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A Crazy Weekend Ch. 01

By: Stargaze



Before reading this story, please read 'A Crazy Summer Day' and both parts of 'A Crazy Voyage'. For the fans of those three submissions, here is the continuation you were waiting for. 

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Irked with anger I slapped the cellphone shut and tossed it onto the bed in the corner. With scorn all over my face I slumped in the chair beside the bed and pouted. "Bitch," I said to no one in the room.

Just then the door opened and Kristen came in with her backpack hanging loosely off her shoulder. She could immediately spot the frustration on my face.

"What's wrong?" she asked with a look of concern.

"Oh, just my mom again. The woman is hell-bent on ruining my life," I said in disgust.

"What did she do now?" Kristen asked.

"She said I can't go out with my dad this weekend because she needs me to work," I said still upset and angry. 

"What?" Kristen said looking annoyed now too. "She can't do that to you, you requested off weeks ago!"

"Yeah I know, well apparently Janine got sick and can't work this one and she has no other replacement."

"Tell her you have a class on Friday and you can't go!" Kristen shouted.

"She knows I don't have classes on Friday. It's the reason she gave me the job."

Two months ago my mother offered me a part-time position as a waitress on the cruise ship she works on. I was in desperate need of a job at the time and the thought of spending a few weekends in the Bahamas on 3 day cruises enticed me. She pulled some strings to get me hired with my restrictions of working only the 3 day sailings. It was a very part-time job, but it was a job neverthelesss, and one that would introduce me to the cruise industry. Something my mother was hoping I would get into. 

Despite my constant problems with my mother, I was grateful that she had helped me get the position. Kristen was hoping to get one as well, and has been unsuccessful so far. My mother refuses to do anything to help Kristen out, since she never liked her much.

Half a year has passed since the New Year's cruise we had been on with my father. A cruise that had changed our lives for the better, and had helped my father truly understand that he did not belong with my mother. Three weeks after the cruise, my father filed for divorce from my mom, and I thought our secret affair would finally become the fulltime relationship I had envisioned. Unfortunately, he only learned my mother wasn't the one for him that wonderful week at sea. He hasn't yet realized that I'm the woman for him; actually, that Kristen and I are the women for him.

After the cruise where my father let his morals die and made love to Kristen and I for the first time since the previous summer, our affair continued on select nights at home. Kristen would come over on nights my mother was away, and we'd spend the night having a wonderful threesome in my parents bedroom. On nights that Kristen couldn't make it, my dad and I made love alone. Everything was wonderful.

My father filed for divorce just as Kristen and I were going back to school for our Spring semester. I promised my father I would be home on weekends to be with him, but things never remained the same. Free of my tirant work-aholic mother, my father found some free time, and met a woman.

After seeing her a few times, he had a long talk with me about our situation. I had always feared this conversation. It was similar to the talk we had the previous summer after our romp in the pool and in the Jacuzzi. My father told me he loved Kristen and I very much, but he knows how our relationship would not work in the normal world. He told me all about Renee, the girl he had met, and how he really liked her. 

He wanted to cut off our games before things got 'out of hand' and told me I would find a nice guy. I was devestated, and naturally, so was Kristen after I told her. I knew my father feared our relationship leaking to the public, but to hear him call it a game really hurt me. Is that what I was to him? Just a pawn in some game? It was the first time in my life I was truly hurt by my father. And that ended our love affair. He went on to appologize about the way he addressed it, and promised me that it was much more to him than a game, but again he explained how it wasn't accepted in the world, and how it was best if it ended.

"That really sucks," Kristen said, "we had this planned for a while!"

"I know!" I shot back, "and you know what? This bitch Janine pulls this shit all the time!"

"Why doesn't she get fired then?" Kristen asked now just as upset as I was.

"Because she kisses my mom's ass, that's why," I said furiously.

Janine was a 22 year old girl who had been working on the ship for the past few years. She was notorious for her attitude and wasn't very well liked amongst the rest of the staff, but she knew how to play my mother and she got away with a lot of shit. This was the third time in a few months she had called out sick on a weekend cruise. Rumor has it she was off visiting her boyfriend in Fort Lauderdale when she was supposed to be "on her death bed" as she put it then to my mother. Now she was planning on playing hooky again this weekend, when I had requested off, and my mother wanted me to cover.

I wasn't sure if my mother really bought it that Janine was sick again, or if it was that she just didn't want me going with my father this weekend, and getting to know Renee better. My father had completed his sailing certification a few weeks ago, and was planning on taking Kristen and I on a sail boat he planned on renting. This weekend was supposed to be the first few days we would spend alone with my dad in months, at least we thought it would be alone. Only a week after my dad discussed the idea with us, he surprised us with the news that Renee would be joining us on the boat. When we first heard of his plans for the trip, Kristen and I privately shared the same excitement, but that was quickly destroyed when we heard Renee would be coming along.

Although my sexual relationship with my father had come to an end, I kept hope that it would only be a while before he reconsidered and broke down again like he did with us on the New Year's cruise. But then he met Renee, and it seemed as if any hope I had left had been vanquished. For the next few weeks I forced myself to live with his decision and his new "girlfriend", although I didn't have to like it. Kristen was having a very hard time dealing with it as well, but as weeks turned into months we both decided to move on with our lives, and forget our fantasy in which we thought would last forever. We no longer discussed my dad, though I know we both still thought of him.

We managed to deal with the end of our affair with my father as best we could, but we were having a more difficult time accepting Renee. It's not that we didn't like her, I'll admit we were harsh to her when they first started dating, but it's because she was the woman that stole my dad's heart from me, from us. I could even say I resented her more than my mother at the time. Renee took our petulant behavior with class and understanding, although her assumptions were a bit miscalculated. She assumed our poor attitudes were attributed to our jealousy of her replacing our mother, but in reality she would never understand that we hated her for replacing us as his lover!

My father didn't appreciate our nastiness toward her, and in the end we realized we were only hurting ourselves by pushing my father away from us. Renee didn't do anything to us to deserve our ridicule, and we eventually decided to accept the fact that my dad really did have feelings for Renee, and we eased our bitterness. Without ever appologizing for our behavior, Renee was grateful that we were now being more friendly with her, and to our surprise we actually took a liking to her.

She was MUCH cooler than my mother, not to mention a bit younger. She was only 28 and could pass for 21. She was very attractive and wore clothing my mother would not approve of, clothing that Kristen and I wore often. She had shoulder length reddish brown hair with light skin and hazel eyes. Her thin physique and medium breasts were very similar to me, and she was only an inch taller than Kristen. She met my father during a school field trip his class was on. She was a teacher from another school. They spent time chatting on the trip, and kept in touch. After getting to know her, I was happy my father met her. If I couldn't be the one for him, Renee definitely seemed to be suitable.

Without exchanging words for a moment or two, Kristen and I exchanged looks of complete dissapointment, but Kristen seemed to have more fury in her eyes than a moment prior. "So what are you doing to do about it?" she asked.

"What do you mean, 'what are you going to do about it?'" I asked her not comprehending, "I can't do ANYTHING about it!"

"YES, you can," she answered with irritation in her voice. "Don't do it!" she suggested.

"What do you mean? I HAVE to do it!" I shot back.

"NO, you don't!" Kristen yelled, clearly upset by this more than I thought she would be. "This is what, like the third time this chick has pulled this shit and everytime she gets away with it? You should do the same damn thing!"

"What? Call out sick?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah!" Kristen said. 

"Kriss, my mom will know I'm not sick." I said.

"How will she know? She'll be on the ship right? You call her on Saturday morning, and tell her you're sick too," she said. "Let her deal with it."

The more I listened to Kristen making excuses for me, the more I realized she was right. Fuck my mother. If she let Janine slide with it all the damn time, then why couldn't I get away with it as well? I decided to do it. I wasn't going to lose the date with my dad on the boat, regardless if Renee would be coming along.

On Friday afternoon after my last class, Kristen and I grabbed our things and headed for my house. Since our affair with my dad ended I didn't spend nearly as much time as I used to at home. Part of the reason was spite. I was upset with my father for a while for his devastating decision, but the other reason was because Kristen and I had really developed an even closer bond between us on the cruise, and we enjoyed spending nights together at the dorm on campus. We had been sharing the same bed for most of the semester, and we made love every night. I didn't want to go home to an empty bed on the weekends when I had Kristen in mine at school.

It took us a while to have eyes for other men again. After my father, all the guys at school seemed so immature. I guess I can say we went through a lesbian phase. Kristen broke up our ban on men when she finally decided to see a guy in one of her classes. In a way it was good timing, because rumors were beginning to spread that Kristen and I were more than friends, and although they were very true, we didn't want our secret to come out. So after a while I started seeing this guy Kyle I had Economics with. He was a nice guy, and treated me well, but I just couldn't help thinking of my dad everytime I was with him. We dated for a few weeks until one night I accidentally called him "Daddy" while we were having sex, and it weirded him out. I tried to play it off as a roleplaying game, but for some reason he wasn't into it. We had a mutual break up a week later, and remained friends. Now for the first time in four months, Kristen and I were spending the night at my house, in my bed, under the same roof as my dad. 

When we got there it didn't surprise us that Renee's white Acura was in the driveway. She practically lived at my house lately, something I had gotten used to. My father was happy with her, and I had come to realize that was the most important thing. He had much more energy and life in him than he ever did with mom, and I loved Renee for making him that happy. 

"Hi Daddy!" I said as I walked in the front door and planted a kiss on his lips. I was able to get away with the smooch because in Renee's eyes it wasn't unusual for a daughter to kiss her father on the lips. Kristen on the other hand, couldn't pass with the same privledge.

"Hi Rich," she said with a smile as they exchanged pecks on the cheek. We both exchanged a cheek kiss with Renee as well. 

"So are you girls ready?" my dad said with excitement.

We decided the night before not to even mention the situation with my mom. I didn't want to get him involved since I knew it would only put him in a bad mood, and worse, he could tell me I couldn't do what I was planning on doing to mom, and send me to work. My only fear was that my mother would call my dad before we got a chance to leave. If she called him to verify that I wasn't lieing, it could also ruin the trip. That's why I decided to make the call from the boat, where I know my father wouldn't be available to take a call, since he doesn't have a cellphone. He never saw the point in it if he never needed one before. That's one thing I loved about him, his simplicity.

"ARE WE EVER!" Kristen shout out with a huge grin. "This is going to be SO MUCH FUN!" she yelled again anxiously.

"Well, you girls better get a good night's sleep tonight, no fooling around!" he joked with us. "We need to be on the boat at 7 AM."

We both giggled when he said "no fooling around" because we both knew that he was very well aware of exactly what kind of "fooling around" we would do. Most likely not the type Renee would expect, though she laughed nevertheless. 

A few minutes later after moving our bags up to my room we settled in the kitchen for dinner. During our meal we talked about how school had been, and asked them questions about anything new, nothing too exciting. Then my dad said, "Melis I'd prefer if you could take your shower tonight instead of in the morning, because I know how long you take in there." 

I just smiled and said, "OK Daddy," as Kristen giggled a bit. "WHAT?" I said looking at Kristen with a smile on my face and food in my mouth.

"What are you doing in the shower that takes you so long Melissa?" she joked with a flirty look.

"Umm...washing myself,"I said with a guilty smile.

To my surprise, Renee found this funny and laughed along with Kristen.

"How long do you take?" Renee asked with a smile.

"Not too..." I started before being interupted by my father.

"She can be a half hour, maybe more at times," my dad said with a smirk.

"DAMN Melis! My dad would kill me!" Kristen said in happy shock. "He HATES having a cold shower," Kristen explained to my dad and Renee.

Then to my shock, Kristen said, "What if I share it with you? I can make sure you don't take that long."

I was stunned Kristen would say such a thing in front of Renee. It wasn't unusual to my father's ears though, since he not only knew we liked to shower together, he had shared showers with us. Perhaps Kristen's suggestion was just a ploy to tease my father into imagining it. Or remembering it. If so, it was still a bold thing to say with our company.

"That won't be necessary Kriss," he smiled wryly.

Again, Renee just giggled at Kristen's suggestion. I knew my mother would have flipped had Kristen said something like that at our dinner table. My mother was extremely old fashioned, and would have found the comment extremely inappropriate. Worse, later on that night I would have to hear how Kristen was a whore. My mother's favorite description of her.

I couldn't help but laugh about the situation. "I'll try to keep it short Daddy," I said. I was going to add, "If I don't, you can come in and get me," but I didn't want to push it further. I didn't know how much Renee would find humourous.

After dinner Kristen and I went upstairs and laughed about what happened at dinner. I began undressing in my bedroom as I usually do before my shower at home lately, when Kristen dared me to let her jump in with me anyway. Despite how badly I would have loved that, I didn't think it was wise. So I took Kristen's cute face in my hands and kissed her lips and told her, "Wait until later sexy."

"Oooo," she smiled sinfully.

Then I thought of a question, "Hey, do you think Renee really thinks we shower together?" 

"I don't know, but she didn't seem to mind the thought of it," Kristen laughed.

"Yeah, but she probably thought you were joking," I said back.

"Let's show her we're not joking," she said as she crept closer to me and pulled my shirt over my head exposing my white bra.

"I'd love to Kriss, but it's probably not a good idea," I smiled as we kissed again, this time as Kristen slipped a little tongue in my mouth.

"CONTROL YOURSELF GIRL!" I laughed as I removed her hand from my breast. Kristen laughed too and gave a naughty smile biting her tongue between her teeth. She was so sexy, and she was ready to attack me.

"STAY!" I shouted and pointed at her as if she were a horny puppy as I removed my bra.

"Grrrr, rrrrow rrrrow!" she play barked at me as if ready to strike with a wide smile as she admired my breasts.

"I'll be back soon," I said as I slipped my panties off leaving me completely naked before her.

She stopped playing around for a minute and said, "You're gonna walk out naked?" she asked almost in shock.

"Sure, why not? They're downstairs," I said as I opened the door.

I felt extremely naughty walking through the hallway in nothing but my birthday suit, knowing that my dad and his girlfriend were probably in the living room at the base of the stairs. I contemplated walking down the stairs slowly to spy on them, but didn't want to risk being seen. It would take a lot of explaining to Renee that I had pretty much been a home nudist for the past few months. 

I never really walked around the house naked, but after my father had seen me sunbathing nude by the poolside the previous summer, I never saw the point in wearing anything into the bathroom. I usually showered in the morning, and since my mother was usually out of the house by then and I slept naked anyway, I would simply stay that way until I finished my shower. My father would see me sometimes on my walk to the bathroom, and I just loved the tease it gave him. It's also what usually caused me to masterbate in the shower afterwards. Another reason I took so long.

Instead of venturing down the stairs, I just stood at the top of it for a minute almost daring them to look up the stairs at me. The feeling sent shivers through my body and I knew I needed to get to my shower so I could get to Kristen who was waiting for me. That's when I heard a noise come from behind me. It was my father's voice! It was coming from his bedroom on the other side of the hallway. Then I heard Renee's!! They weren't in the living room, they were in his bedroom!! I wasn't sure what they were talking about, but it was probably something about the trip the next morning. 

His door was wide open and I had passed it completely naked without realizing they were in the room! I doubted they saw me because I would have seen one of them in my peripheral vision. Plus, had Renee seen me, I'm sure she wouldn't be talking naturally in the room with my dad. Anyway, I got myself into the bathroom as fast as I could and closed the door.

After starting the shower I let the warm water fall on my face and my body for a few moments, thinking about Kristen, and my dad. Then I thought about how I just did something even riskier than walking down the stairs. I passed in front of the door. The thought of being seen made me even hotter than I was, and I began touching myself. 

As my fingers played with the tiny amount of public hair I had, I rubbed my tits with my other hand. My eyes were closed and I was thinking about my dad, Kristen, and to my surprise, Renee. Renee was a cute girl, and she had a great body. The most I had ever seen of it was one day by the pool. She was wearing a hot little pink bikini with triangle tops, similar to ours. Her body was definitely smoking and flawless, and it was no wonder why my dad was attracted to her. I kept my bikini on that day for obvious reasons, the first time I had kept it all on in quite a while. Much like Kristen, whenever I sunbathed, I usually went at least without my top. I didn't risk it that day. I wonder if Kristen would have if she had been there.


A Crazy Weekend Ch. 01



As the minutes clicked by in the shower I continued to play with myself, slowly fingering my pussy as I found myself thinking of Renee at the pool that day. I imagined what she would look like without that silly pink bikini on. I felt myself getting close fast. It amazed me how the thought hadn't occured to me before. Renee was hot!! 

Just as I felt myself building to a climax I felt a breeze cross my ass and turned quickly. To my stunned eyes, I saw Kristen getting into the shower completely naked. She had a huge evil grin on her face.

"KRISS!" I shouted as quietly as possible.

"Don't worry, they're downstairs," she said as she moved her body against mine under the water and began to kiss me.

I broke up the kiss momentarily, "are you sure?" I asked. "They were in the bedroo..."

"I know," she interupted me. "That must have been fun," she said about me walking down the hall with them in the bedroom.

"I don't think they saw," I said. 

"Doubt it, but so what if they did," she laughed. And then we kissed again, and her tongue found mine, and we became one.

Kissing passionately under the water, our fingers found each other, and we went for it. Her free hand moved from grabbing my hair to my wet breast, as she took it in her mouth and licked my nipple, sending shock waves through my body and out my pussy.

"Ohhhh!" I moaned having almost been there when she arrived. 

"I see you had a head start!" she teased before she sucked on my other nipple. "That's why I came in, I knew you'd start without me," she said as we made out once more.

Within minutes she had me cumming as hard as the water out of the showerhead, and my moans were muffled by her eager tongue invading my mouth once more. She hadn't yet come to an orgasm when I was getting nervous about us getting caught. Without actually washing myself, I shut off the water and whispered to her, "We'll continue this in a minute," as I stepped out of the shower.

With Kirsten at my heals she went to open the door, but I grabbed her wrist to prevent her.

"What are you crazy?" I whispered to her. 

"They're DOWNSTAIRS," she said to me sarcastically.

"We can't know for sure," I said.

"Oh please Melis, what's the big deal...." she started.

"It IS a big deal! Here, put this on," I said as I took a towel off the shelf. "You go first, and quickly, then I'll come after," I said.

Without arguing, Kristen wrapped the towel around herself with a look of dissapointment and left the bathroom. I knew she probably wanted to have the fun of walking through the hall naked again. Seeing that there were no clothes of any kind on the bathroom floor, I knew she had followed me to the bathroom as she had arrived in the shower. Looking around for another towel, I could only find a wash cloth. I almost laughed at myself at the irony and said aloud, "Well, here I go again!" and after peaking my head out of the door and seeing nobody in the hallway, I ran out completely naked once more, and dripping wet.

Kristen had left my bedroom door wide open and when I got in there I found her laying on my bed, spread eagle and naked waiting for me. I knew it was like her to be that daring, and I almost laughed as I closed the door behind me and locked it. Then I approached the bed and jumped on her.

We wriggled around in a naked wrestling match for a minute or two, stealing a kiss here and there, before we continued to make love. We were as quiet as possible, and eventually colapsed on each other after we each came once more. My bed, was very wet. 

We laid in bed together for the next hour or so, talking about the trip. We talked about how fun it seemed to be, and Kristen added a little talk about how she had once had an experience on a sail boat when she was seven. After a few minutes Kristen finally opened up and talked about my dad for the first time in a long time. She told me how she never forgot a single second about what we'd been through with him, and although she accepted that it was over, she would never stop trying. 

I found a tear well up in my eye when I knew she felt the same exact thing as me. "I try whenever I can Kriss," I said to her. "He just doesn't take to it anymore."

We knew it was probably hopeless that my father would dare jeopardize his new relationship with Renee, by doing anything with us again. But we never gave up hope. That's when we started talking about Renee, and I told Kristen about my little fantasy in the shower, and how I was embarrassed by it.

"That's hot!" she laughed as I told her. "She is really hot you know, why would you feel ashamed about thinking of her?"

"Because she's my dad's girlfriend," I answered.

"SO? Your dad's FUCKED your girlfriend!" she said, (talking about herself).

I laughed, "That's very true. I didn't think about it that way."

"I'm SURE your dad has fantasized about you, or even us with Renee," Kristen said.

"You think so?" I said.

"Oh PLLEEAASSE!" she laughed, "I'd bet my life on it!"

"Yeah, that would be crazy," I said.

"That would be HOT," Kristen said. Then she added, "Hey, do you think she's bi?"

"I have no idea," I said.

"Look at how she reacted to my suggestion at dinner," Kristen added. 

"That doesn't mean anything, she could have just found it funny."

"Or maybe she liked it!" she said.

"Who knows," I said, definitely hoping she was on to something.

"Hey I got an idea," Kristen said sitting up in bed as the sheets fell off her naked breasts.

"Oh God, everytime you get an idea I get nervous," I laughed.

"What if we try to find out?" she said.

"Find out what? If she's into girls?" I asked interested.

"Yeah! We could do that easily!" she said.

"Kriss, I don't know, what if she isn't, what would she think of.."

"Would you stop worrying so much? " she cut in. "What's the worst that could happen? So she finds out we're bisexual, who cares," she said.

"What if she finds out we're lovers?" I asked.

"SO? So she'll tell you dad? Like he doesn't know?!" she laughed.

She had a point. I guess we didn't have much to lose, but I had NO IDEA what she had planned. We talked about it for another half hour or so, planning a strategy to tease her at first, and best case scenario, "SEDUCE HER" as Kristen so elequently put it.

Kristen went on about if she was indeed into chicks, how it could possibly lead to that awesome fantasy we just talked about. Although I DOUBTED Renee would try anything sexually with her boyfriend's daughter, she might possibly try to show an interest in Kristen. It was worth a shot.

Naturally, after our plotting, it was difficult for us to fall asleep. But we eventually did, after fucking once more we passed out wrapped around each other in a naked embrace.

The following morning the alarm went off early. The sun hadn't yet crossed the horizon, but I could see the sky brightening out my window and the birds outside were practicing for a symphony. After we quietly got dressed I began to make my way down to the kitchen to grab something quick to eat. I heard the shower running as I passed the bathroom and knew it was probably Renee in there. When I stepped onto the kitchen tile I was surprised to see Renee standing at the counter tending to a brewing pot of coffee. She was wearing tiny pajama shorts and a white tank top with apparently no bra underneath. My senses woke up immediately upon seeing her and I said, "Ohh...good morning."

She turned and smiled at me and said, "Mornin hun, want some coffee?"

I couldn't help but glance at her breasts as I could clearly make out the marks her nipples were making against the fabric. I felt a rush of excitement between my legs, and I knew coffee was not necessary to wake me up any more. "No thanks," I smiled.

"You're up bright and early," she said. "You're dad is still in the shower." 

"I know," I smiled. "At least he won't complain now that I took mine last night."

"Yeah I know," she said. Then she stunned me. "Hey can I ask you Melis, do you usually walk to the bathroom naked?" 

She had a funny smile on her face that told me that she wasn't appalled by it. But still I was shocked, she DID see me! I had no idea what to say, I totally lost all thought and couldn't think of a logical excuse.

"I..I..didn't want to forget my clothes on the bathroom floor like I always do," I found myself saying.

"Yeah, ok," she said not believing a word. 

"I..umm," I tried again.

"It's ok hun, it's not a big deal, I was just a bit surprised to see you, that's all," she smiled.

"Did my dad see me?" I asked before thinking whether or not I should.

"No...did you want him too?" she asked cleverly.

"Ah..no! No I didn't," I shot back fast.

"Well I wouldn't be walking around without my clothes on if I didn't want someone to see me," she said again with a smile.

She had me figured out. I was busted. She knew I probably got a kick out of exhibitionism, and probably assumed at this point that my father has seen me naked at least once after my eighteenth birthday, if not just a few days ago. But it didn't seem to bother her. I guess it was a good sign. I was still embarrassed by the conversation.

"Yeah, you're probably right there," I said as I smiled, which made her laugh.

Just then Kristen walked in and wondered what we were laughing about, but we didn't go back into it. Renee just forgot about it by saying, "nothing."

We sat down at the table and had a bowl of cereal as we waited on my dad. I could tell by Kristen's eyes that she was just as shocked as I was that Renee wasn't wearing a bra underneath the tank. I could tell she looked more than once and it almost made me laugh. I know Kristen was wondering the same thing, did she sleep in that, or is that how she's going to the boat?

Well a few minutes later we got our answer. When my dad joined us in the kitchen, all showered and ready to go, Renee kissed him on the lips quickly and said, "I'll be right down hunny," and she ran upstairs to change.

I was wondering if she had showered at all, and my dad told me she went in after us. He didn't seem to suspect that we showered together last night though. I was wondering if she had detected any sex in the shower when she took hers. I didn't know if it was detectable or not, but I kept wondering. I also didn't realize that she had been taking her shower at the same time Kristen and I were fucking on my bed! Could she have heard us from the hallway? I kept wondering. 

Within minutes Renee was back in the kitchen in a slightly longer pair of denim shorts and a short white buttoned top with pink bikini strings visible at the top. Like her Kristen and I wore our bikinis under our shirts. Mine was a red spaghetti strapped top, and Kristen's was a shortened white t-shirt exposing her studded belly button. Within a few minutes we were in the car and on our way to the marina.

When we arrived my dad pointed out the boat at the pier. It was a gorgeous 22 year old 30 foot Catalina with large aqua blue sails. I got very excited and grew anxious to get out on the open water.

Finally after signing some paper work and having a cute guy go over the ship with my father, we were ready to go. As we were setting sail Kristen reminded me of something I had completely forgot about, MY MOTHER.

"Ah fuck!" I said as I remembered. I really didn't want to make the call. I knew once we were out at sea there was no way my mother would be able to contact me, and I thought about maybe not even calling. But thinking of it further I could imagine my mother firing me over such a thing, so I bit my lip, crossed my fingers and decided to call her.

Kristen and I were below in the cabin at the time. It was a beautiful spacious cabin with a seating area, a small kitchen including a sink and a stove, and large bed behind a sliding door in the back. The seating area converted into more bedding to sleep up to 6 people. We would be spending a night on the boat.

As I placed the call, Kristen kept look out for my dad and Renee who were up top. I heard the ringing tone on the line and I got butterflies in my stomach.

"Hello?" I heard my mother say.

"Hi mom," I put on a sick voice. "Look, I hate to tell you this but I'm not feeling that well," I said.

"Oh don't pull that shit with me Melissa!" my mother immediately screamed. "You know damn well I need you today, so get your ass here now!"

I felt rage building within me, but I held it in.

"Mom! I really don't feel well! I'm nausous and I think I have a fever!" I said still with the sick voice.

"Look, I know you had that thing with your father this morning, so I HIGHLY doubt you're sick enough to miss that!"

"MOM! I'M SICK! CAN'T YOU FUCKING BELIEVE ME?!?"

"NO MELISSA, I CAN'T! Cause I KNOW you too well!" she shouted. "Now you get your ass here now or you start looking for a new job honey!"

"MOM!" I began to cry. "THAT'S NOT FAIR!! WHENEVER JANINE GETS SICK YOU LET HER OFF!!" I shouted.

"Melis! Keep it down!!" Kristen whispered from the stairwell to the topside.

"BECAUSE JANINE BRINGS IN DOCTOR'S NOTES!" my mother said, "AND YOU MY DEAR, ARE LYING!"

"MOM! HER BOYFRIEND'S DAD IS A FUCKING DOCTOR! DON'T BE SUCH A FOOL!"

My mom was silent for a second. Perhaps she hadn't realized the point I had just made. Everyone on the ship knew her boyfriend was signing fake doctor's notes for her. I FINALLY got a chance to tell my mother this.

"What the fuck am I supposed to do Melissa?" she said suddenly calming slightly.

"I don't know mom, but I'd make sure Janine's notes are legit before you think about firing anyone," I said.

"Don't worry about her, I need you here," she said relentlessly.

"Mom, I can't make it, I'm sorry," I said as I hung up. Kristen had been signaling me to get off the phone quick.

As I saw my dad's legs decend the stairs, I quickly hid my phone. 

"What are you girls doing down here? It's gorgeous out there, I thought you wanted to get some sun,' he said.

"We do dad, we're coming up now," I said trying not to look him in the eyes because I had been crying.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, why?" I asked.

"Oh nevermind," he said as he began to open the tiny refridgerator in search of a beer. 

I'm glad he dropped it. I didn't know if he noticed my watery eyes, but I didn't want to have to explain it. When he went back up top, I shut off my phone before my mother could call back and I hid it in a beach bag. I smiled slightly at Kristen and said, "Don't worry about it, let's go." 

Kristen and I accended the stairs and came out into the bright sunlite morning. Taking a look toward the rear of the boat I could see that land was left in the distance. We were making a pretty good pace and it was a bit windy. My dad was manning the wheel and smiling as we came up. I didn't see Renee at first but then I spotted her lying in the front of the boat in her pink bikini. Other than the bikini she wore dark shades and a white baseball cap with her hair pulled through the back.

Without thinking another moment I stripped the shirt off me and dropped my shorts to the deck. In my skimpy purple bikini, I tossed my clothes below deck, as did Kristen. I wasn't sure if I should be surprised that Kristen had not yet removed her bikini top. Perhaps she was unsure if she should or not.

There wasn't much tanning room in the front where Renee was because of the small deck space, but we managed to find some space in the back to lay out side by side. As we sat down I noticed Kristen reaching for her strings.

"Do you think we should Kriss?" I asked her.

"You didn't think I would come out here if I couldn't go topless did you?" she said with a smirk.

"No, no I guess I didn't," I laughed, "...but what about Rene..."

"Ummm....HELLO?? I thought you wanted to "find out,"" she said using her fingers as quotation marks.

"I guess you're right," I said as a nervous tension waved throughout me.

Before I finished my sentence Kristen already had her top off. My father hadn't noticed since he was facing the other direction, and I sat there for a moment puzzled over how he'd react. Surely I knew if we were alone on the boat with him, tops wouldn't have been brought at all, not to mention the bottoms. But would he be cool with it with his girlfriend around? How would he think she would react to his daughter and her friend showing their bare breasts to him? I had no idea, but there was only one way to find out. I put my hands behind my back and untied my top and put it on the fiberglass deck beside me. 

Lying down beside Kristen I felt the cool ocean air blow softly against my nipples, and they became erect immediately. Kristen was applying lotion to her naked top half and I enjoyed watching her rub it on her breasts. They glistened in the sunlight. She had beautiful tan tits, about a C cup and larger than me. They were about as perfect as natural breasts came, and I always assumed my father liked hers more than mine. Although he never admitted it. And believe me, we have asked, many times. Who's were nicer, who's were more squeezable, who's were more suckable, etc... He LOVED the game.

"Hey Kriss," I said as she passed me the lotion and I began applying it to myself. "Want to hear something funny?" 

"What's up?" she said as she lied on her back, eyes closed.

"Renee did see me last night!" I said.

"NO SHIT!" she said jolting up to a sitting position. "How do you know?"

"She TOLD me," I said with a smile.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, how the hell did this start?" she asked extremely interested and remaining in the sitting position facing me.

I went on to tell her about the whole conversation that took place in the kitchen that morning. Kristen was shocked and told me that was great news. She told me if Renee saw me naked and was cool with it, we had little to worry about being topless on the boat. Perhaps she suggested, we should even go nude. I told her not to push it. I told her even though her reaction to seeing me in the hallway was better than I would have hoped for, it didn't mean my dad would be cool with it around Renee. Kristen begged to differ. She said that she believes she knows my dad better than I do, and said she thinks he'd be fine with it. Then she reminded me of what she had told me the night before (in bed), that having us nude on the boat was probably a start to the fantasy she was insisting he's had. 

"Perhaps your right, but let's not try it just yet," I said. I was just as eager to lose my uncomfortable bottoms as she was, but I was still unsure of the situation. 

"Did she see your whole body? Or just a look at your ass?" Kristen said giggling.

"I don't know!" I said chuckling myself. "I didn't SEE her! Probably just my ass," I smiled and winked at her, making her laugh.

With the sound of Kristen's laugh, I noticed my dad turn around and see us. He smiled at me through his dark shades, and looked at us for a minute before returning to look ahead. He hadn't see my tits, or Kristen's for a few months, and by the look he gave, he missed them.

Kristen didn't notice his glance as she wasn't checking on him throughout our conversation as I was. When I told her he saw us and did nothing but smile, she said, "SEE?" and told me to relax. I knew I was overthinking things, but I was always the worrier in our relationship. I closed my eyes once again and let my worry subside. 

When I woke up about a half hour later I noticed Kristen wasn't at my side. I sat up and looked around, squinting in the bright sun that sat a little higher from the horizon than it had previously. I went to grab my top, but it was gone too! What the fuck? I thought to myself as I looked around the vicinity for it. It was gone. I had no choice but to stand up in the back of the boat topless and make my way toward the front. My dad was still at the helm, but Renee was standing there with him! I knew immediately she MUST have had seen us by now. 




A Crazy Weekend Ch. 01



I looked at her for a minute. She didn't look happy. Maybe she was outraged with all this nudity! I worried as I covered my tits with my arms as I walked around toward them. I would have stayed put, but I wanted to see where Kristen had gone. When I got mid way I didn't see her in the front either. I suddenly had a nervous tension that she rolled off the boat without them noticing. There was only a thin railing along the outter edge of the boat and I could have easily rolled off if I wanted to when we were tanning. With the wind on the boat, it could have muffled a scream for help as well. I got even more nervous. 

It didn't explain the dissapearance of my top, but it was lying between us with hers, maybe it went with her! "Daddy?" I said drawing the attention from both of them. "Where's Kristen?" I said nervously as I lost my balance slightly forcing me to uncover my breasts momentarily as I grabbed the railing for support. Renee's eyes went straight to my breasts, and a smile didn't accompany them. My dad didn't look at all too pleased as well, and I anticipated a speech telling me I needed to put my top back on.

Instead my dad simply replied, "She went below to use the bathroom." 

"OH," I said slightly relieved. I tried to cover my exposed left breast with my free right arm as I held the railing with the other.

"Where did you think she went?" he asked, "overboard?" 

"Well, I was just...er...nervous," I said feeling stupid.

He laughed a bit and said, "Don't worry hunny, I would know if someone went over."

With the laugh I was a bit puzzled about the concerned faces. "What's the matter?" I asked.

"I got a report that shows there is a storm in the distance," he said.

I immediately felt relief from what I thought they were upset about, but at the same time concerned about the storm.

"What does that mean?"

"Welp, it means we need to stay away from it, that's all. But according to reports, it might become unavoidable later on," he said.

"Do we have to go back?" I asked.

"No, no, don't worry about it. Don't let it affect our day, maybe it'll turn," he said as Renee smiled.

Unsure whether I should cover my tits any longer, I remained with my arm shielding them. Just then Kristen emmerged from the stairwell, still totally topless and uncovered. 

"Hey," she smiled at me, "what's up?"

"Err..nothing," I said as I slowly let my arm fall to my side. "Where's my top?" I asked her. My dad and Renee didn't seem to be listening anymore.

"Oh, I put it downstairs, so we don't lose them," she said with a smile.

"Oh but I would think you wanted to," I joked with her.

She laughed and said, "You know me too well." Then she added, "Hey if you don't mind I'm going to lay in the front for a bit."

Since Renee had gotten up, the bow was unoccupied. "Sure, go ahead," I said to her.

I returned to the aft, and sat back down where I was previously. As I began to rest on my front, I noticed Renee's feet coming toward me. She was still wearing her hot pink bikini.

"Hey hun, mind if I join you?" she said as she began to sit beside me.

"Not at all," I smiled as I looked at her body quickly before meeting her eyes again.

She made herself comfortable at my side without speaking and we both laid out quiet for a minute or so. Renee was lying on her back.

"So I see you really don't mind being seen," she said suddenly.

"Huh?" I said.

"Going topless around Daddy, I don't think you would have cared if he saw you in the hallway," she said with a slight smile.

"Umm.." I had no idea what to say.

"Hey hunny, it's cool. I'm just busting your chops," she said. "Do you mind if I lose mine as well?"

I was stunned by the words, and without thinking a second more about it I said, "Sure, go ahead."

As I lied on my side with my breasts smudged against the deck, I excitedly watched her sit up and unclip the pink bikini top I had previously imagined coming off. To my vantage point I could only see her bare back as she took the top off and put it aside. Then as she lied on her back I got a better glimpse of her breasts. I could see the profile of her left breast as it fell slightly to the side as she lied down. Her breast looked soft and perky, and was a tad whiter than the rest of her skin. A bikini mark was clearly visable. I saw the profile of her nipple against the sky. I felt a surge between my legs, and couldn't take my eyes off her.

"Ahh..that's better," she said without looking at me. "You know I haven't gone topless in a while," she said.

"Oh yeah?" I said, "Neither have I."

"Yeah right!" she said. "I don't see white boobs like mine!"

I couldn't help but laugh, my tits were definitely free of tan lines since I hardly ever wore a top anymore. "Ok, well, I haven't around Daddy in a while," I said.

"Where do you go?" she said.

"Usually South Beach," I said, "sometimes Haulover." It came out before I realized what I had said.

"Isn't that a nude beach?" she asked interested.

"Umm...well....part of it is yeah," I said.

"Oh come on, I doubt you go topless on the other part!" she laughed.

"OK, OK," I admited with a smile, "I've tried it before."

"How was it?" she asked, not giving up on the conversation.

"Pretty awesome actually, Kristen got me into it," I said.

"Aren't there a lot of men around?" she asked.

"Yeah sure, but you get used to it. All they do is look," I said as she laughed again.

"That must be wild," she said. "I've never gone nude."

I suddenly saw a huge door opening, and I attempted to bust through it. 

"Go for it," I suggested.

"What? Now?" she giggled sitting up slightly and turning toward me giving me my first full view of her beautiful milky white breasts. Her nipples were the softest pink I had ever seen. She had small freckles between her breasts, and a tiny brown one on her left tit. Very cute.

"Sure, why not? We're in the middle of nowhere and I'm sure my dad won't mind," I joked.

"I.....don't think he'd be cool with that," she said smiling and looking toward him. I wasn't sure if he was looking at us or not since i was lying face down, so I sat up and looked in his direction. He wasn't looking.

"Are you kidding me?" I laughed, and then I found myself ready to admit something I wasn't sure I should.

"Ok, let me confess something," I said to her smiling. "I don't just do topless around Daddy, I usually sunbathe nude." There, it was out and I couldn't take it back. I waited for her reply nervously.

She just smiled and then said, "I figured that was it." 

I laughed, "What makes you say that?"

"Well if you tan nude in his presence, it certainly explains why you don't mind being seen in the hallway," she said.

"You got it," I smiled.

"How long has this been going on for?" she asked.

"Umm..since last summer, why?" I asked.

"Just wondering," she said.

"Well are you going to do this?" I joked with her, glancing at her breasts momentarily.

"Haha, I don't think I could go through with it," she said.

"What if I do it with you?" I suggested quickly before I could stop myself.

"You serious?" she said.

"Serious as a heart attack," I grinned.

She thought for a second and glanced toward my dad, so did I. He glanced back in our direction seeing us sitting there topless with each other and just smiled.

"Ok, if you do it, I will," she said excitedly. 

This conversation was SO unlike a talk with my mother is was hilarious. My mother freaked out if I wanted to expose my belly button, and here I was talking with Renee about going naked.

"You better do it," I said laughing as I put my hands at my sides and slipped my bottoms off. Revealing my naked body to Renee in the broad day light was exhilirating. I noticed her look at my neatly trimmed pussy hair, and she smiled. I kicked my bottoms off to the side.

"You got a kick ass body Melissa," she said smiling.

I almost blushed at the compliment. "Wow, thanks," is all I could say. "Well? It's YOUR turn!" I reminded her as she laughed.

Giggling, she glanced back at my dad who seemed to be watching us now. "Here goes..." she said nervously as her fingers found the edge of her bottoms. Her bright red nailpolish shined in the sun as she curved her finger under the side string and began pulling them off. When I saw her bottoms clear her waist I could see her pubic hair was also neatly trimmed in a line. The reddish hair proved to be her natural color. She continued removing her bottoms until they were on her feet, then she flicked them with her foot and they went a bit further than she had anticipated. 

"Oh shit!" she yelled as her bottoms caught a breeze and blew off the boat! 

I started laughing immediately and she did a bit too. "Don't worry about them," I said. "You won't need them anymore."

She seemed a bit concerned to have lost her bottoms to the ocean, but didn't jump up to tell my dad to stop the boat. We both started laughing.

"Doesn't that feel nice?" I said to her as I felt the salty wind caress my entire naked body. 

"IT DOES!" she laughed. "Give it a few minutes and you'll never want to wear a bathing suit again," I said to her as I lied back down, this time on my back.

Lying beside me, we both enjoyed our nude sunbathing for a while without talking. I found it difficult to drift back to sleep as my hormones were raging. This was going to be a really interesting trip. I thought to myself.

Without realizing it, I had drifted off to sleep once again. I was stirred by a small shaking of my arm. When I opened my eyes I saw my dad standing above me with his hand on my arm, "It's lunch time," he said.

Renee was still at my side, sleeping naked and beautiful as ever on her front. Her ass facing my dad. As I got to my feet I saw a V-shaped tan line on Renee's juicy looking bum, proving her ass hadn't ever seen the sun. I just wanted to bite it. I got to my feet beside my dad and smiled. He didn't seem to mind at all our choice of attire, Kristen was right as usual. He wore only a pair of white shorts, with an apparent boner beneath them. We were anchored out in the middle of the ocean.

I expected my dad to wake her next, but instead he just smiled at me and said, "Thank you for accepting Renee." With that he put his arm around me and kissed my lips. I kissed him again and then said, "I love you Daddy, anything for you." He kissed me again but this time I felt his mouth open, and I went with it. As I let his tongue into my mouth I put my arms around him as he did to me. We stood there making out above Renee's naked body for about thirty seconds or so, before we parted lips. I was stunned that he kissed me like that again, and I got excited.

As he made to wake Renee I walked to the front of the boat, leaving my bottoms on the aft. I saw Kristen lying on her back in the front of the boat, and to no surprise, she too was completely naked. I woke Kristen up and she seemed rather pleased to see me without my bottoms. I told her about what happened with Renee and she was shocked. I could tell she was in a rush to check out Renee naked and she got up and made her way to the back of the boat. Renee was getting up and we both got a really good look at her. She was gorgeous. 

Renee was laughing as she explained to my dad how the bottoms flew off, and he laughed telling her he had seen it happen. Apparently he didn't care to turn back for them either. 

As Kristen and I headed down the stairs I left my bottoms on deck. "Where's my top?" I said as i looked through a couple of things.

"Umm..." Kristen said shyly. "Don't worry about it," she grinned.

"KRISS?" I said smiling, "where is my top?"

"On the bottom of the ocean?" she said as if preparing for a slap.

"NO! You didn't!" I shouted.

"You don't need them anymore now," she said reminding me of something I recently said to Renee.

I just laughed and shook my head, "I can't believe you," I said.

As my dad set up lunch at the little table we had in the kitchen area, Renee came down with her top on and wrapped in a towel. Kristen and I found towels as well to wear, although I could tell Kristen prefered to keep it off. We had a nice lunch talking about which direction we should head, and teasing my dad to join us in the buff later on. Renee didn't suggest anything, but just sat there and found the conversation humorous.

"C'mon Daddy!" I said, "let's all be naked!" I couldn't believe what I was saying, but I didn't stop.

"Maybe I'll take them off for a bit, but I can't be stearing the boat in the buff incase a police boat spots us," he said. 

"Oh please," Kristen said laughing. "Who cares?"

We all had a good laugh, and after lunch as the three of us attempted to cram together on the bow of the boat, I noticed my dad remove his trunks exposing himself to all of us. His cock was big and was semi hard as he stood there looking around with binoculars. I hinted to Renee and Kristen that he had done it, and we all turned over and whistled like horny construction workers would a hot blonde. He just laughed.

I could not believe how incredibley cool Renee was. I couldn't have prayed for this to go better. Now I began to wonder how far she would let this go. How would she have reacted if she saw Kristen and I kiss? What if she saw me and Daddy kiss? I couldn't expect that to go as smoothly. 

As the next few hours passed all of us remained nude on the boat, although we didn't sunbathe the entire time. As my dad stood with Renee in front of him, showing her how to work the sails, I almost thought they would start kissing. He had his hand around her body and had his cock up against her ass. The sight really turned me on and I felt the urge to masterbate. I went for a walk to cool myself off. 

In the back of the boat I found my bottoms laying on the deck top. I picked them up and thought for a moment, and then without a regret I tossed them off the boat. Now I had no bathing suit to wear even if I wanted to. I felt really naughty. I looked around and found Renee's pink top. I chucked it off the boat as well. For a moment I considered tossing my dad's trunks overboard too, but I wasn't sure he had another pair and I thought it'd be awkward if he had no pants when we returned the boat. I didn't throw them.

Returning to the front I asked my dad, "Hey Daddy, are we going to stop again?"

"Well I'm trying to outrun this front, but if you want to we can, why?"

"I just wanted to know if we could swim a bit," I said as I smiled.

"Uhh...I guess we could, but just keep in mind this isn't a lake," he said making the hint there could be sharks. 

"I know Daddy, I know, but it'll be quick, I'm just really hot," I said.

My dad agreed to stop the boat and he showed Renee how to work the sales to bring the boat to a stop. Once we came to a light drift I asked him if it was ok. He took a look around with his binoculars and said it was ok. 

Without a another second I jumped off the boat into the cool blue water. Feeling the ocean engulf my bare body was exhilirating and almost sent me over the edge. I couldn't believe how horny I had become. Kristen jumped off next and joined me in the water. As we treaded water we splashed each other and laughed and dared Renee to join us. 

"Oh, that's ok, I'd rather not," she said. 

"Come on!'' we yelled. 

I think Renee was uneasy about jumping into the open ocean, but after a little coercing by my father, she jumped off holding her nose on the way. With the three of us girls in the water Kristen and I ganged up on Renee and began splashing her. She got into it and splashed us back. Without hesitating I put my arms around Renee and pulled her below the water. My hands rubbed against her breasts as I did it, and it sent shock waves through me. As I surfaced I saw my father sitting on the deck with his hand on his cock. He was apparently stroking himself as he watched his naked girlfriend in the water with his naked daughter and girlfriend. 

Kristen dunked me next and then Renee grabbed me and dunked me. I felt our skin rub together below the water and could feel her tits make contact with mine. I was so tense, I could feel myself ready to explode. As I surfaced again I made for Kristen as Renee joined me, splashing her as we approached. With a quick look around I could see my dad trying to quickly get himself off. Renee wasn't watching him.

As I dunked Kristen, Renee started laughing as we all went under the water. Then as I emerged I found Kristen right in front of me. She didn't splash me but instead did something incredibly daring. She kissed me. Her lips met mine and before I could control myself I let her tongue find mine and we began making out. I couldn't tell where Renee was but I was sure she probably wasn't still under the water. When our kiss broke I found Renee treading to my left. She just smiled in a bit of surprise and said, "Well then."

I wasn't sure if I should laugh or appologize so I said nothing. She didn't look offended, just a bit surprised. The next few moments were a bit awkward as we made to get back on the boat. Renee went first being assisted by my dad. I watched her from below as her wet glorious naked body climbed out of the ocean and onto the boat where she wrapped herself in a waiting towel. 

I went next, followed by Kristen. My father's cock looked red and swollen and partially limp which was an indication he had brought himself to a climax. As we got underway again, my father had Renee watch the sails so he could get some sun. Renee manned the wheel as she finally lost her towel. She hadn't spoke much to Kristen or I since our kiss in the ocean, and I was pretty sure she was a bit unnerved by it. I wasn't sure if I should talk to her about it or not. 

As Kristen laid out to tan some more, I approached Renee at the wheel. She still looked like an angel standing there in nothing but her skin. 

"Renee?" I said.

"Yea hun?" she said with a slight smile.

"I wanted to explain that um...Kris..." I started.

"You don't have to explain anything Melissa, it's cool," she said smiling with a little giggle.

Feeling a bit releaved once more I said, "I know you didn't expect us to do that."

"NO, I didn't, but it didn't bother me if that's what you're wondering," she said.

"Oh good, cause I was worried you.."

"You worry too much Melissa," she said sounding exactly like Kristen.

"You have no idea," I said laughing.

"Well I can understand why you would worry, you had all these little secrets to hide, wasn't sure how I'd react to them I'm sure," she said completely stunning me. She couldn't have been more accurate. I guess that's what made her a really good teacher. 

"I wonder if you are holding and more secrets," she said next, bringing me back to square one in my worry. What the hell did THAT mean? I wondered.

I couldn't help but think she suspected things going on with my father. If Kristen and I were open enough to sunbathe nude around him, and even kiss in front of him, could she assume he didn't just observe?? I became nervous again.

"Um..that's pretty much all of them," I said uneasy as I smiled. 

"Pretty much huh?" she said smiling again.

Eager to change the topic I said, "Did I tell you that you have a "kickin" body as well?"

She laughed and thanked me. 

"I hope you didn't find our little game too weird," I said to her referring to the splash match in the water. 

"No, not at all," she said, "Why would I find it weird?" 

Choosing not to answer precisely I simply said, "Yeah, it was fun." Then I added, "Kristen and I usually like to splash like that in the pool." 

I wasn't sure if I should have given her that extra little piece of information, because it invited the following question.




A Crazy Weekend Ch. 02



The following is the second part of two of the "Crazy Weekend" chapters, and the fifth part overall of the "A Crazy" series. If you haven't read those, I strongly suggest you do before reading this continuation. If you are up to date, please enjoy.

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My father had me pinned to the deck. His hands holding mine to the bow to hold me down as he impaled his manhood into my clam. My father's strapping and athletic naked body covered mine as we fucked at the front of the boat. With each powerful thrust I felt complete ecstasy overtake me, and an incredible orgasm welled up inside me. I was very close. As I looked my father into the eyes I noticed the sun that had been behind him was replaced by a very large shadow. My father continued to plow me when I heard a very loud horn blow, and we both jumped up.

Directly behind the boat and only yards away was a tremendous ship, a cruise ship! With my arms I tried my best to cover my naked body, but it didn't do much good. That's when I noticed her. Way up on the rail of the deck of the ship stood many people looking down on us, none of them looked happy, and the one in the middle looked the most menacing. It was my mother. 

She seemed surprisingly close for being about 200 feet up or so, and she yelled down at me from above. "YOU FUCKING WHORE!" she screamed.

"MOM!" I cried in panic, "I CAN EXPLAIN!"

"SO THIS IS WHAT YOU DO WITH YOUR WEEKEND!" she hollered. 

"MOM, IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!" is all I could say in defense.

"NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE?" she laughed with an evil grin. "YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR FATHER!!!"

"IT'S NOT WHAT IT SEEMS..."I began to say, when I noticed the woman next to my mother. It was Renee!! She was on the ship and was dressing in a long dress reminiscent to the late 1800's. She looked down on me with a dissaproving scowl, and just shook her head as in disgust. I noticed that everyone at the rail was doing it.

"YOU ARE A SLUT MELISSA ABIGAIL KIELY!!" she shouted using my whole name.

I felt horrible and totally exposed, unlike anything every before. I wanted to die, but the biggest shock was yet to come. I turned to my father for support or defense but suddenly he wasn't there! I was all alone on the boat, naked. 

I saw my father amongst the others on the rail of the ship, standing in a shirt and tie with Kristen beside him also in an old dress. Both of them looked upset with me, and then my father spoke. He didn't yell like my mother because he doesn't raise his voice, still I heard him all the same.

"You're a slut Melissa," he said.

I jolted up in a cold sweat as I made to scream for forgiveness, but instead of seeing the ship above me, I only saw the dark ceiling. A quick glance to my right made my nerves relax, and I was glad I didn't scream. Beside me lay my father and Kristen, both of them were completely naked and they were fast asleep in a partial embrace. I looked to my left and found nothing but messy sheets. 

Where's Renee? I thought as I made to get off the bed.

I checked the small bathroom in the cabin, but it was empty with the lights off. The dark interior of the cabin told me that it wasn't quite time to get up yet. I noticed the clock on the microwave oven in the mini-kitchen area, it read 4:05. 

I got nervous because the stairs to the above deck were closed. Where could she have gone? I asked myself as I inspected the latch on the door above the stairs, it was undone.

Opening the latch I quietly made my way up to the top deck as I began to wonder if the entire experience was a dream. Perhaps Renee never even came with us on the boat. I couldn't imagine a dream being so vivid, but the nightmare I had just awoken from had seemed quite real. The moisture between my legs was enough to prove that I actually was indeed close to an orgasm before I woke.

Stepping onto the dark deck on the boat, I saw nothing but blackness beyond the rail. It was a bit intimidating at first, but as I turned my head I noticed Renee at the rear. She was sitting down facing the ocean with her back to me. Her legs folded Indian style on a spread out beach towel, and her hands resting on her thighs. She was naked.

As I approached her from behind, still nude myself I realized that she was apparently meditating or something. I quietly walked around her hoping she would notice me, but she didn't because her eyes were closed. I stood there for a minute just looking at her. She was amazingly beautiful, and her hot body shimmered in the moonlight. Her breasts were perky and looked as if they belonged on a 17 year old body. Her tight belly revealed a perfectly oval belly button, which was several inches above a perfectly shaved line of reddish brown pubic hair, leading to her pussy.

I wasn't sure if I should say anything, so instead I just sat beside her. When I plopped myself on the towel to her left, she apparently felt a pull in the towel and opened her eyes.

"Hey!" she said a bit surprised. "What are you doing up?" 

I smiled and said, "Shouldn't I be asking that question?"

She laughed a bit and smiled, "Fair enough," she said. "This helps me relax, and I thought this was probably the most peaceful place I could try it."

"I'm sorry to have bothered you then," I said.

"Oh, don't worry about it, I was basically done anyway," she said.

"So where do you usually meditate?" I asked her.

"Usually at my house, in my living room, not nearly as beautiful as this," she said looking out onto the dark ocean.

"Are you usually naked when you do it?" I said grinning slightly.

"Sometimes, but not always," she said. "You don't have to be without clothes to relax, though after yesterday I'm not so sure about that anymore," she chuckled as I laughed too.

I was going to make a comment based on her last sentence, try to talk about the previous day and all the amazing things that became of it. How we had spent the day sunbathing naked on the boat in the presence of my father, her boyfriend, and how we capped off the evening having an incredible incestuous fourway with him. There was so much I wanted to talk to her about, but at the moment I decided not to bring it up.

As we sat there in silence she leaned back on her arms and looked up at the night sky. "Aren't the stars beautiful?" she said.

Looking up I witnessed an amazing sight. The night sky was littered with thousands upon thousands of bright stars. Several twinkling in various colors it seemed, and even the faintest ones were visible. It was absolutely gorgeous, and I realized it wasn't the moon that was lighting her body, but the stars alone, the moon wasn't out. 

"It's breathtaking," I said quietly as we gazed at the stars together for a few minutes.

There was a cool breeze blowing across my body from the ocean, and the feeling was invigorating. When Renee spoke again, I wasn't expecting her proposal.

"I feel like taking a dip," she said as if poolside at a hotel somewhere during the day.

"Um...now?" I asked unsure of what she meant.

"Yeah, why not? The water looks so refreshing," she said again with a smile.

I didn't quite see the same invitation from the ocean this time, the luminous surface appeared to me like an endless inky sea, more menacing than refreshing. I wasn't sure if I had seen too many movies, or if it was something I learned in some text book, but I partially recalled hearing something about the dangers of swimming in the ocean at night. Apparently the school teacher wasn't as concerned as I was with it, and another look at her made me keep my opinion to myself.

"You really want to?" I said with a hint of a smile.

"It won't be long, just a few minutes, like yesterday," she said with a lustful grin on her face.

I didn't have to ponder my decision any longer. Quickly remembering her comment yesterday afternoon, about me not kissing her as I had with Kristen was enough for me to make up my mind.

"After you," I said with a devilish smile as well.

Apparently unconcerned with waking the others, Renee dove head first off the back of the boat, her beautiful naked body was swallowed by the inky waters. I followed her immediately and as I jumped off feet first, feeling the chilly ocean water submerge me.

When I came to the surface Renee was right by my side. I could barely make out her face in the starlight, her slick wet hair partially covering her eyes as she made her way closer to me. Before I could say anything Renee had embraced me. As I felt her arms wrap around me, I met her lips with mine and invited her sweet tongue into my mouth.

We kissed passionately in the black ocean for what seemed like an hour. I could feel her hands on my breasts below the surface, and I put one of mine on her ass. I could feel her kicking her legs as we treaded, still making out like lovers that hadn't seen each other in years.

The ocean suddenly didn't seem nearly as cold as it had moments prior, and as I felt Renee's fingers find my pussy lips, I lost all fear of anything. My hand found her jewel below the water, and I tried my best to work in a finger or two as I tried to keep my head above the water. 

It was definitely awkward, but I was into it as we fucked each other in the ocean. Renee broke our kiss finally and began kissing my neck as she worked her fingers in me, adding a third. Her free hand was behind me, holding us together. When she kissed my neck I began to moan, in disbelief of how unreal it was. Renee dipped her head below the surface and I could feel her mouth on my nipples. 

"Oh my God," I said aloud to nobody listening.

I had already been close from my crazy dream, so Renee didn't have to work too hard to get me over the edge. Within minutes of her reappearance at my lips once more, I felt myself bubbling over, and I screamed in delight as I added more fluid to the ocean.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Renee kissed me again.

It was amazing. It felt as if we were two mermaids out in the middle of the ocean making love. It was unlike any sex I had ever had.

Suddenly realizing our floating fuck had drifted us, I said, "Oh shit!" and laughed as we saw the boat was about 20 to 25 feet away!

Renee and I swam side by side to catch the boat, and once we reached it I had no strength left to continue the escapade in the water.

"Let's get up there, " I whispered to her.

One by one, Renee and I climbed on the back of the boat, me going first and then helping her up.

As soon as we got on the deck I put my arms around her and brought her back down to the deck. Climbing on top of her I kissed her passionately as my hands squeezed her beautiful baseball sized breasts. After about a minute of wild tongue kissing, I licked her lips and continued my lick down her neck and onto her chest. Tasting all the saltwater on her body as I went.

I rolled my tongue over her erect nipples and sucked each one like a pacifier. "Ummmmmmmmmm..." Renee moaned in approval. After giving each tit individual attention I worked my way onto her belly button and gave it a good lick as well, before moving down to her strip, and eventually her jewel.

When I got between her legs I could smell the incredibly sweet scent of her pussy, and I gave it a hungry lick. 

"Ohhhhh!" Renee wailed.

I took both her legs in my hands, and burled my tongue between her lips. My tongue found her clit immediately as I flicked it. 

"Ohhh my God," she cried.

I continued to eat her, mashing my face into her rose as much as I possibly could.

I felt her nails on my back as she continued to call out to the heavens. I felt her dam open, and I swallowed everything that came flooding out.

As Renee's convulsions of pleasure ceased, I finally came up for air, my mouth soaked in her juices.

"Melissa, you're amazing," Renee said breathlessly as she took me in another deep passionate kiss, tasting her own delicious cum on my lips.

We collapsed on the deck together and just laid there motionless for several minutes after that. Both of us having probably the most amazing lesbian sex we had ever encountered, and probably the strangest place I had ever done it.

I couldn't think of anything but Renee at the moment, and how amazing she was. It was the first time, and probably the only time I had ever felt jealous of my father. He had found an amazing lover. And although Kristen was equally amazing, the moment belonged to Renee, and for the twenty minutes or so that we made love in the ocean, I was in love with her. 

Now with her naked body in my arms as we lay together on the back of the boat, I felt another feeling of complete paradise. 

Before I knew it Renee and I had dozed off. I sat up startled at how amazingly colder it now seemed, and I lightly shuck her awake.

"Let's go back down, " I said quietly. She said nothing but just nodded, apparently exhausted from the swimming and the sex.

As we dried off with the towel, we made our way back down below deck and locked the latch. In the bedroom we found Kristen spread eagle on her stomach, taking up most of the bed. Renee and I decided to sleep in the pullout originally meant for Kristen and I.

Climbing beneath the sheets and cuddling up with my father's girlfriend, I found myself saying something, something I usually only said to Kristen and my father, "I love you."

I wasn't sure how she'd react to it, but she just gave me a tired smile and said, "I love you too hun," and she kissed my lips. We both fell back asleep almost immediately.

~~~

When I opened my eyes I saw Kristen in the kitchen preparing breakfast, she was still naked. I sat up and looked at her as my eyes tried to adjust to the bright light pouring in the cabin from above.

"Oh, well good morning sleeping beauty!" she said smiling. "So did you two sleep walk over there last night, or is there something new you want to tell me?" 

I looked to my right and saw Renee's beautiful naked body sleeping beside me. I smiled and said, "I'll tell you later."

"Sure, sure," she said with a naughty grin.

Over the next several minutes I woke Renee, and to my disappointment, she put on her pair of denim shorts and a white tee she had packed with a silver butterfly on it. I didn't complain that she felt a bit uncomfortable eating breakfast naked, so I threw on the red spaghetti strap tee I had, and my shorts. Kristen didn't want to dress, and just wrapped herself in a towel as we sa in the area where the converted bed was after we closed it. My dad had come down briefly to eat, and he too was wearing shorts and a light blue tee shirt. As we sat, Kristen's towel fell to reveal her tits, and she didn't bother to cover them. 

"So what time are we going back to shore?" I asked.

"Well I think we're headed in that direction now, at least I think your dad said that," Kristen said.

"What time do we have to have the boat back by?" I asked with another question, wondering if today would anything like the day before.

"I'm not sure, but I think around noon or something," Renee said.

Our breakfast was very subdued, and despite Kristen's being topless, it was probably the only time on the entire voyage that sex wasn't on my mind, and it didn't seem to be on Renee's either. Kristen however, looked ready to go.

After breakfast we went up top and I was a bit upset when I saw that it wasn't the sun that was brightening the cabin, but just a bright overcast day. The sun was well hidden behind the clouds, and in fact it felt as if it would rain.

"I think we're going to head back early," my dad said. "There's a fifty percent chance of showers, but judging by these skies, it looks more likely," he said.

I was bummed out, having really been looking forward to another day of nude sunbathing.

As we hung out on deck, watching the shore appear in the distance we remained dressed. Only Kristen remained nude, trying to get some rays in the back of the boat, insisting that the sun wasn't necessary for a tan. After about another 20 minutes we started to feel rain drops, and Kristen finally gave up and went below to put something on. She emerged minutes later in the clothes she had boarded with, same as me, only without our bikinis on underneath. None of us had brought a bra on the trip.

As the rain got heavier none of us went for cover. We wanted to keep my father company as the deck got slippery, despite his demands for us to go below where it was safer. The rain had drenched the shirts we wore, and before long it was quite easy to make out Renee's nipples through her shirt, same for Kristen. My red shirt hid my nipples a bit better than their white ones. Only a few hundred yards away, I could see the marina where we rented the boat, and I knew with the way we looked, the man at the marina would definitely have a nice treat.

When my father pulled the boat into the dock, two young guys rushed out in the rain to meet us and help tie the boat to the pier. We got our stuff together and the guys helped us off the boat. Their eyes were glued to our shirts. 

"Have a nice time?" one of the guys said to me as he took my hand and helped me off.

"Wonderful, you have no idea," I said with a flirtatious smile.

I knew he really had no idea, and if he thought the most filthiest he could, he would probably only come close. The thought almost made me laugh as we ran to the car in the downpour.

In the car on the way back to the house nobody really spoke much. I'm not sure why, but I could tell the atmosphere was a bit bizarre. While on the boat it seemed like there were no rules, and we spent most of the time naked. Many things had happened at sea, and now that we were back on land and heading back home, it was obvious that things would no longer be the same with my father and his girlfriend. 

When we left they were simply dating, and he shared a deep secret with his daughter and her girlfriend. Now, only 30 hours or so later, so much had changed. Not only was the secret out, but we had all had sex with one another, several times. I don't think my father knew how to handle it now that we were coming home, and his silence almost confirmed it. I was quite sure Renee was thinking the same thing.

During the ride I also thought of the bad dream I had about my mother. I wasn't sure what it meant, or why I had had it. I knew the relationship I was engaged in with my father, and now with his lover, was probably very wrong. I couldn't begin to imagine how my mother would react if she ever found out. I somehow thought her reaction in my dream was probably the best case scenario. 

As for what I was called in the dream, it bothered me. I knew I could probably be fairly considered a slut, although I didn't like to look at myself that way. I know I gave myself sexually not only to my best friend, and my father. But fucking my father's girlfriend definitely didn't make me seem like the angelic type. Although it was just a word, I wasn't sure I liked being called it.

When we got back to the house the rain was still coming down as we ran into the house. 

"I'm going to take a shower," I said.

Kristen quickly said, "I'll join you." This time unlike the last when we had joked about it, Renee and my dad didn't find it humorous, and my father simply said, "OK, just make sure you don't leave your clothes on the floor."

I wasn't sure if I wanted Kristen to join me this time again, but not for the same reasons as last time. I wanted one of us to stay out to try and listen to any conversation that might take place between my father and Renee. I knew Renee had a wonderful time on the boat, she proved to me that her experiment with us and my dad wasn't a fluke when she nearly attacked me in the ocean in the middle of the night.

I just feared the same thing I always fear after an exciting night of sex with my father. I feared he would come to his senses, and put an end to it. For sure he couldn't allow this to continue happening if he was going to have a serious relationship with Renee. Perhaps a serious relationship was in jeopardy now for them. Maybe Renee would only want to have fun, or worse, dump my father for me! I knew I was probably over thinking things like I always do, they don't call me the worrier for nothing, but stranger things have happened. 




A Crazy Weekend Ch. 02



As Kristen and I undressed in my room, we kept the door open. Tossing the clothes in a pile in the corner of my room, I intended to wash them later. Kristen and I walked the hall naked to the bathroom. We weren't met by anyone.

In the shower I had too much on my mind for sex, but apparently Kristen didn't, and as I was washing my hair I felt her lips on my body. She was kissing my soapy breasts under the water, and when I rinsed the soap from my eyes I took her tongue in my mouth.

We shared a deep passionate kiss and pulled our bodies together. Feeling her fingers slide down my body and find my awaiting pussy, I returned my fingers to the place they loved to be. We fucked in the shower as Kristen made no attempt to keep quiet. 

"OHHHHHH!" she moaned as I played with her clit.

"MMMMMMMM!" she hummed.

As we fucked, I couldn't help thinking about all that had happened on the boat, and before I knew it I was reaching a climax, Kristen joined me as we came together.

After rinsing off we got out of the tub and dried off using a fresh towel. Kristen tossed it to the floor and walked out naked. As I followed her, I noticed Renee in my dad's bedroom, apparently alone.

I didn't see my father in there, so I decided to step in. "Where's my dad?" I asked her.

Renee was packing a few clothes that she had brought with her to my father's for the weekend. She was no longer wearing the wet t-shirt, but was wearing another dry one, this one was navy. 

She greeted me with a partial smile and took notice of my nakedness. "He had to run back to the marina for a few minutes, apparently they gave him the wrong receipt," she said.

Surprised that he was out of the house, I decided to use the time to talk to Renee. I didn't want to waste any of it by going to my room to put something on, so I continued to remain naked as I closed the door for privacy.

"Hey Renee, can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked.

"Sure hun, what's up?" she replied.

"Is everything all right?" I asked her concerned.

"Yeah, what do you mean?" she asked.

"I think you know what I mean," I answered.

She smiled a silly smile acting as if she couldn't think of it. "Um..is this about the crazy sex we had?" she joked causing me to laugh and break my nervous tension.

"Yeah, a little bit to do with that," I said.

"What do you want to know?" she asked.

"Well, nothing really. I'm just not sure what you are thinking now, I mean, it was a pretty interesting weekend," I said.

"Yeah, that it was!" Renee replied laughing.

"So what happens now?" I asked.

"I don't know sweetie," she said, stealing a look at my naked body once again, "I don't know."

"I just hope you don't regret it, that's all," I said to her.

"Regret it?" she laughed, "Don't worry about that sexy."

I laughed at her remark and said, "OK, I was just nervous you would, or my dad would."

"I can understand that, but don't worry hun, we'll just take it one day at a time," she said honestly. 

"Though if you continue to walk around naked all the time, I don't think your dad will ever regret it," she said with a giggle.

I laughed again and then got serious with her once more. "Do you remember what I told you last night, before we went to sleep?"

"Yes I do sweetie, and I love you too," she said smiling.

"I meant it," I said unsure of why I was admitting it. 

"I meant it too hun," she said with a gorgeous smile on her face. "Just don't tell your dad how much I do, we don't want to make him jealous now, haha," she laughed.

We both cracked up laughing for a few seconds, before she said, "Come here you sexy thing you," and she took my face in her hands and kissed me. 

Our tongues met quickly and I felt us leaning back onto my father's bed. Renee broke our kiss again momentarily to pull her shirt over her head, revealing her beautiful and now tanned breasts. After quickly pulling off the shorts she was wearing, we both laid on the bed naked together, preparing to repeat the night before.

Renee and I made love on the bed, and it was unlike the lustful sex we had on the boat. It was passionate, and slower, and was more than just sex. For some reason I couldn't help becoming emotional with Renee, because of all that she was to me. In all the years of fighting and quarrelling with my mother, I never imagined I would have someone like Renee in my life. Although our age was only separated by about 9 years, I looked up to her like an older sister, and perhaps my future step-mom. 

My father was always the stability in my life, but I needed a motherly figure as well, and I looked to Renee now with this. It was the relationship I had always wanted with my mother. Maybe not the sex, but the closeness, and the bonding. We had come a long way in such a short time, and I knew as we made love that this was the beginning of a very special relationship.