A Boat Trip - Sex Stories

A Boat Trip

One of the most amazing things that has ever happened to me when I was 16 and went on a boat, not a big one, it held about 6 people. I was with my friend, Amy and her 43-year old father, Michael. I look back now and what I really knew I liked was being dominated. It turned out that the propeller on the boat broke as we were heading off to this island about 2 hours from where I lived. We ended up going very slowly to the island, it taking us over three times as long to reach our destination. Michael called the mainland and ordered a new propeller to be sent over, but it would take a week to arrive. The trip had only been planned to be a 3-day cruise. Amy had to be back home for school at the university on Monday, so she left the day after we got to the island. She went home with the other mates on the boat. I had nothing to do, so I thought, hey I am staying to soak up the sun and swim with the fish. The day turned dark and Michael and I sat up on the deck, playing cards and getting very d***k. The loser had to scull and of course I lost more. Now I think about it I might have been set up. After we had been playing for a few hours, it was my turn to scull once again, I turned to Michael and said "Michael, are you trying to make me lose, and get me d***k". His reply was "are you accusing me of something little girl?" I denied everything, but he didn’t think I was being serious. He said “right downstairs, its bed time, I've had enough”. I thought, ah well I am too d***k to ...

... play anymore, I need sl**p and followed his lead. My bedroom was underneath the deck, a huge bed, king size. I closed the curtain to my area of the boat and I undressed to my bra and g-string and climbed into bed. My voice sung out, "night Michael", and slowly drifted to sl**p with the rocking of the boat. I was almost asl**p when I heard Michael stirring. I peaked out the curtain to see him walking toward me wearing only his boxer shorts. I quickly laid down pretending to be asl**p. The curtain slowly moved to one side and I could sense Michael’s body on the bed. I started to panic, not knowing what was about to happen, was he just wanting to share a bed. No, no, as if that was it. I knew what he wanted. I should have stopped k**ding myself, but I didn’t want it to happen. My back was facing him so he couldn’t see that I wasn’t asl**p. My eyes were shut. Next I felt his hand running up my side and I thought, no I have to stop this. I stirred a little and then rolled over and said "Michael, what are you doing?" He boomed "you know what I am doing and you will let me little girl". I was totally shocked. No one had ever spoken to me with such disrespect before. I didn’t know what to do. I just looked at him. He started talking calmly. "Now Charlene, I know you’re not as innocent as you look, I know you like to please men." I didn’t know what to say. The only time I had ever been with a man was against my will when I was 16 and I was horrified by it. Michael began to run his hands ...