1. Comfortably Numb Adventures: And This Was Just Day One


    Date: 12/7/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: captainfred, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    drive to the airport to pick them up. Everybody hugged and did bises (it’s a Euro-thing, especially with the French). It was hard to maintain my composure; here I was with two totally awesome babes one of whom wasn’t even related. A small boat is no place to be if you are modest or value your privacy. My boat has a forward cabin where I live and an aft cabin where any guest(s) live. Each has a queen bed and it’s own head (toilet) and shower. When it’s hot – all summer in the Aegean - I generally shower on the aft deck where there’s a cold water shower. I do it at dusk or later if there are people I don’t know in view as showering is one of the things I do without clothes on. By the time we got back to the boat from the airport it was after 11PM, way past my bed time. The girls were tired from their protracted flights – they had missed a connection or they would have arrived before dinner time. I showed them to their quarters, they closed the door and I didn’t see or hear from them until the next morning. I’m an early riser and I was on the computer by 0530. The PC is on the nav table is right outside the guest cabin and I could hear the sound of soft snoring. A good thing, restless sleepers don’t snore (I think). I expected them to sleep really late to get over their jet and anticipation lag. They didn’t disappoint. Around 1000 the guest cabin door opened and a sleepy-eyed Claire wandered into the saloon, the boat equivalent of living room. She had on a sort of shirt that I ...
    refer to as an Emanuelle shirt: long enough to cover her butt, but sleeveless with huge sleeve holes. I could see her perky little tits through the openings. Her pink breasts were conical, very pointy with long small nipples that seemed to be rock hard. It was a bit chilly, I made a note to keep the hatches open at night. I tried very hard not to stare. I just had shorts on, really a sort of bathing suit with no underwear, a poor wardrobe selection for the occasion. I could feel my cock slowly harden and there wasn’t too much I could do about it but try to move my ass back a bit to avoid being obvious. Claire asked me to show her where the coffee was. Dilemma! I pointed to the cabinet trying to get her to look that way as I quickly rose attempting to hide what had slowly continued to rise. I think she saw my problem but gave no indication that she did. I got the coffee out and proceeded to make myself unobtrusive. Claire casually moved around in the galley frequently giving me glimpses of her breasts. Her nipples seemed to have grown even longer and I was rock hard. This was pretty much on target to fulfill my fantasy, but I felt seriously guilty about lusting after my cousin. I think I did a pretty good job of nonchalantly chit-chatting while catching great views of her young titties. Sunglasses would have been nice to be unnoticed. Claire had said that Fabienne would get up in a half hour or so and we filled the time chatting about our lives. Then Fabienne came out in an ...
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