Family Cruise


No amount of begging by my sister and I could pull my parents away from the idea of a Christmas Cruise. My sister, Jade, wanted to travel with her friends to shop in Korea, while I had intended to go on a diving trip with several of my friends. What made matters worse was that I had to share a cabin with my sister. My parents tried their best to convince us that a family trip was in our best interest.

“Maybe you’ll meet a girl,” my dad suggested. Surprisingly, my parents were anything but conservative. My sister’s ex-boyfriend used to stay over regularly on weekends, and I swear the moans that come from her bedroom are loud enough to wake the whole house. I have no idea how my parents sleep through it. “Just use protection. We don’t want to deal with unwanted pregnancies,” they would say.

“And then what? I’m sharing a cabin with Jade,” I groaned, unconvinced. Who wanted to spend a week at sea sharing a cramped cabin with their sister?

As my dad put most of his cruise money into a nice room for my mother and him, Jade and I were crammed into a tiny, interior cabin. After boarding, a steward led Jade and I to our tiny cave. We both freaked when he swung open the door and revealed a single queen-sized bed. “No way!” I protested, ready to swim home before I shared both a room and a bed with my sister.

Always better at dealing with situations, Jade explained the problem to the steward. He got the point, looking confused why we didn’t want to sleep together before separating the single queen-sized bed into two single beds pushed against the walls with barely two feet between them.

For the rest of the day, we took it easy. After unpacking, we explored the ship before proceeding to check out the cruise’s seafood buffet. As was the family tradition, we opened several bottles of wine. At sometime close to nine, we parted ways from our parents and headed back to our room. Needless to say, Jade was stumbling back all the way.

Jade found the remote for the TV and put on one of those cheesy, late-night skin flicks. “Really?” I groaned.

“Afraid you’ll get hard?” She asked, flashing me a drunk grin.

“Fuck you, I’m taking a shower,” I said, heading towards the tiny bathroom.

“No jerking off in the shower!” She called after me.

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. The door to the bathroom had felt flimsy and I was completely naked, not to mention slightly tipsy. As I soaped my private parts, I started getting hard. Should I risk taking care of myself with Jade so close? My cock grew harder as I slowly rubbed soap up and down my long shaft.

It would serve her right if I jerked off in the shower, right on the soap! 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. Would she notice? I carefully placed the soap on the built-in shelf. I smeared my white, creamy coating across the soap for her.

I dried off and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts before heading back into the cabin. “What’s so funny?” She asked me, catching the way I was grinning.

“Nothing,” I lied.

“You jerked off, didn’t you?”

“Disappointed you didn’t get to watch?” I asked, climbing in to my tiny bed. What she said next wiped the smirk off my face.

“Maybe I did, too,” she said. “Want to smell my finger?”

“No way,” I said, not believing she had done anything while I was in the shower.

“Why not? Girls do it, too.”

“Maybe, but not as often as guys.”

“Says you,” she shot back and it pissed me off.

“Oh yeah? When was the last time you did it yourself?”

“Smell my finger,” she giggled, holding out her hand. “Or maybe you want to taste it?”

“Shut the fuck up,” I said. There was no way Jade had masturbated while I took a shower.

“Your loss,” she giggled, heading into the bathroom. I waited to hear the shower running, except she didn’t take one that night. Instead, she came out of the bathroom a few moments later wearing a long, oversized t-shirt. I noticed her tits swaying beneath the thin fabric and it looked as if her nipples were hard. She turned and poked her ass in my face as she pulled down the covers of her bed. I didn’t notice any pantylines. Was she naked beneath that nightshirt? I tried not to think too much about it and fell asleep.

I woke up before Jade the next morning. At least I guessed it was morning, since our interior cabin didn’t have a window. I used the bathroom, not thinking about my hard-on showing as a tent inside my boxers until Jade said, “Looking good, bro!”

We traded places in the bathroom and I heard the shower starting. That’s when I remembered what I had done the night before to the bar of soap. I waited to hear her shriek and didn’t, which meant she didn’t notice the special coating I had put on the soap. That also meant she was rubbing my cum all over her body. 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. I decided not to risk it, but the goofy grin I wore when she came back into the cabin sure made her suspicious.

After lunch, Jade 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. “I heard there’s a sundeck where women can sunbath topless,” she said.

“You’re so lying,” I said, convinced that could never happen. She insisted she was telling the truth. “If we go, you have to do it,” I said and much to my surprised, she agreed.

Finding the secluded deck was a bit of a challenge, but worth it once we got there. It was near the stacks and mostly empty. We picked two lounging deck chairs facing the sun and stretched out. I glanced at my sister, waiting for her to do it. “You don’t think I will, do you?” She said, reaching for the tie behind her neck. She was right, I didn’t believe, until she did it. “Problem?” She asked as she saw my eyes bulging out of my head.

Jade’s big tits would be more than handful any guy and I stared directly at them as she laid back on the lounger. I studied them, actually, admiring how full and firm they looked. I noticed how her tan never stopped. Her soft skin had the same golden hue from her head to toes. Did that include beneath her bikini bottoms, too? I pushed away that thought as I studied the shape of her nipples.

“Okay, you can stop staring, pervert,” she said without ever opening her eyes to notice me staring.

“No, I can’t,” I grinned. I was glad her attempt at making me feel uncomfortable was backfiring.

“Fine, keep looking,” she said, pulling out her bottle of lotion. She squirted a line across the top of her fine, large tits and began caressing them. “Don’t want to burn the girls.” That’s when it became too much for me. I don’t care if she is my sister, tits are tits and Jade had a damn fine rack! It looked as if her nipples grew hard as she rubbed lotion over her huge mounds. I turned away before I popped a boner while staring at my sister’s tits.

“Am I getting to you?” She asked as if nothing was happening.

“No,” I lied. I laid my lounger flat and rolled on my stomach before she could notice the growth inside my swim shorts.

“You’re no fun,” she giggled.

“You’re still my sister,” I muttered.

“But no one else knows that,” she pointed out.

“I do,” I said and did my best to ignore her. And by that, I mean, I did my best to only steal glances at her tits when she wasn’t looking at me. Damn it, she was getting to me and she knew it. I did my best to stay calm and failed horribly. I closed my eyes and tried to think about something other than Jade’s tits.

After about half an hour of sunbathing on my back, I knew I was going to have problems if I didn’t roll over. This private deck didn’t include a swimming pool, hot tub, or bar service. “We should get a beer or something,” I suggested. I carefully faced away from Jade as we left the sundeck and I led the way down the spiral staircase, effectively walking off my hard-on.

We strolled around the ship, drinking beers, shopping, and people watching. At one point, I came back from a bathroom stop and found some guy chatting up Jade. Later I found out his name was Sean. He stuck out as most of the people on the ship were parents, grandparents, or kids.

I held back and watched the two of them. A couple minutes later, a young lady who looked Jade’s age joined Sean. She slipped up next to Sean, wrapped an arm around his waist and gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek. That was when Jade saw me. She waved me over and introduced to me Sean and Lisa.

“It’s nice meeting you! We’ll be at the club tonight. Maybe you can join us!” Sean said. The two of them gave us a big smile and wandered off.

“What the fuck?” I asked, confused as hell and pulling my hand away from Jade’s.

“Tell me you think she’s cute.”



“Yeah, she’s cute as hell,” I admitted, glad to finally say something that made sense to me. Lisa was a tall, tan and had a pretty tight body.

“Would you do her?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked, lost again. Wasn’t she Sean’s girlfriend? Why the hell was Jade asking me these questions.

“God, sometimes you’re so fucking stupid!” She said before she stormed off. I caught up and followed her down narrow passageways, until we were back in our cabin.

“What the fuck is going on?”

“They don’t know we’re related,” she said, as if that explained anything. It didn’t. “And they are into the lifestyle?” I was still lost. “And they want to party with us?” I shook my head, as confused as ever until she spelled it out for me. Lisa and Sean were swingers and they wanted to swing with us. Trust Jade to know this. My parents sent her overseas for a Liberal Arts education, and come back liberal she certainly did.

“But we’re brother and sister,” I said, pointing out the flaw in her thinking.

“So what? We’re not going to have sex with each other. We’re going to swing, you know, swap partners. You get to fuck Lisa and I get to fuck Sean. We just have to pretend we’re a couple until we get down to business.”

“But, i’ll see you naked,” I protested, wondering why it didn’t matter to her. If we did this, I’d see her more than just naked.

“So?” She said. “If we get drunk enough, will it even matter?”

“I don’t know,” I said, unsure. Jade kept pushing and finally I agreed to go with her to the club. But first, we needed to head back to change to more appropriate attire. Once we reached the room, Jade pulled off her t-shirt and bra. “What the fuck?” I asked, started with the sudden nudity.

“Oh, grow up, bro. You’ve already seen them,” she said, wiggling out of her shorts, exposing her thong panties. Thankfully, she kept those on as she stepped into the bathroom area. I changed into a nice pair of shorts and a Polo shirt while I waited for her to do her face and hair. Twenty minutes later, she walked into the room. Jade had changed into a white sundress that showed off her glowing tan. The halter top showed off her ample cleavage, too. She had done her hair, put on make-up, and looked hot as hell.

She ran her eyes over me, clearly inspecting my choice of attire and decided, “You look good,” she said, running her eyes over me and smiling.

“You too,” I mumbled. It felt funny complimenting her. Jade and I had grown up with that typical love-hate relationship siblings feel. No one could make me laugh harder than her and no one could get underneath my skin faster. Seeing her dressed up so precisely made me realize neither one of us were kids anymore.

The ship had several bars and nightclubs. The one where we met up with Lisa and Sean played thumping pop music. No way would our parents ever venture near it. Lots of gels for the lights had been replaced with red and green in honor of the Christmas spirit. As soon as we joined Lisa and Sean, a waiter arrived to take our drink orders. Sean ordered a round of shots and two pina coladas for us. The waiter never asked for our ids, not that we were underaged or anything. I wasn’t surprised. Once I started wearing a two day growth of stubble instead of shaving, I never got carded and Jade’s big tits usually assured she got her way.

Lisa was a stunner with long, straight, dyed brown hair that hung halfway down her back. She wore a flowing skirt and a bikini top. Between the two was a long, flat expanse of belly that showed off her belly ring. Her blue eyes sparkled as brightly as her dazzling smile. She touched my arm a lot as we talked.

I found it hard to keep up a conversation with her as I was distracted by what was going on beside me. Try as I might over the loud blasting music, I only caught snippets of Sean and Jade’s conversation. Whatever he was saying to her, it made Jade giggle a lot.

I think Jade did a better job at selling us as a couple. She kept touching my arm or shoulder. Twice, she kissed me on the cheek. It felt funny having her act so friendly towards me. I caressed her hair a couple of times and tried to act romantic towards her, too. I guess we were doing pretty good because, if Sean and Lisa suspected anything, it didn’t show.

We danced as couples a few times and I felt as if I was at a wedding or something. It wasn’t until a long series of slow songs began that things felt weird. Lisa melted against Sean, clinging to him as they kissed and swayed. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I held her like I would hold a date, pressing her tightly against me as moved to the music.

“How’s it going with Lisa?” She asked.

“Good, I guess,” I said. “It’s weird with her boyfriend right there.”

“Trust me, she wants you, I can tell.”


“She keeps checking out your ass,” Jade said, slipping her hands down my back and grabbing my ass. She held both cheeks, massaging them as she pressed against me from the front. “She’s doing it right now.”

“Fuck, Jade,” I said as I felt my body reacting to her intimate caress. I understood she was just trying to sell our lie to Sean and Lisa, but the rest of me didn’t care. My cock started getting hard.

“We should kiss,” she said as we swayed next to the other couple.

“Really?” I mumbled, unsure if I could do it. Jade didn’t give a chance to argue with her. Keeping one hand on my ass, she grabbed the back of my head with the other and pressed her lips against mine. Again, my body reacted on autopilot. I felt her tongue caressing my lips, opened my lips, and used my tongue, too. I closed my eyes, imagined it was Lisa inside my arms, and kissed her back.

I don’t know how long our first kiss lasted. Once I relaxed into it, I didn’t try to measure time. Jade’s hand remained on the back of my head and as long as she held us together, I kept kissing her. Though I knew I was kissing my sister, my cock didn’t care. The drinks, shots, and anticipation of fucking Lisa worked against me and I grew hard.

“Damn, bro,” she whispered, looking up at me with dewy eyes and a hungry grin. “Are you happy to see me or is that a Christmas tree in your pants?” She pressed against me, dry humping my cock.

“Think you can ease off that?” I asked.

“No,” she said, glancing to her left. My eyes followed hers. Next to us, Sean and Lisa were entangled in a kiss even more intimate than ours. Sean moved his hand between their bodies and slipped his hand over Lisa’s bikini top, cupping her breast while they kissed and swayed. I was stunned by their intimacy.

When the long set of songs ended, the four of us drifted back to our table to our drinks. Lisa stayed pressed against her boyfriend and Jade followed her lead, remaining next to me, too. While Sean ordered another round of shots, Lisa peeled herself away from him. She squeezed my bicep and asked, “Have you ever done anything like this?” Lisa asked.

“Swap?” I asked, hoping that’s what she meant. She nodded and I shook my head.

“But you like the idea?”

“I like you,” I said, giving her my best rakish smile.

“Mmm, I can’t wait to have this,” Lisa purred, slipping her hand beneath the table and cupping my hard-on.

“How does it work?” I asked, struggling to maintain my control as this gorgeous woman caressed my junk just out of everyone’s view. “Do I take you back to my cabin while Sean takes Jade to yours?”

“Oh no, we like to do it in the same room. That’s okay, isn’t it?”

“I guess,” I said, uncomfortable with idea of having sex in front Jade.

“Trust me, it’s fun being watched,” Lisa said, leaning in and kissing my lips. She nodded across the table where Sean was kissing Jade. “And it’s even more fun watching, isn’t it?”

I had a chance to kiss Lisa once more before Sean brought the evening to an unexpected end. “Okay you two,” he announced over the music. “One more shot and then we’re going back. We’re calling it a night.”

“But aren’t we …?” Jade tried asking.

“Never on the first night,” Sean said, passing out the shots he had ordered with a wave of his hand. He raised his little glass. “To tomorrow!” We knocked back our shots, traded good-night kisses with our dates and that was it. Jade and I were left to stagger back to our tiny cabin alone.

“Fuck, I’m drunk,” Jade said, leaning against me for support. “And horny as hell.”

“Me too,” I said, meaning I felt drunk.

“You’re a good kisser.”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said. “I only did it because you made me do it.”

“I got so wet on the dance floor,” she said as we reached our level. “Is that wrong?”

“It’s sort of weird,” I admitted.

“You got hard,” she giggled.

“Because you were groping my ass and humping me,” I said, working the key to our cabin. “What did you and Sean talk about?”

“How much he wanted to fuck me and how he was going to think about me tonight. And, he told me Lisa goes both ways.”

“Oh fuck,” I said, stunned. “Do you?”

“Maybe,” Jade grinned.


“Okay, maybe I want to try it?”

“Really?” I asked, unsure what to make of her confession.

“If that’s what it takes to be with Sean, why not?”

“You think he’s that hot?”

“I wasn’t thinking about you when we kissed,” she said. I don’t know why, but that came as a relief. Jade reached behind her neck, pulled up on her dress and poked her head through the top curve of her halter-top. When she let it go, the top of her dress fell around her waist, baring her breasts to me again. “And I’m not going to be thinking about you when I do what I’m about to do.” She shimmied out of her dress, revealing her thong underwear.

“Wha-what are you going to do?” I asked, stammering as I looked again at my sister’s near perfect tits.

“I’m going to get off,” she said as if announcing nothing more spectacular than saying she was going to brush her teeth. “Now turn off the lights because you don’t get to watch me do it.”

I stood closest to the light switch for the overhead light. I snapped it off, plunging the room into darkness, except for the glowing LED dots from our wall chargers. Just the same, those dots of LED light felt like mere pinpricks against an otherwise dark room. “Are you really going to play with yourself?” I asked, feeling disoriented in the dark though I knew Jade was little more than an arm’s length away from me inside the tiny cabin.

“What do you think?” She asked, somehow hitting me in the face with her panties. “Damn, I am so fucking wet!”

I waved my hands in front of me as I stepped between our beds, afraid I would bump into her. I didn’t. “Are you in bed?”

“Mhmm,” she purred. “Are you going to do it, too?”

“Maybe,” I said, already pulling off my shirt and shorts. My hard-on had eased during the walk back to our cabin, but I was hard again the moment I saw my sister’s tits. I hooked my thumbs inside the waistband of my boxers, hesitating for a moment before pulling them off. Was this a prank?

“Are you naked yet?” She asked, her voice sounding breathy and different than I had ever heard her sound before.

“What do you think?” I asked, slipping off my boxers and dropping them on top of her.

“Gross!” She squealed, confirming my aim. “Are you hard?”

“Did you want feel and find out?”

“I’m just asking,” she sighed. “Fuck, my nipples are so hard.”

“They’ve been hard all night,” I said. I don’t know why, because that meant I had noticed and it felt weird telling my sister that I had noticed her hard nipples. I lay down on my bed and started stroking my hard cock. I was more excited than I thought and eased off how I was doing it so I wouldn’t come too soon. Being excited felt good.

“You got so hard when we were slow dancing,” she moaned. I didn’t say anything. Instead, I listened and thought I could make out a soft, wet, smacking sound. Was she fingering herself or just rubbing her clit?

I bit back a groan and changed my grip again. Damn, I felt as if I could blast off from two good strokes. “Did you see how Sean was groping her?”

“Fuck, I know!”

“What if they expect us to do stuff?” I asked and Jade moaned again. That wasn’t a very good answer. “You know, with each other?” I clarified.

“Oh! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Jade gasped and it took me a second to realise my sister was having an orgasm right next to me!

“Did you just cum?” I asked, smirking because I was still hard. I don’t know why, but it felt funny knowing she had gotten off and I hadn’t, as if I had won a competition. I know it sounds silly, but that’s how it felt.

“Yes,” she groaned. “Did you?”

“Not yet,” I admitted. “Did you hear what I asked you?”

“I don’t know,” she said, her voice still breathy as if she was breathing really heavy.

“What don’t you know?”

“Shut up and get off,” she said. “Are you even close?”

“Yeah,” I said.

“How close? Like really close?”

“Yeah,” I groaned, moving my hand back to its usual position.

“Tell me when you do it,” she whispered.

“Almost there,” I said, clinging to my last piece of sanity before the thrill of my orgasm took over my body. “Almost,” I announced, no longer caring that I was talking to my sister and then, my orgasm started. “Yes!” I cried out, digging my heels into the mattress and thrusting my hips upwards as I started spraying my hot, creamy goo across my chest and stomach.

And that’s precisely when Jade flipped on the light between our beds.

“You bitch!” I cried out, unable to stop what was happening with my body.

“Damn bro,” she grinned as her eyes went wide. She backed away from the lamp, kneeling on the bed and staring at me with an eager look.

I came and kept coming. Spurt after joyful spurt of hot cum spewed from my cock and splashed in a long line of ropey white from right between my nipples all the way down to my bellybutton and below it. “Bitch,” I repeated, staring at her.

“Awww, come on,” she giggled. “That was hot as hell!”

I held my hand over my throbbing cock and climbed out of bed. Jade’s eyes warily tracking me as I stood. I scooped a line of goo off my chest and smeared it on her shoulder as I went to the bathroom to clean up. I wiped off the rest and kept my still hard cock hidden as I went back into the cabin space.

“I want to get off, again,” she said with a hand between her legs, clutching herself as if she had already started.

“Go for it,” I said, sitting on my bed, still covering my hard-on and looking at her. She made a move for the light switch. “No,” I said, stopping her. “If you’re going to do it, I get to watch.”

“Are going to do it, too?”

I shook my head. I just did it, though I knew I could probably do it again in just another minute or two. That’s something i’ve practiced at home. I used to do a lot of edging, you know, where you tease yourself close to an orgasm and then stop and leave yourself needy for as long as you can before doing it again. Because of all that, I can get off and get hard enough to get off again almost immediately, but I wasn’t going to let Jade know that.

“Will you show it to me again?” She asked, playing with one of her nipples.

“Let me see what you’re doing,” I insisted.

Jade looked at me for a long moment as she thought about it. While she stared at me, mostly looking at my hand covering my cock, she kept on rubbing herself and playing with her tits. I felt my cock throb once against my palm and knew I was both hard and ready to get off again. Jade leaned against the wall and parted her legs wide, showing me every part of her shaved, tanned pussy. “Like this?” She asked.

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