Sailing with my daughter and friend by bstrbrwn1 - Sex Stories

Sailing with my daughter and friend by bstrbrwn1

... noticed her hand move. She slowly moved her hand up along her shoulder, down softly over her breast to a wind hardened nipple. I swear she gave it a pinch. Then she slowly moved her hand down her stomach and along her outstretched leg. Then she bent her leg and let her hand travel back down and slide along her slit. My mind was foggy. I was mesmerized. This couldn't be happening. It had to be a daydream; my own perverted daydream. Then Sara sat up and looked at me. "Mr. B" she said. "Huh? I mean yes Sara?" I was obviously lost. Sara gave me a coy smile and said, "This might seem a little strange, but it feels kind of weird being the only one naked." I took a sad but relieved sigh, thinking she would be getting dressed and lessening the tension. "Would you be naked too?" Huh? What? Where? I didn't just hear that. No way, that can't happen! "I don't know Sara." I replied, trying to think of a good excuse. "It's OK Mr. B. I've seen guys naked before. And besides, I would feel better not being the only one." Sure I thought, but how would I explain the hard on between my legs? Time to head home, get back to the docks! My mind was sending up flags all over the place. Common sense would be to run for home. But common sense didn't win. "OK, just this once" I told her. I still wasn't sure how to explain my erection. I decided to tack the boat again so I could be on the opposite side of the cockpit. That way I wasn't staring straight at her slit. After the tack, I moved to the ...

... opposite settee. I tried to think of anything to decrease the bl**d flow to my cock. Sara sat there staring at me, as if waiting to see if I could go through with it. I finally took a large breath and removed my shirt and shorts. My cock had subsided a small amount, but still pretty rigid. Sara seemed to smile and all I heard was "Nice!" Then she layed back on the settee and returned to her tanning. It was hard to tell but I almost felt as if she was looking at me through her squinted eyes. I placed my arm over my erection, trying my best to hide it. We sailed for a few more minutes and I was working hard on easing my erection when I noticed Sara's hand softly caressing her shoulder, then breasts again. I thought I would try something else to get my mind off of this desirable girl laying naked only a few feet from me. "Sara, would you like something to drink?" Sara sat up and looked at me. "Sure, I'll get it." And with that she popped below deck. I could see her beautiful naked figure in the galley fishing two sodas from the cooler. She returned to the cockpit in all her glory, two sodas in hand. She put one in the cup holder near the wheel than stretched out her hand to give me the other. I took it from her and she sat down next to me. Her feet folded sideways under her, leaning toward me on her arm. "You know, you look better than I imagined you would." she confessed. "Excuse me? Imagined I would?" I stated in my own confused way. "I've tried to imagine what you would look like ...