34 comments/ 70669 views/ 50 favorites Tease Too Much By: lattewine Too far How did this happen? what I did was with the best of intentions. I guess I should explain myself. It all started when my husband and my identical twin sister and myself decided to take a cruise off the west coast of Western Australia from Broome to Darwin. It was a treat for us all as we had just lost our mother suddenly to a particularly aggressive form of cancer. It had left us both exhausted and traumatized. I was also hoping it was an opportunity for my husband and myself to reconnect as we were madly trying to have a child. We just hadn't had much opportunity to make love over the last couple of months. In fact I cant remember when we last did. The day arrived and we all flew into Broome from Perth. The weather was hot, as it always is in Broome. This was just what we all wanted. I was wearing a light frock with no bra as both my sister and myself were only blessed with small boobs being around a 32C. The advantage of course is that they don't sag and are really quite perky. I have very sensitive nipples which I find a bit embarrassing as they are always poking out and attracting attention, some wanted i.e. my husband but other times not. There are a lot of dirty old men out there. Both my sister and I are quite petite standing only around five foot and weighing only around 45kg (that's around 100 lbs soaking wet). Like I said we are physically identical. The only difference is that my sister Faye is quite a flirt and quite sexually promiscuous while I have ever only had one sexual partner and that is my loving husband. I am 25 and my husband Bill is 27. He also is not a big man standing around 5 ft 8 inches tall. He also was not very sexually experienced when we first met having been born in Papua New Guinea to a coffee plantation manager and his wife. As such there wasn't much opportunity for him to gain sexual experiences as there weren't many white girls where he lived and he had been taught not to mess around with the natives. As such we both came into the marriage fairly naive and inexperienced. My sister and I were brought up in a small coastal town on the New South Wales coast and ended up going to a Catholic girls school. While I adhered to the strict rules of the school Faye tended to do the opposite. She was always going out with boys and coming home late smelling of alcohol and some other smell that I couldn't identify. It was only years later that I identified the smell and it was a pure unadulterated sex smell of heightened female passion and sperm. Again I was very naive and inexperienced. Anyway back to the cruise. We were met at the Broome airport by a huge brute of a man who must have been 6ft 3in tall and built like a rugby forward. He had huge shoulders and legs that would have crushed a crocodile. He was wearing shorts and a tight T shirt that showed off his bulging biceps and pecs. He was unshaven and had a tangled mass of blonde hair atop his ruggedly handsome face. His name was Ernesto. We were to find out later that he was from Mauritius and was the product of a French plantation manager and a native farm worker. As such he was a beautiful light chocolate in color with piercingly blue eyes. He was definitely impressive, but not my type. Way too macho and domineering. Of course Faye`s eyes lit right up when she met him. She is such a tart but I love her dearly. I could see that he was also attracted to Faye and spent way too much attention on her as he helped with the luggage. Of course Bill and I had to carry our own luggage to the van while he effortlessly picked up Faye's and threw it into the van. Of course this immediately put my nose out of joint, but to be expected. The trip to the wharf was exciting. I had never seen such a long jetty in my life. It seemed to extend for a kilometer out to sea from the shore. As I was later to find out the tidal range in this part of Australia is 10 to 12 meters (around 35ft) which is huge. As such the jetty had to extend a long way out into the bay to allow the moored boats room to go up and down with the tide. Our boat was moored at the end of the jetty. It was quite a modern vessel of 30 meters and had 8 twin cabins and 2 single cabins. Bill and I had a twin while Faye had a single cabin which ended up being opposite ours. We happily boarded the boat and were escorted down to our cabins by Ernesto. He practically pushed Bill and I into our cabin while he fawned over Faye in showing her into hers. To say I was affronted is mild. I was enraged over how we were treated by that great big hulking brute. Why was he being so attentive to Faye and so rude to me and Bill! I was pissed. Bill just took it all in his stride, he didn't want to make a fuss or even worse an enemy of Ernesto who we would be living with for the next 10 days on-board the boat. We unpacked and changed into more suitable attire for roaming around the boat, being a pair of white cotton shorts and a loose T shirt that tended to hug my small boobs as they moved around. Again my nipples tended to poke out, but hey I was on vacation, so they should be free as well. Of course Bill was feeling amorous and grabbed me as I was putting the T shirt on and said "lets just have a quickie to start the cruise off to a good start and start making that baby you want." I was all for it as he pushed me down on the bed and started kissing me passionately. I do love to be kissed and wooed to make love. Bill started doing all the right things. As he kissed me he managed to remove my T shirt and started circling my nipples with his finger without actually touching them. It drives me crazy. My nipples seem to be connected to my clitoris and electric bolts started oscillating between my nipples and my clitoris. I could feel myself starting to leak from my pussy. I needed my husband to start the cycle of conception. I was ripe for being made love to and breeding. Bill quickly tore my shorts from my complying body along with my sensible knickers which were wet through. He quickly doffed his shorts and freed his 6" rampant tool. Just as my husband started to push into me a siren went off and a voice came over the intercom for all passengers to come on deck for an emergency evacuation practice before setting to sea. We looked lovingly into each others eyes, he with his cock half into my willing receptacle. He slowly withdrew. I couldn't believe how horny I was and how I wanted to make a baby with him. I tried to pull him back into me, but he pulled away and said "we need to get up on deck." Quickly we got dressed. I could feel my moisture leaking into my knickers. We all were on deck within 10 minutes. There was my tarty twin sister with a smug look on her face with Ernesto helping her with her life jacket. I saw him 'accidentally' slide his hand down the sides of her breasts as he pulled the life jacket over her head. She just looked at him slyly with a small grin on her face. Bill and I had to help each other, though Bill was being very attentive and rubbed his hands down the side of my breasts as he helped me. I looked over at Faye and smiled at her knowing that I had Bill while all she had was occasional flings and didn't have a loving husband like I did. I felt sorry for her but also a bit jealous. I had ever only had one lover, whom I loved, while she had many, which she boasted to me about to try and make me jealous. After the practice abandon ship Faye came over to us as we lent on the gunnels as the boat left the harbor. It was a fantastic sight with the turquoise water contrasting against the ocher red hills that slowly disappeared below the horizon. Faye couldn't help herself. As we were standing together watching the receding coastline she had to mention that Ernesto had the hots for her and had kissed her while in the cabin. She had kissed him back and he had touched her breasts which she allowed. "As he kissed me I could feel what felt like a huge baseball bat pressed against my stomach. I couldn't believe it was his cock so I gave it a preliminary squeeze. It was all cock. It was huge!" She is such a tease. "Unfortunately that is when the siren went off so I couldn't really confirm it was all him. If it was it is absolutely huge. Shame you are married and don't get to try all the beautiful men and cocks out there like I can." While a little envious I responded back "at least I have a loving husband who I can have every night while you hop from one unsatisfying relationship to another." Obviously we were both a bit jealous of each other but I wouldn't give up my life with my husband for her lifestyle, though of course I wouldn't be human if I wasn't a bit curious about being with another man and a different cock. I liked my life. It was now late afternoon and the boat was heading north towards Rowley Shoals, which is meant to be one of the best diving and snorkeling locations in the world as it is around 200 miles out to sea so has crystal clear water and fantastic reefs. We could feel the boat start to pitch and roll as we headed out to sea. Now I am fairly good out in boats and don't get seasick, while both Bill and my sister Faye don't have very good sea legs and tend to suffer at sea. Hopefully the seas will flatten out else I won't be making babies in the near future, and I really want to. Bill and I went back to the cabin to hopefully carry on what we started earlier. We got back to the cabin and immediately fell on the bed and undressed each other slowly. Bill's cock wasn't fully hard so I immediately grasped it in my hand and started to stroke him slowly how he likes it. It didn't seem to be having much effect as he didn't seem to be getting any harder. I looked up at him and he had a funny look and was looking a bit pale. Regardless I lent over his cock and started to nibble the end as this always worked to harden him up. I slowly lowered my mouth over his cock and swallowed it to the base. It was still soft and malleable in my mouth. It wasn't getting hard. I needed it so badly. Suddenly Bill moaned and I looked up just as he dragged his cock from my mouth and lurched over to the bathroom where he proceeded to vomit his lunch into the toilet. How romantic, how sexy! The boat was rocking and rolling and obviously was having a bad effect on Bill. I was steaming to make a baby and he was not able to perform. My poor darling. He eventually came back to bed and moaned that he thought he was going to die. He felt terrible and just wanted to curl up and wanted the world to "go away." Suddenly there was a knock on the door which then burst open and Faye burst into the room and staggered over to the bed where she fell down next to Bill lamenting that she was feeling "like death warmed up" and was the boat ever going to stop rolling and pitching? She was as sick as a dog! I can't help that I felt a bit pleased that she wasn't going to play up tonight and then boast to me the next morning on what wonderful sex she had. She wasn't going to get any tonight, unfortunately, looking at Bill, I wasn't either. Baby making would have to wait. They both lay on the bed moaning and groaning, so I left them to it. It was dinner time and I could think of no reason why I shouldn't go and have dinner and enjoy myself. So I did. I went up to the dining room and found that there were not many people up for dinner. In fact only around another eight or so people made it so we were all seated at the one table. The others were all fairly elderly, but we had interesting discussions on what we were hoping to do on the cruise and how fantastic Rowley Shoals would be. I must admit that I drank a lot more than I usually would and by the end of dinner was very 'merry', to put it mildly. Luckily I could blame the rolling ship for my stumbling walk from the dinner table to the bar where I thought I would have one last drink before going to bed. The barman, who I think was Indonesian, was very friendly and noted that as the bar was very quiet with most of the passengers sea sick, that he would love to make me an expensive cocktail 'on the house.' I can't remember what it was, but he poured liquor from a number of bottles and then topped it with fresh lime juice. It was superb, but really had a kick. By the time I finished it I knew that I needed to head to bed as my head was spinning and my legs were very wobbly. As I got up to go to my cabin my arm was grabbed by someone helping me to stand. I turned to my Good Samaritan and saw with a shock that it was Ernesto. Of course it would be! He said that he had missed me after the boat drill and would help me to my cabin. He obviously thought that I was my twin sister Faye. My brain was too fuddled to correct him and I thought for once I would get someone to help me thinking I was someone else, so I let him help me to Faye's cabin. I was feeling a bit bitchy. I thought I would get him to help me to the cabin then give him the brush off so curtailing my sisters ambition of bedding this supposedly well hung sailor. He put his arm around me and helped me to my sisters cabin. I must admit, with all the rocking of the boat and my alcohol consumption I did need his help. Of course while we were staggering to the cabin I felt his hand accidentally touch my breast. I didn't try and stop him as I was going to give him the flick as soon as we reached the cabin, though I must admit in my horny and drunk state it did feel good, but it wasn't going to do him any good. Hopefully he would get blue balls. Would serve him right for offending me right from the start. We eventually made it to the cabin with his hand completely encasing my left breast. I couldn't help how my body reacted, my nipple was standing to attention under his fingers. I was going to make him suffer for both ignoring me when we first came on the boat and for trying to take advantage of who he thought was my drunk twin sister. In my drunken stupor I thought to myself, "why not tease him a bit more then send him away unsatisfied like the bastard he is?" As such I started to pretend I was drunker than I really was, mind you I was pretty drunk and not feeling a lot of pain, plus also I was pretty horny both from my hormones which were racing due to my desire for a baby and from fooling around with my husband before he got sea sick. Seemed like a good idea at the time. I thought to myself "let's turn the heat up on this bastard a bit and tease him so he will know not to pick on defenseless women again." There were no external locks on the doors so Ernesto just opened the door and half helped me half carried me into the room where we both fell onto the bed. Ernesto was like a vampire and immediately latched onto my neck trailing wet kisses down from under my ear to the top of my breasts. It all caught me a bit by surprise and while I tried to dissuade him by saying "no" my body betrayed me and I found that my hand was resting on top of his head as he slavered down my neck. My heart went into overdrive and started beating faster and a shiver went up my spine. I swear I could also feel my pussy gushing unsolicited juices into my panties. Who was going to tease whom? Before I could push him away his fingers started undoing the buttons on my top. I knew I should stop him but I also knew my hussy sister wouldn't, she was such a trollop. I, in my drunken state, figured I would let him go a bit further, really get him excited before I booted him out of the room. I mustn't have been paying attention as the next thing I knew was that I could feel his lips kissing my erect nipples. When did he get my bra off? I must have been drunker or Hornier than I thought. It felt so good, he licked all around my left nipple while his hand tweaked my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I couldn't seem to take a breath to say "no." I know I tried but only a low guttural moan seemed to escape my lips. My heart was hammering and my panties were soaked. I needed to stop this soon. I didn't want to go too far. I just wanted to tease him and then kick him out of the room. Payback to both my sister and him. He did have a sculptured body and my mind went back to what my sister said about him supposedly being well endowed. He was probably just self promoting! I let him kiss me some more and must admit found myself enjoying having a new tongue exploring my mouth. It felt so strange and so wicked! He kept massaging my breast with one hand and then I felt his other hand start to lift my dress. I both wanted it and didn't. I know my brain was trying to get my hand to stop his. It just seemed to move in slow motion. By the time my hand got down to protect my virtue his was there already. I felt his hand cup my mound with his middle finger magically placed on top of my throbbing clitoris. It felt so wrong, but also so good. I thought to myself "I'll just let him play with me outside my panties, there is no reason I can't enjoy myself. I'll just make sure he doesn't go any further." I don't want him to enjoy himself. I'm still trying to punish him and my sister. Along with the booze and my raging hormones I was lost in the moment. His kisses were lovely and his finger was making my pussy gush all over my panties. I still had the wherefore-all to stop him moving my panties aside with his fingers, but his ministrations on my pussy and clitoris were having an effect on me. I could feel my legs slowly start to separate which of course allowed him better access to my gushing pussy where only my husband had been. In my daze I felt him moving around and he was taking his shirt off. I couldn't let this happen. The thought of skin to skin scared me. I wasn't sure I could control the situation. I sat up just as his shirt came off. My naked breasts were sticking out in front of me. My nipples were like little erasers sticking out from my breast. I couldn't believe how sensitive they were. Before I could stop him he leaned over and captured my left nipple in his mouth, sucking on it like an all day sucker. Electricity seemed to travel from my breast, through my brain and down to my molten vagina, making it leak even more. I tried to close my legs but his hand was firmly wedged into my sodden panties, pressuring my throbbing clitoris. How was I to get out of this situation without him finding out I wasn't my slutty sister? My brain wasn't helping me, it was just concentrating of the feelings and emotions that were coursing through my system. Pleasure was foremost in my mind. I was like a flag in the breeze, writhing around on the bed with this bastard of an Adonis. Ernesto, even though he was latched like a limpet onto my nipple, was wriggling around divesting himself of his pants. I definitely didn't want this. This had gone on far enough. I had to stop before I fell over the precipice. I did want to stop didn't I? I had to stop. I was on the boat with my husband. We were going to make a baby! I saw his pants hit the floor and he turned to me with even greater vigor. His jocks were tented out in front of him. I must have mistaken with what I saw as it seemed to jut out from his body like a baseball bat. I couldn't be. I needed to get control of the situation quickly. I still wanted to tease him, to make him suffer for treating me so badly, but I also didn't want it to get out of control. I had to be in control. By this time his fingers has insinuated themselves half way into my pussy, shoving my panties along with them. I grabbed his hand (his other hand was tweaking the nipple that his lips weren't attached to) and pulled it away from my leaking muff and told him to stop. I didn't want to go too far on the first night, that we needed to get to know each other better. He grudgingly removed his hand from my pussy but still kept massaging my breast which continued to send bolts of desire down to my flooded center. Of course we were both practically naked now, just wearing panties and jocks. His body did feel so good rubbing mine and his lips on my nipple were driving me crazy. Tease Too Much I thought the best way to manage the situation was to get on top, which I did. I slid on top of him and immediately he started kissing me again and massaging my right breast with his left hand. His right hand quickly found its way down to my sopping pussy. Before I could stop him his finger had edged around my panties and slipped effortlessly into me. I was impaled with his finger fully embedded in my pussy and his tongue dueling with mine and his other hand driving me crazy massaging my breast and tweaking my nipple. My brain wasn't functioning, my hormones were. I realized I was rapidly losing control of the situation. I didn't want him to seduce me, I wanted to tease him for being an arrogant bastard, and here I was being teased by him. By now he had two fingers fully embedded into my sopping pussy. I could vaguely hear the sloshing noise of his fingers working within me. Again before I could react (did I really want to at this stage) he started strumming my clitoris. My brain exploded and my legs fell further apart and I found myself dry humping the huge bulge in his underpants. It didn't feel real, it was just too big. It couldn't all be cock. He must have something else in his pants so I knew I would be safe stroking myself against it. It felt absolutely heavenly sliding my exposed pussy against his huge bulge. Ernesto whispered in my ear that his hand was getting tired and knowing that I didn't want to make love to him yet could I take off my panties and just rub myself against his underpants covered cock. Of course my brain wasn't working at all and I thought to myself that it would be safe doing that and that I would still be in control, could satisfy myself and leave him with blue balls. I nodded my acquiesce and felt him immediately move around and drag my sodden panties down and off. I knew that I would be in control being on top and that I would just play with him a bit more, satisfy the itch that he had started in me then kick him out of the cabin frustrated and unsatisfied. That was my plan. I straddled him and could feel this huge protuberance aligned along my pussy lips. I couldn't work out what he had in his pants, but it did feel good. I slowly started to slide along his underpants. He pushed me up so that I was straddling him like a cowgirl and he took my nipple into his mouth as his finger found my clitoris and started rubbing it gently. Stars exploded in my brain. I was overcome with lust and started rubbing myself against his pants covered cock, which seemed to be way too long and thick. I looked down and was shocked to see that what I thought was something stuffed into his pants to impress me was actually a cock. A huge cock. The head had poked out from his underpants. What a head. It was like a lemon. It was huge with a perfectly flared head which continued onto an impossibly thick shaft which continued down into his pants. It was leaking copious quantities of lubricant. My stomach, which was where it ended up around my belly button, was covered in it. I couldn't believe it. I had never seen anything like it. It was horse like in length and width. I started having a mini orgasm as he kept strumming my clit and sucking hard on my nipple. My body betrayed me and started sliding up and down over his huge horse cock. My juices and his combined to make me a liquid pool of desire. I was getting closer to a huge orgasm. I could feel that I was sliding over more and more of his cock. It was lodged so tightly between my pussy lips. Occasionally, as I slid up his body, I could feel the huge lemon sized head of his cock lodge briefly in the entrance to my vagina. It felt huge, but I felt safe in the knowledge that it couldn't accidentally enter me as it was too big. My pussy wouldn't be able to accept it. I was getting closer and closer to the biggest orgasm of my life. I wasn't going to be deprived of it. I was going to cum by rubbing myself against his huge cock then kick him out the door with blue balls. The world then conspired against me. His constant massaging of my clit, sucking my nipple and rubbing along my pussy lips sent me into an orgasmic spiral. In my orgasm I arched my back and sat up a bit which lodged his huge cock head right into the entrance of my pussy. Just as this happened the ship gave a lurch and I fell down as Ernesto pushed up. There were bright lights behind my eyes. My pussy expanded and accepted his huge cock head and half his cock into my body. There was a searing pain along with the most awesome mind blowing pleasure radiating from my pussy. It felt like an electric wand had exploded in my pussy. My brain exploded into bright lights and rainbows. All I can remember is screaming out "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,God, so deep, so full, so hard, take it out it can't be in me, please don't be in me, I can't have you in me." I then passed out and fell forward onto him. I'm not sure how long I was out, probably only a matter of seconds. I raised my head and looked at Ernesto. He had a smirk on his face. I had his impossible cock still buried in my pussy. I tried lifting myself up from him but was anchored by his huge monolith. I tried to pull my pussy from his cock, but the huge head wouldn't come out. It hurt to try and pull off him. What had I done? This wasn't the plan. I figured I would let his cock get soft and then pull myself off. Leaving him frustrated and me very pleasured. All good in theory. I said to him "you must get soft so that I can get off you. You can't cum in me or I'll get pregnant. You must pull out of me." We waited a bit and I tried pulling off but his cock wasn't getting soft. If anything it felt like it was getting harder. Each time I tried pulling off I would collapse down on him again. I could feel his cock slowly inching further into my pussy, which was impossible as I was completely stuffed and his cock head was lodged against my cervix. I could feel it pushing into me. My body continued to betray me, my pussy was leaking juice all over his massive instrument which made it even more slippery. It didn't seem possible but it looked like there was less sticking out of me than before. There was maybe four inches of cock protruding from me. I could see that my stomach was distended all the way up to my belly button. This wasn't possible. I had only ever had one cock in me before and that was my husbands. It was for making babies which is what we planned to do this cruise. It was all a mistake, this huge cock embedded in me up to my cervix. I kept trying to extract him from me. I kept pulling my body from his cock, but it just wouldn't release. I could feel another orgasm approaching. I didn't want this now, I just wanted him out of me. Suddenly it was upon me. I couldn't help it, my body flailed on top of him. I tried to pull off and fell down harder than before. I felt something move inside me as more lights went off behind my eyes. My muscles went into spasms and I threw myself down on his invading cock. It disappeared completely into me. His balls were pressed up fully onto my ass cheeks. His huge cock had pushed through my cervix into my womb. The huge cock head had lodged right up inside me. I screamed, both in pain and exultation. I had never felt anything like it before in my life. All the nerve synapses were exploding in my womb. I was like a fish impaled on a spear, flapping and jerking on top of this huge invader. My orgasm was constant. My juices were flowing out of me and over his huge balls that were lodged at the entrance of my pussy. He wasn't moving, I was. I kept jerking on his huge rod, both trying to dislodge it and impale myself on it at the same time. My body had taken over from my brain. Eventually my brain came to the fore and I looked down over my sweaty breasts and could see my stomach distended above my belly button where his rod was impaled within me. My body kept trembling and quivering as mini orgasms kept pulsing through me. All strength had left my legs and I was now sitting fully down on top of his groin. His monster cock fully within me and his balls nestled into my pussy folds. I couldn't believe how his cock had captured my pussy and how full, how stuffed my pussy was. Again I tried to lever myself off his cock, but the head was lodged within my womb and I couldn't extract it. I looked down at Ernesto and asked him to try and relax his cock to allow me to get off. I again explained that I was fertile and he couldn't come in me. He just looked up at me, smiled and said "I know who you are, you are not your sister, you are the teasing bitchy wife who looked down on me when you came on the boat, who thought I wasn't good enough for you or your sister. Now I show you how good I am." With that he started thrusting his hips up into me. I was like a rag doll pirouetting on top of his monster cock. I could feel the head of his cock pushing into the back of my womb, touching places never before explored. I couldn't help it, I started gasping and writhing on top of him as one orgasm rolled into another. I was getting weak from the emotional highs that he kept pushing me. I kept imploring "please don't cum in me, please, please, I'll get pregnant." He smiled, grasped me by the hips and pulled me down onto him. He didn't say another word, just thrust his hips up and I could see the tendons in his neck contract and he closed his eyes and groaned. I felt his massive cock expand in me and then pulse. He just kept pulsing, I felt each pulse like a heartbeat deep inside me. He just continued to pulse as he see sawed his cock within my womb. I looked down and saw my stomach expand each time I felt him pulse within me. How much sperm could he have? I kept cumming around his pulsing cock. I couldn't help it. I was like a limp doll on top of him. Eventually he stopped pulsing within me. As I came to my senses I again tried to pull myself from him. I was still stuck. His cock wasn't relaxing. It was still stuck firmly within me. I started to panic wondering how am I ever going to get him out. Ernesto looked at me and said "I have not finished yet, bitch, I have more for you." With that he rolled us over and started pile driving his monster back and forth in my churning womb. I don't know how long he continued as I was having a perpetual orgasm, feeling his cock bash the back of my womb and then lodge inside my cervix before pushing forward again. Eventually, through my daze, I heard him groan again as I felt that magical pulsing feeling within my womb. Pulse after pulse after pulse. How could one man have so much sperm? Some time later, in my stupor, I felt him slowly slide his now flaccid cock out of me. It still caught in my cervix on the way out, but I was past caring anymore. I just wanted to sleep. Pretend that I hadn't done what I had just done. I vaguely remember him leaving the room. As he left he whispered in my ear, "I'll be back later, and we will continue on or I'll tell your husband." What could I'd do? I'd been trapped by my own devious plan to tease him. After he left I couldn't understand why my pussy wasn't leaking his sperm. I tried washing what there was out of me as I couldn't get pregnant. Only later, much later, did I realize that all his sperm was still in my womb. My cervix had closed after his cock had left me bathing my womb and my egg with his sticky fluid. He screwed me six more times during the cruise. I had to let him or he would tell my husband. He didn't screw my sister. He didn't have the strength or sperm. My womb took it all.