Sailing with my daughter and friend by bstrbrwn1 - Sex Stories

Sailing with my daughter and friend by bstrbrwn1

... cockpit and put mine in the cup holder than walked forward. A beautiful spinnaker caught my attention as I moved forward and left me totally unprepared for what I was about to see. When I turned back I found the girls had repositioned themselves while I was below deck. Now I had two young ladies laying on their backs in full glory! I stood there for a minute mesmerized by the view of the sun on their slightly tanned bodies, their perky breasts, hardened nipples, the trimmed triangle of hair between my daughter’s legs and the small strip of hair trimmed between Sara’s all framed by the tan lines from their bikini bottoms. I felt a slight guilt as I became aware of bl**d rushing to my groin. The boat lunged a little and snapped me back to reality. I shook my head to clear it, took a deep breath and continued on. I cleared my throat in a loud manner to alert the girls to my presence. "I brought you some drinks" I said as nonchalantly as I could muster. My daughter jumped a little bit and sat up, pulling her legs up to her cover up a little. She seemed a little embarrassed. Sara put her hand up to block the sun from her eyes and just smiled and said thanks as she slowly rolled on to her side to cover up and took the drink. I am sure I was blushing a bit myself. I slowly stumbled back to the cockpit and sat down. I could see the girls on the foredeck talking and giggling. Occasionally they would look back my way. Who knew what they were talking about? I hope they didn't see the ...

... rising I had in my shorts. I sat in the cockpit trying to will my erection to subside. I just couldn't get the image of those naked bodies out of my head. At lunchtime the girls put back on their suits and joined me in the cockpit. I apologized for walking up there like that. I explained how I thought they were still on their stomachs. April said it wasn't any big deal. I had just surprised her that's all, and that I had seen her naked when she was younger. Sara just smiled and it wasn't any big deal to her either. She figured when they asked to tan naked most likely I would see them. We continued to eat lunch and the girls chatted. I tried not to look at the girls too much. Each time I did, my mind would erase the swimsuits and I am sure I was blushing. After lunch we turned the boat around and headed home. We still had a few hours of sailing ahead of us so the girls returned to their sun worshiping. As they peeled off their suits again images raced through my head again and I felt the familiar rise in my shorts. I couldn't stand the pressure this time. I set the autopilot and retreated below deck to my cabin where I proceeded to stroke myself to a fairly quick orgasm. Returning to the cockpit I felt a little better for the rest of the trip home, though I could still see their naked forms as I peered forward. The remaining sailing season went pretty much the same. When my wife came with us, it was bikini tanning; when she was absent it was naked girls on deck. I will admit I ...