they'd be gone again ... for awhile.
What bothered her most was that these feelings seemed to occur more frequently lately, arid every time they came over her, she got the wildest thoughts ... like visulizing her daddy's penis the way she'd "accidentally" seen it on those occasions she'd walk in on him in the bathroom ... Or, her brother, Dusty's ... and she'd more than just seen his; she'd held it in her hands and examined it closely ... God, how she wished she had one of her own right now! She knew what what she'd do with it, too ... push it right into her holer virgin or not!
Subconsciously, Jordanna's tiny hand moved downwards over her smooth flat belly ... down to her warm vibrant thighs, and slipped inside the elastic legband of her little silk panties, her fingers gently parting the soft, sparse fuzz and fondling the fleshy soft lips of her tight little pussy, finally spreading them apart, one trembling finger easing in between their velvety moistness as memories of Dusty's stiff shaft filled her excited young mind ... and it was then that she heard the tapping on her cabin door.
At first it frightened her, and she lay breathlessly staring at the opening through the darkness, jumping at the anxiously whispered, "Princess?....It's me!"
"W-Who's me? Jordanna demanded indignantly, raising up on the bed.
"Dusty ... Who'd ya think it was, Chicken Little?"
Jordanna let out a relieved sigh, then got to her feet and went to the slightly-gaping opening. "Dusty," she said, "what in heaven's name are you doing out there?"
"Shhhhhh!" he cautioned, a finger covering his lips. "Come on out, there's something I want to show you!"
She could see her brother quite clearly now. He was already down to just his skintight levis, and she felt certain that she could make out the hardened swelling of his penis jetting out down there. She stared at it wistfully, then up at his beaming face. "What is it, Dusty?" she queried. "It's Aunt Sylvia and her boyfriend," he said. "Remember how I told you grown-ups suck each other off sometimes?"
Jordanna felt her face color immediately, but it was a warm and pleasant sensation. She nodded, hardly daring to speak least she make too much noise.
"Well," Dusty continued with mounting excitement, "come out here and you can see for yourself ... They're going at it right now!"
"I don't believe you, Dustin Carter!"
"Well, let me goddamn prove it, then!" Jordanna hesitated only a moment. The mere mention and thought of what her brother was implying had, for some unknown reason, set those maddening tingles soaring through her again. And, anyhow, she didn't believe he was speaking the truth. "Are you coming, or not, dum-dum!" Still, she had to know for sure. "A-Alright, but you'd better not be lying!"
Dusty helped his sister through the open door, letting his hands brush intimately over her lush young breasts and causing her to titter silently. Then, unexpectedly, she gave him a sisterly kiss on the cheek as she reached down and squeezed the thick lump in his levis.
"Watch it, Princess," Dusty grinned, taking her hand and leading her toward the dim light pouring through Whipple's porthole.
To Dusty's delight, his aunt and Adrian Whipple were still going at it, engaged in the same lewd act and in the same positions as when he'd snuck out to watch a few minutes after bedtime. "There!" he boasted proudly. "See for yourself, Princess!"
Jordanna was forced to place her small hand over her mouth to keep from gasping aloud as she watched the beautiful naked bodies of the couple on the bed before her. Instantly, the sight increased the already wild sensations coursing through her aroused young body. God, her Aunt Sylvia was absolutely delicious to look at! She was kneeling over Mr. Whipple's face with her crotch, her slender, well-manicured hands wrapped around the base of his long thick penis with several inches of it sunk deep in the liquid confines of her sucking mouth!
"See, smart-ass!" Dusty whispered.
"What'd I tell ya? ... Aunt Sylvia's sucking Mr. Whipple off while he licks her snatch!"
"Shhh!" Jordanna cautioned, suddenly thrilled to the very core of her being. "Let's just shut up and watch them, okay?"
"Sure, Princess," her brother giggled guardedly beside her, "anything you say!"
Standing there in the darkness, peering through the porthole into Whipple's brightly-lit stateroom, the young niece could almost feel the wet, delightful tongue making its entrance between her own tight pussy lips. She could almost cry with joy for them in their happiness ... surely they must really be in love! She watched her Aunt's lover's big hands slide up to cup the twin moons of Sylvia's roundly firm buttocks and draw her satin crotch down closer to his eagerly sucking face as he thrust his tongue deeper and deeper into her clinging vaginal channel.
"They're getting ready to cum now," Dusty whispered excitedly behind her. "I can tell."
The twelve-year-old sister could actually hear the humming sounds emanating from her beautiful Aunt's throat as she watched Adrian Whipple's long red shaft sawing rhythmically in and out of Sylvia's open mouth, his loins tensing and jerking spasmodically in their quest for release. "W-What do you mean, Dusty?"
"I mean they're getting ready to pop their nuts! ... God, you don't know anything, do you!"
"Of course I do," Jordanna defended. "What I meant was, will Sylvia let him cum right in her mouth ... all that white stuff?"
"Sure! What'd you think she's sucking him for?"
"I-I don't know," she countered. Then, on second thought, "I wish it was me instead of Aunt Sylvia."
Dusty took a critical look at his baby sister in the light pouring from the porthole. "Yeah, me too," he admitted.
"You mean-"
"Yeah, Princess, that's what I mean, alright." He backed away and pushed his levis down, so that his own throbbing teenage cock was jutting straight out towards her.
Jordanna looked down at it excitedly. "Y-You mean ... you and me?" She was incredulous.
"That's what I mean, Princess ... C'mon, let's go back to your cabin."
"I-I don't know, Dusty," the little sister stammered. "I mean ... Oh God, I don't know what I mean!" As if to help his baby sister make up her mind, Dusty took her tiny hand in his own and guided it once again to the lump in his levis. Instantly, she gave it a pleasurable squeeze, then kissed the surprised older brother full on the lips. "Oh God, let's!" she stammered breathlessly. "Just hurry!"
Dusty wished he could see better, it was so dark in the cabin what with Jordanna insisting they leave the lights out. Still, they both had all their clothes off and she was up over him and on the bed in the same position Aunt Sylvia and Mr. Whipple had been in. He could feel the nipples of Jordanna's pretty little tits hanging down and brushing against his stomach as she held his cock and waited for him to start. She was holding his balls and stroking his swollen young flesh ... and he could just make out the smooth white globes of her succulent young buttocks wavering in anticipation above his own anxiously breathing face. "Jeez, you're beautiful, Sis!" he said.
"Dusty," she stammered concernedly, "aren't you scared we'll get caught?"
"Sure, Princess ... aren't you?"
"Yes ... But, I want to do it anyway, don't you?"
Dusty swallowed tightly, then ran his hands over the satin flesh of his twelve-year-old sister's thighs and ass, then down to the insides of her legs where the sensitive flesh was warm and excited. "Bring your rear end down a little lower, Princess," he instructed with renewed courage.
She did, and he could feel her legs tremble as the first delicious aromas of her aroused sex reached his flaring nostrils. Suddenly, he pushed his tongue forward, feeling the tickle of soft pubic hairs against it, an unexpected sensation that aroused him even more. Excitedly, he brushed through the tightly-coiled curls until he touched hot flesh and realized that he had found her pussy.
Tingling shocks raced wildly through him, and he ran his tongue along the crack from the very bottom to the top and then back again. He could hear Jordanna moan aloud, and reached up to squeeze her ass cheeks as a signal to be quiet. Again and again, he drew his tongue up and down through the softness of her pubic wisps, until, suddenly and without warning, it parted the fleshy lips a fraction of an inch and moved inside with a slithering thrust. Jordanna couldn't restrain the groan of passion that issued from between her lips.
There had never been a feeling to compare with it in her entire life!
Jordanna stroked the heavy foreskin of her brother's cock as she waited in seeming eternity for him to lick again, then lowered her face until she could smell intimately the biting aroma at its tip. She remembered the slit in the head, and then the way her beautiful aunt had sucked the cock of her millionaire boyfriend. Oh God, she wondered, could any girl be as lucky as she was ... to have such a handsome big brother who lay beneath her licking her cunt and sending all kinds of wild and delicious sensations rippling through her? And then, abruptly, she let her tongue reach out to the tip of Dusty's cock, tasting the unexpected wetness she found there and discovered to her infinite satisfaction that it wasn't at all unpleasant as she'd feared it might be.
She ran her tongue-tip over the smooth, rubbery flesh, feeling his prick jerk in her hand and his tongue suddenly brush hotly over the distended pink bud of her glistening clitoris. This time, she found the slit in the head of her brother's penis and the desire to probe into it was more than she could bear. She worked feverishly at it, as if by doing so, it would eventually worm itself inside, and for her delightful efforts, she received the respondent thrusts of her brother's own tongue into the feverish sanctity of her pussy.
Her buttocks quivered and lurched in ignorant, blissful delirium above him, the thought that she had to have Dusty's cock to its swollen depths inside the hot cavern of her mouth nearly overwhelmed her.
She plunged her soft pink lips over the head, her tongue swirling excitedly and with surprising expertise as she sucked out her passionate greed. Oh God, her young mind registered hotly, I love it!
Fourteen-year-old Dustin Carter had never experienced anything to compare with this, either. Nor had there ever been anything to equal the delightful sensation of an eager and nubile young pussy to suck in return....and at the same time, too!
Jordanna couldn't believe the enchanting thrills the sucking of her older brother's penis was bringing her. It was the most thrilling moment she had ever known ... and he was licking and sucking at her clitoris at the same time. Her pussy felt like it was about to burst into flames from the voluptuous sensations of Dusty's busy tongue. She could almost imagine how hot and thick his sperm would taste when it came. Pungent, too, like what she'd tasted with the tip of her tongue in the beginning ... Oh ... Oh ... OOOhhh ... OOOHHHHHHH! ... something was happening inside her! It was ... it wasss ... Oh, sweet Jesus, nothing had ever felt so wonderful!
Dusty suddenly realized that he was going to cum. He could feel the tingling way down deep in his balls as he opened his mouth wide and sucked his little sister's sweet pussy for all he was worth. He mashed his tongue on the delightfully throbbing flesh of her wetly seeping clitoris ... that's where she'd do it, he knew instinctively.
"Oh Christ!" he bellowed suddenly. "I'm cumming, Princess!"
"MMMmmmhhhmmmmmmm!" she gurgled delightedly around the swollen fist of his young cock. "D-Do it ... mmmfl"
And then, it happened....Dusty's rippling, lust-purpled cock burst open like the coffers of a lusty dam, long ropy squirts of his teenage seed filling Jordanna's little ovaled cheeks in a ceaseless flood. Eagerly, she tried to swallow his seed with her mouth open, getting only small portions while the tremendous wave of sheer delight swam over her and her body shivered and trembled above him as he clung inside the lips of her moist and tender cunt to her clitoris, even as his prick lurched and spewed the contents of his youthful vibrant loins all over her face and hair ... even to her lovely swaying breasts.
Completely exhausted, the young niece and nephew slowly disengaged their tangled bodies and lay panting on their backs in the darkness until Sylvia's footsteps had passed outside on the deck and Dusty felt it was safe to dress and return to his own cabin.