Sea Tramp Summer Part 1

 (Author’s note:  This story is a little bit different from my usual stories in that it builds much more slowly in the first chapter than my works usually do.  This tale was intended to have several parts from the moment I first conceived the basic idea, and I feel it’s necessary to the story line to provide a more detailed and lengthy character build-up before getting into the ‘nitty gritty,’ so to speak.  So please bear with me, I don’t think you’ll regret it!

This is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age.)

“Uncle Dan!  Hey, Uncle Dan!” a feminine voice called from the direction of the dock.

Dan looked up from the rope coil on the bow of his boat that he was working on, squinting in the mid-day sun from beneath the visor of the well-worn and weather-beaten black captain’s hat he was wearing.  He was wearing the hat, a pair of bathing trunks, and deck shoes without socks and nothing more.  He never did wear much more when he was on his boat, and he rarely left his boat when he was in port except to get supplies or an occasional Red Stripe beer from the bar at the dock.  He also never wore sunglasses as he thought it obscured his view of things on the horizon, and after years of sailing the Caribbean without them he was very good at spotting things at all distances with little trouble. 

He immediately saw that the source of the voice calling out to him was his 22-year-old niece, Lucy.  She was grinning and waving at him from the dock, a backpack slung over one shoulder.  She was wearing a sleeveless white shirt with blue horizontal stripes and a matching pair of skin-tight, very short blue shorts and sandals on her feet, and Dan thought that she looked very much at home in her attire, like she belonged there.

Dan stood up straight and waved back, returning her smile.  Lucy had always been his favorite niece, and he hadn’t seen her anywhere near as much as he wanted to while she was growing up.  He was in the US Navy at the time and was out to sea for at least six months out of the year, and when he was in port he was on the other side of the country from where she lived with her family.  When she contacted him several months ago and told him that she wanted to spend the summer sailing with him on his two-masted ketch in the Caribbean as a college graduation present to herself, Dan immediately agreed. 

“Are you sure it’s okay, Uncle Dan?” she had asked during their phone conversation.  “I mean, it won’t put you out or anything like that, having a giddy young girl running around on your boat all summer, getting in your way and everything, will it?”

“Of course not!” Dan replied, chuckling.  “I’ll put you to work and make a real sailor out of you, and by the time the summer is over you’re gonna have a tan that will be the envy of everyone you know!”

He loved Lucy as if she were his own daughter, and he was looking forward to having her stay with him for the summer.  Living in the Caribbean had its drawbacks, one of them being that he didn’t see some of his family anywhere near as much as he wanted to.  Lucy was one of the ones he wanted to see more often; her father (his brother), not so much.  Henry was a bit of a pompous ass, always needing to be the center of attention and pontificating about anything and everything in groups of people whenever he got the chance, and Dan could only take him for about ten minutes before he was ready to kill him.  Lucy was Henry’s saving grace, and Dan tolerated him on account of her.  Now Lucy was running down the dock towards his boat, a 60-foot two-masted ketch named the ‘Sea Tramp.’ 

Which was pretty much what Dan was these days, a tramp who did nothing but sail the seas.  He was a career Navy man who had enlisted when he was 18 and spent 23 years in the US Navy, retiring as a Senior Chief Petty Officer.  He had just gotten a new job and was getting ready to start the second half of his life when he was involved in a very serious automobile accident; a tractor-trailer from a prominent national shipping company had rear-ended him at a high rate of speed while his car was stopped at a light, and he had nearly died as a result.  He spent six months in the hospital and was very lucky to have survived, much less without any permanent injuries.  The trucking company offered him a paltry settlement which he refused, after which he got a lawyer and took them to court.  Rather than settle the trucking company let the lawsuit go to a jury, which was a huge mistake.  The jury found in Dan’s favor and awarded him a total settlement of $25 million; the company appealed and lost. 

Dan literally took the money and ran.  He quit his new job, moved to a small seaside town on the east coast of the island of Andros in the Bahamas, bought a boat and learned to sail.  Ten years and three boats later (with each boat being a little bigger than the previous one) Dan now spent his days sailing the ‘Sea Tramp’ around the Caribbean, doing nothing but enjoying life ala Ernest Hemingway and living off of both the money from the settlement and the dividends coming in from the investments he had made with part of it.  He even looked like the late author, tanned from the sun and with a sailor’s beard that was just starting to go gray.  The ‘right woman’ had never come along, so Dan had never married and had no children.  But at 53 years old he was now as healthy as a horse despite his previous accident, and he was happier than he’d ever been in his entire life.  And with his favorite niece boarding his boat to spend the summer with him, he was even happier still.

“Hi, Uncle Dan!” Lucy cried as she boarded his boat, dropping her backpack and running up to the bow to where he stood.  She threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a big hug which Dan returned, a big smile on both of their faces.

“Hello, Lucia!” Dan said, his arms wrapped around her as he hugged her tight.  He had always called her ‘Lucia’ instead of ‘Lucy,’ saying it was a more fitting name for a lady like her. 

And what a lady she had turned out to be!  Dark brown hair down to her shoulders, a lithe, trim body with a tapered waist, flat stomach, long slender legs, an ass to absolutely die for, and a pair of tits big enough and firm enough to give a corpse an erection.  Couple that with the cutest button nose on the prettiest face with the most alluring almond-shaped eyes and the biggest, brightest smile he had ever seen, and you had every man’s wet dream come to life standing right in front of you.  She kissed him on the cheek and then stepped back, holding him at arm’s length as she looked at him.

“Wow, Uncle Dan, look at you all tanned and toned and everything!” she said, grinning from ear to ear.  She reached out and ran her fingers over the fouled anchor tattoo on his right bicep, the only visible evidence of his time in the Navy.  “Life in the Caribbean must agree with you!  And I just love the beard!” she said, running her fingers through it and making Dan smile.

“Thank you, Lucia!” he replied.  “I grew my beard about two years after I joined the Navy and saw no reason to shave it off when I retired.  Did you have any trouble getting here?” he asked.  He had offered to pick her up at the airport but she had refused, insisting that she was “a big girl now” and could do it on her own.  She shook her head as she replied.

“Nope, not a bit!  I took a taxi here from the airport, and once I got here all I had to do was ask one of the locals about you.  Everyone here knows you, and boy, do they love you!  They call you ‘Cap’n Dan,’ did you know that?” she said, and Dan nodded as he replied.

“Yes, I knew that,” he said, smiling.

“What did you do to get everyone to love you the way they do?” she asked, genuinely curious.

“I guess it was just my stunning good looks and sparkling personality!” he replied, making her laugh.

“Still the comedian, I see!  No, seriously, Uncle Dan, what did you do?” she asked.

“Well, I kinda did something for them, for the community, that needed doing,” he replied, trying to avoid the answer.

“And what was that?” she asked, not giving up.

“I…uh, I kinda… built their hospital for them,” he replied.

“You did what?” she said, her eyebrows shooting up at his answer.

“It’s not a hospital, really, it’s more of a clinic,” he explained sheepishly.  “And I didn’t actually build it myself, I paid to have it built.”

“Holy crap, Uncle Dan, that’s fantastic!” she exclaimed, grinning up at him.  “But why would you do that?”

“Because these are nice people down here, they needed a clinic, and the community didn’t have the money to pay for it,” he explained, tilting his captain’s hat back on his head.  “So, I paid for it.  No big deal, really.  It wasn’t anywhere near as expensive as people think it was,” he continued, crossing his arms across his chest.

“So that’s why they love you so much!” Lucy said, grinning at him.  “I bet they’re grateful as hell, too, aren’t they?”

“Well, yeah, now that you mention it, they are,” Dan replied, slightly embarrassed. 

“How so?” Lucy asked.

“Well, for example, the dockmaster lets me moor my boat here for free, and he also doesn’t charge me for the water and electrical hook up,” he explained.  “And the owner of the only grocery store in town won’t let me pay for my groceries.  Plus, the owner of the nautical repair and supply house only charges me ten cents on the dollar for any supplies I need or repairs to my boat.  Things like that,” he said. 

“Wow!  Is that all?” Lucy asked, smiling in amazement.

“Oh, yeah, the local bar owner won’t let me pay for my beer!” he replied, grinning down at her. 

“That’s fantastic, Uncle Dan, it really is!  And that explains why they all love you the way they do,” Lucy said.

“Yeah, I guess it does,” he agreed.

“Anyhow, one of them told me where your boat was docked and how to get here, and even gave me a ride here!  So here I am, Uncle Dan, and I’m excited as hell about spending the summer with my favorite uncle!” she said, still grinning.

“I’m pretty excited about it myself,” he replied.  “I have a lot planned for us this summer, with most of it being out on the open ocean.  There are a lot of beautiful islands to see in this part of the world and a lot of ocean to sail, and we’re going to see them all and sail as much of it as we can while you’re here!  Oh, and congratulations on your graduation from college, I’m sure your parents are very proud!  And you should be proud too, you know.  Graduating from college is quite an accomplishment!”

“Thank you, kind sir!  Central State University, Class of 1995, that’s me!” she replied, smiling at him.  And the trip sounds fantastic, Uncle Dan! Or should I call you ‘Cap’n Dan?’” she teased, the tip of her tongue sticking out between her teeth.  She had done that her entire life and it always made Dan’s heart skip a beat when she did.

“You can call me whatever you like, Lucia,” he replied, meaning it.  “I just hope you’re ready to learn how to sail, because by the time this summer is over you’re going to be almost as good a sailor as I am, and I’m the best there is in this part of the Caribbean,” he bragged.

“Oh, I’m ready!  I even bought a couple of new bikinis to wear while I’m here!” she said.  “I mean, that’s okay, isn’t it?  Me wearing a bikini and everything?  You won’t be embarrassed or anything, will you, Uncle Dan?” she asked.

“I’ve seen women in bikinis before, Lucia,” he said, smiling.  “Besides, it takes a hell of a lot more than that to embarrass an old salt like me.  Hell, the women down here run around topless most of the time anyway, so seeing you in a bikini is no big deal, even if you are my own niece!”

“Good!” she replied, returning his smile.  “But I have to warn you, Uncle Dan, I’ve grown up a bit since the last time you saw me in a bathing suit.  I’m not a little girl anymore, you know!”

“No!  You don’t say?” he said, feigning surprise on his face.  “Is that where all those curves and bumps and lumps came from?”  She laughed as she slapped him on his upper arm, her hand smacking loudly against his sweat-covered skin.

“You’re terrible!” she said, giggling.

“Guilty as charged!” he said, laughing at her.

“This is a beautiful boat, Uncle Dan!  I just love it!” she said, looking around at the boat they were standing on.

“Thanks, I’m pretty fond of it myself,” he replied.

“What kind of boat is it?” she asked, curious.

“It started out as a Formosa 51, but when I bought her she was in dire need of some pretty serious repairs and restoration.  The previous owner had neglected her and basically left her to rot.  So I not only restored her but modified her as well, changing some things around so that it was more to my liking and so I’d be comfortable,” he explained.

“Like what?” Lucy asked, drinking it all in.

“Well, I had the ship’s wheel moved back away from the main cabin to give me a better view when I’m at the helm, I had a cushioned bench seat built along the back railing behind the wheel, and I had the door leading below deck moved to the starboard side of the rear of the main cabin facing the wheel,” he said. 

“Starboard side?” Lucy asked, a quizzical look on her face.

“I’m sorry, Lucia, the right side of the main cabin.  Port is left, starboard is right,” he said, smiling at her.

“Oh, okay, gotcha!” she said, smiling back.  “But what’s that little cabin sticking out above the main cabin in the front?” she asked, pointing at what she was talking about.

“That’s the auxiliary wheelhouse, where the secondary ship’s wheel and diesel engine controls are located,” he explained.  “That’s where I control the boat from during foul weather.  The view isn’t quite as good as from the stern – the back end – but it sure beats standing out on deck trying to hang on to the wheel during a storm!”

“Have you ever had to use it?” she asked, and Dan nodded as he replied.

“Several times, yes,” he said.  “Now, what say we get your gear stowed below deck and then go into town and get something to eat, eh?  I’ve been working on the ‘Tramp’ most of the day and I’m famished!” he said, taking Lucy by the arm and leading her back to where her backpack lay on the deck.  She picked it up and then he showed her the way to the cabin below deck, and after she dropped her backpack and Dan put on a shirt, they left the boat and walked down the dock towards the town.  Halfway down the dock Lucy reached over and took Dan’s hand, making him smile.

‘This is gonna be a great summer!’ Lucy thought to herself as she looked up at her uncle and saw the smile on his face.

* * * * * *

After a fantastic lunch consisting of the best seafood Lucy had ever eaten, they stopped by the grocery store on the way back to the boat and picked up enough food and supplies to last them for two weeks.  And true to what her uncle had told her, the owner of the store wouldn’t let Dan pay for the groceries and supplies, no matter how much Dan insisted.  He even had one of his employees deliver the groceries to the boat instead of making them carry it all themselves.  The only thing Dan ended up carrying out on his own was a six pack of Red Stripe beer because he intended to drink some of it as soon as he got back to the boat.

They spent the rest of the afternoon getting the ‘Sea Tramp’ ready for the next day’s voyage.  Dan intended to leave the following morning as soon as it was light, and there was enough for them to do that they were busy all afternoon.  They finished just about the time the sun went down, and while Lucy showered in the boat’s tiny shower stall and changed into fresh clothes Dan went ashore and picked up their dinner consisting of Caribbean jerk chicken, rice, and fresh pineapple. 

When they had finished eating Dan went below to shower and change, and when he returned he went into the auxiliary wheelhouse and came out with two portable canvas deck chairs.  He set them up on the bow so they could watch the stars sparkling in the clear Caribbean night sky, with Dan firing up a Cuban cigar as they sat.  He took a deep drag on the cigar and then blew the smoke out into the night sky, smiling as he did so.

“Man, this is the life!” he said, looking first up at the stars and then over at his niece.  “Moving down here and buying a boat was the best thing I ever did, no doubt about it!”

“You certainly seem happy, Uncle Dan,” Lucy replied, looking back at him and smiling.

“I am that!” he said, returning her smile.  “And I’m a lot happier now that you’re down here with me, Lucia,” he said, meaning it.  “You were always my favorite niece, and I hate not being able to see you more often than I have.  I’m sorry for that, but now that you’re here I’m just happy as hell about it!”

“Me, too, Uncle Dan, me, too!” she said softly.  She looked into his eyes for a moment before continuing.  “Is that a real Cuban cigar?” she asked, and Dan nodded as he replied.

“It most certainly is,” he said, looking at the cigar in his hand before taking another pull from it.

“Aren’t those kinda illegal?” she asked, a sly smile on her face.

“In the United States, yes, but down here in the Caribbean, no,” he said, looking over at her.

“So where do you get them?” she asked, curious.

“Where do you think I get them?” he replied, toying with her.  Her eyebrows went up when she realized what he was getting at.

“No!  Really?  You get them from Cuba?” she said, incredulous.

“Absolutely!” he said, “Cuba is only a little more than a day’s sail to the south-southwest, so why not?  I make the trip about once every three months or so, stock up on cigars, stay the night, and then sail back.”

“Would you like a beer to go with that cigar, Cap’n Dan?” she asked, smiling as she called him by his local nickname for the first time.  “I don’t know about you, but I could certainly use one!”

“That would be absolutely perfect, Lucia m’dear!” he replied.  Lucy got up and went below to the galley, returning a few moments later with two bottles of Red Stripe in her hands.

“Here you go, Cap’n!” she said, holding one of the bottles out to him. 

“Thank you, m’dear!” he said, taking the bottle from her.  As Lucy sat down in her chair he reached into the little pocket hanging from the arm of the deck chair and produced a bottle opener.  He opened Lucy’s beer first and then his own.  He dropped the opener and the bottle caps into the pocket on the arm of the chair, then held his beer up between them.

“A toast!” he said, and Lucy held her bottle up next to his.  He grinned at her as he continued with the toast.

“Here’s to swimmin’ with bow-legged wimmin!” he said, clinking his bottle against hers.

“Uncle Dan!  You’re terrible!” she said, laughing as she reached over to smack him on the arm. 

“This is gonna be one hell of a summer!” Dan said as he leaned back in the chair and pushed his captain’s hat forward, the bill sitting low over his eyes.  He chuckled to himself as he got comfortable, crossing his legs at the ankles.

Two hours and a six pack of Red Stripe beer later (with Dan drinking 4 of them), they found themselves ready to call it a night.  Dan led Lucy below deck to the main bedroom cabin at the stern of the boat directly beneath the wheel, and Lucy was surprised at how big it was. 

“Wow, this is really nice!” she said, looking around the cabin.  “I expected something a lot smaller and much more cramped, but this is great!” She walked over to the double bed at the end of the cabin and leaned over it to look out of the three rectangular windows on the bulkhead above it, giving Dan an unintentionally perfect view of her shapely ass, which Dan truly appreciated. 

“That’s one reason I bought it,” Dan replied, leaning against the doorframe behind her.  “It’s big enough to sleep four comfortably, two here in the main cabin and two more up front in the bow cabin.” 

“Is that where I’ll be sleeping, in the bow cabin?” she asked.

“Actually, I was thinking that you could sleep back here, and I’d sleep up front,” he said.

“Oh, I don’t want to kick you out of your own bed, Uncle Dan!” she said, sitting down on the bed.  “That just wouldn’t be right!”

“Well, you are my guest, after all,” he said.

“True enough, but I won’t put you out of your own bed,” she replied, standing firm.  “It’s enough that you’ve agreed to let me come spend the summer with you, the last thing I want to do is inconvenience you by kicking you out of your own bed!”

“It’s no inconvenience, Lucia, really it’s not,” he replied, but Lucy shook her head.

“Nope, I’m sleeping in the bow cabin and that’s all there is to it!  End of discussion!” she said, crossing her arms over her ample chest.  Dan chuckled as he stood up, knowing that he had lost the argument.

“As you wish, m’dear!” he said, tipping his cap to her. 

“Good!” Lucy said, jumping up from the berth and hugging him briefly before stepping back and continuing.  “Now it’s time for me to hit the sack!  It’s been a long day, and I’m tired!”  She leaned forward and kissed Dan on the cheek, smiling at him as she stepped back.

“Good night, Cap’n Dan!” she said, then turned and walked out of the cabin towards the bow.

“Good night, Lucia,” he replied, watching her go.  Then he closed the door to his cabin, got undressed, and got into bed.

* * * * * *

The following morning dawned bright and clear, just as most days did in the Caribbean, and after a quick breakfast Dan was ready to leave port and head for the open sea.  He was wearing his usual attire of an old Hawaiian shirt, a bathing suit, deck shoes without socks and his ubiquitous captain’s hat, while Lucy was wearing a pair of denim cutoff shorts and a light blue sleeveless shirt with sandals.  Dan had bought her a khaki fisherman’s hat with a single bill to keep the sun out of her eyes with the words ‘FIRST MATE’ embroidered in black on the front, and she was wearing this as well. 

“Okay, let’s turn to and get this vessel under way, shall we?” he said, rubbing his hands together and smiling.

“Yes, let’s!” Lucy agreed, smiling back.  She followed him out of the cabin and out on deck, excited and anxious for their adventure to begin.

Once on deck he showed Lucy how to untie the mooring lines and then where to stand while he piloted the boat out of the harbor using the onboard diesel engine, being careful not to raise a wake and disturb the other boats in the harbor.  As soon as they were out of the harbor and into the open sea Dan turned off the diesel engine and lashed the wheel down, then showed Lucy how to raise sail.  He started with the small jib at the bow and worked his way back, raising the two mainsails one at a time.  The sails filled immediately and the boat picked up speed quickly, leaning to one side as the wind pushed the boat along.  When the sails were up and the booms secured, Dan and Lucy went back to the stern where Dan unlashed the wheel and took control of the boat.  Lucy sat on the cushioned bench seat that ran along the very back of the boat behind the wheel, watching him as he piloted the boat and grinning from ear to ear.

Dan looked over at his niece and grinned himself when he saw her.  She was absolutely beautiful, a vision of pure loveliness and contentment, her brown hair blowing out behind her from beneath her hat as the wind caressed her face.  The wind had plastered her shirt to her upper body, and for the first time Dan noticed just how big his niece’s breasts had grown and just how beautiful she truly was.

‘If only I were 25 again!’ he thought to himself, looking back to the direction in which he was sailing and smiling to himself. 

Lucy looked at her uncle as he piloted the boat across the water, his Hawaiian shirt flapping in the breeze and his captain’s hat low on his head, and she smiled.  He looked truly happy and content, and she realized once again just how handsome he was and how much she desired him.  She had always thought her uncle was handsome from the pictures of him her father had shown her, but her desire for him hadn’t started until she had seen him in person when she first came on board.  As soon as she saw him standing on the bow, shirtless and tanned, his skin glistening with a fine layer of sweat from the sun, she felt a twinge down below that was both unmistakable and undeniable.

Her uncle was hot, very hot, and she was turned on by the mere sight of him.  And now, a little less than 24 hours later while she was standing next to him as he piloted his boat across the sea, she realized that she wanted him even more.  It was at that moment that she decided that before the summer was over, she was going to seduce her Uncle Dan.

“Where are we going, Cap’n Dan?” Lucy asked.  She knew that they were going to spend the summer sailing around the Caribbean, but she had no idea where they were going to go first.

“To a small island between Andros and Harbour Island,” he replied, looking over at her.  “We’ll make port there and stay the night, then tomorrow we’ll set sail for Harbour Island itself.  From there we’ll turn southeast and sail down the eastern side of the island chain, following the chain down to Mayaguana.  From there we’ll sail around the southernmost point of the island, then sail back up the island chain again, on the western side this time, until we end up back at Andros.”

“How long do you think that will take?” Lucy asked, and Dan smiled at her as he replied.

“Why, Lucia?  You got someplace else you need to be?” he asked, teasing her.

“You’re terrible!” she said, smacking him playfully on the butt.  “I’m right where I want to be, and you know that!”

“Well, we’re in no hurry and we have all summer, so I’m planning on it taking us the better part of two months.  Think you can handle being cooped up on board the ‘Tramp’ with an old man like me for that long?” he asked playfully.

“I think I can handle that,” she replied, “but the real question is, can you handle me?”  She looked at her uncle with a challenging look in her eyes, and she wondered if Dan could see that there was something else in them as well – something that she was feeling again, down below and between her legs. 

Dan looked over at his niece and laughed out loud at the challenging and mischievous – it was mischievous, wasn’t it? – look in her eye.

“This is gonna be one hell of a summer!” he repeated from the night before, laughing.

* * * * * *

The day’s voyage went exactly as planned, with them making port at the first island a little after three in the afternoon.  After mooring the boat they went ashore and found a restaurant where they had dinner, then went back to the ‘Tramp’ where they repeated their activities of the previous night, sitting in the canvas beach chairs on the bow, drinking Red Stripe and chatting, just enjoying each other’s company.  When it was time to turn in it was all Lucy could do to keep from following Dan into his cabin, pushing him down onto the bed, and throwing herself at him.  But she resisted the urge, going into her cabin in the bow instead.

They were out of port and back on the open ocean by seven AM the following morning, and Dan was surprised at how quickly Lucy was learning the ins and outs of sailing.  She was a natural, and he was damned proud of her.

“So how long will it take us to get to Harbour Island?” she asked once the boat was set and under way. 

“This leg of the trip is considerably longer than yesterday’s,” Dan replied, looking over at her for a moment as he replied.  “If the wind stays at our back and stays constant, we’ll make port around five or six in the evening.”

“And what happens if the wind dies down?” she asked, genuinely curious.

“Then we put out the sea anchor, turn on the running lights, and spend the night on the open ocean,” he said, smiling so as to not alarm her.

“We can do that?” she asked, her eyebrows going up.  “I mean, you’ve done that before?”  Dan nodded as he replied.

“Sure have.  I’ve done that several times before, it’s no big deal, really!” he replied, hoping that he had put her mind at ease.  “The diesel engine will provide us with electricity for the lights, and the stove is powered by propane, so we’re good to go!”

“Okay, if you say so, Cap’n Dan!” she said, smiling at him.

The rest of the morning passed uneventfully, the wind staying strong and steady and Dan teaching Lucy how to steer the boat.  When lunchtime came Lucy went below deck to the galley and fixed them some sandwiches, then brought them up on deck where they could eat.  They took turns at the wheel with one of them steering while the other ate.  Lucy handled the wheel with the ease of an old salt, and Dan was even more proud of her. 

The sun was bright and hot, and the only reason they weren’t really suffering from the heat was due to the wind in their faces caused by the boat’s forward motion.  But it was still hot; this was the Caribbean after all, and it wasn’t long before the heat got to Dan.

“Hope you don’t mind, Lucia, but I’m gonna take my shirt off,” he said, glancing over at her.  “I don’t normally wear one on board anyway.”

“Go right ahead, I don’t mind,” she replied.  “Actually, that’s a pretty good idea!  I want to work on my tan anyway, so why not?” she said.  Then she crossed her arms as she reached down to grab the bottom of her shirt and quickly pulled it up and over her head.  Dan missed this as he was busy unbuttoning his own shirt and taking it off while steering the boat, and as he slipped the shirt off he turned and saw Lucy in her bikini top for the first time just as she was pulling her own shirt over her head.  His eyes flew open wide and his jaw dropped at what he saw standing next to him.

 Her tits were big, very big, round and full, with a slight ‘torpedo’ shape that was barely being contained by the red cups of the bikini top.  Lucy looked at him and laughed at the surprised look on his face, embarrassing him even further.

“What’s wrong, Cap’n Dan?” she said, sticking her tongue out between her teeth at him.  “I thought you said you’d seen plenty of women in bikinis before?” she teased, putting her hands behind her back and rocking her shoulders from side to side, essentially waving her big tits at him.  The heavy mounds swayed back and forth inside the bikini top, and Dan felt his cock beginning to stir inside his bathing suit.

“Well, yeah, just not you!” he said, caught completely off guard.  “You’ve grown considerably since the last time I saw you, especially…” he stopped himself, having said too much already.

“Especially what, Cap’n Dan?” she said, teasing him.  “It’s okay, you can say it, you won’t embarrass me!  After all, it is just you and me out here in the middle of the ocean, right?  We’re both grown adults, right?  And besides, I can keep a secret if you can!”

‘What the hell, why not!’ Dan thought to himself, then continued what he was saying.

“Especially your breasts,” he said, looking down at them for a moment before looking ahead again. 

“Don’t you like them, Cap’n Dan?” she asked coyly, still waving her tits at him.

“Hell, what’s not to like?” he replied, trying not to stare but failing miserably.  But then again, he had the feeling that she wanted him to stare at her tits, that him staring at her was the whole idea.

“They’re not too big, are they, Cap’n Dan?” she asked, doing the tongue thing again.

“Are you flirting with me, Lucia?” he asked, giving her a coy smile of his own and hoping that she  

“Absolutely!” she said, grinning from ear to ear.  “But you didn’t answer my question – they’re not too big, are they?” she asked again, making Dan’s cock grow even more. 

“No, they’re not,” he replied, looking her in the eyes as he spoke.  “As a matter of fact, they’re the most perfect, most beautiful pair of breasts I’ve ever seen!” he said, making Lucy grin. 

“Why, thank you, Cap’n Dan!” she replied, teasing him more.  “I’m so glad you like them!”  ‘And if you like this, just you wait until you see the rest of the package!’ she thought to herself.

‘I’d like them even more if you’d take that top off, I’ll tell you that!’ he thought to himself.

“If you don’t need me to do anything for you right now, I’m going to lay out on the cabin roof and work on my tan, okay, Cap’n Dan?” she said, serious now.

“Okay, Lucia, I got this!” he replied, trying hard to hide his semi-erect cock from her view and barely succeeding.  She came over and stood up on her tiptoes to kiss him quickly on the cheek, then disappeared below deck to retrieve her beach towel and tanning oil.  Dan took the opportunity to adjust his cock in his trunks, relieving the pressure on it. 

She came back on deck a few moments later, then climbed up on the roof of the main cabin to spread out her towel.  The wind was blowing from directly astern and the booms were out almost at right angles to the hull, so there was very little tilt to the deck as the boat wasn’t leaning very much.  Then she turned away from him and wiggled out of the shorts she was wearing, intentionally giving him a perfect view of the firm, rounded globes of her ass encased by the bikini bottom. 

Dan groaned as he watched her slide the shorts down her legs and step out of them, convinced that she not only was flirting with him but was intentionally teasing him as well.  His cock was rapidly on the way to a full-blown, throbbing erection, and there was nothing he could do about it except watch and enjoy the show.  Somehow, the thought that she was his niece made it a little more exciting, a little more arousing, and made him want her even more than he realized he already did.

After stepping out of the shorts and tossing them aside, Lucy reached down and picked up the bottle of suntan oil she had brought with her, turning to face Dan again as she did so.  She squirted some oil out into the palm of one hand, then proceeded to spread the suntan oil over her body, working slowly and deliberately, glancing up at him surreptitiously as she oiled herself up.  Dan felt his cock getting longer and harder as he watched, and when she dipped her fingers inside the cups of her bikini top to oil her breasts he thought his cock was going to explode.

Lucy saw his reaction out of the corner of her eye and it made her smile.  She was, in fact, intentionally teasing him, trying as hard as she could to wear him down and give him as hard an erection as she possibly could.  She had heard the old saying, ‘When the little head gets hard the big head gets soft,’ and it was her intention to make her uncle’s little head as hard as she could so his big head would be soft enough to let her get away with seducing him.  And judging from the lump in his bathing suit he was trying desperately to hide behind the ship’s wheel, it was working. 

She finished with the oil and then lay down, positioning herself so that he could see her profile.  Her tits were firm in addition to being big, firm enough so that they didn’t flatten out when she lay on her back like most women’s tits did.  She knew this and wanted to use it to her advantage, so she made sure her uncle’s view was of her profile instead of the bottoms of her feet or the top of her head.  She lay back and closed her eyes, the sun warm on her skin, hoping that her uncle would notice what she had done for him.

Dan had noticed indeed.  He had always been a ‘tit man,’ the bigger the better as far as he was concerned, and his niece certainly filled the bill.  When she turned to the side and lay down, he immediately noticed that her tits didn’t flatten out.  They stood up proudly from her chest like twin mountains, wobbling slightly when she moved.  This only made his cock harder, and by now it was so hard it hurt.  The fact that she was teasing him on purpose made it all even more arousing, and he was unsure of just how far she was willing to take it – or what he should do if she did what he secretly hoped she would do.  He pondered this for a few moments while ogling her tits, then decided that he would cross that bridge if he came to it.

Lucy lay on her back on the roof of the cabin, her eyes closed, a smile on her face.  She was very pleased with herself and the reactions she had gotten from her uncle with the flirting and teasing she had done with him, and she just knew that by now he had a raging hard-on hiding inside his bathing suit.  And that, of course, was exactly what she intended all along.  She thought about taking the next step that afternoon, but as much as she wanted to feel his hard cock in her mouth she decided to wait until the next day, using the time to tease him more and break down his resistance even further.  She was pretty sure she could get away with it now, today, but she was enjoying working him over like this and wanted to do it some more.  That, plus when she did make her move she wanted to be 100% sure he wouldn’t resist – that would ruin the entire summer, and she didn’t want to do that.  So for the moment she would just let things sit as they were, intending to stay in her bikini for the rest of the day and tease her Uncle Dan as much as she could.

The rest of the afternoon was pure torture for Dan.  Lucy never put her shirt and shorts back on, staying in just her bikini for the rest of the day.  He was pretty sure she did this on purpose, and while he wouldn’t admit it to her – not yet anyway – he was secretly glad she did.  She was a beautiful, sexy woman, and he enjoyed the sight of her running around the boat in just a bikini.  He thought that he caught her glancing down at his crotch once or twice during the rest of the afternoon, but he wasn’t sure.  She was intentionally teasing him, of that he was sure, but he still wasn’t sure how far she would take it or how he should react if she did.  He was torn between being a red-blooded male and an uncle, completely unsure of what he should do for the first time in his life.  So he did the only thing he could for the rest of the afternoon – nothing.  He did nothing but watch, and he enjoyed every minute of it.

The winds were in their favor, so they made port at Harbour Island around five o’clock in the afternoon.  Lucy was still in her bikini when they docked, and she immediately became the object of attention for every male in view.  Dan grinned as he watched the other sailors drop things and walk into masts when they saw Lucy in her bikini, her big tits swaying and bobbing in her top as she tied the boat down.  When it was time for them to go ashore to eat Dan put his shirt back on and Lucy put on her shorts, but her shirt stayed on board.  When they walked down the dock towards the town they did so hand in hand again, and Dan knew he was the envy of every man present. 

After dinner they repeated what had become their nightly ritual of sitting out on the deck, drinking Red Stripe and talking, Dan smoking his daily cigar as they did so.  They talked freely, Dan telling Lucy stories of some of his adventures in the Caribbean, Lucy listening with rapt attention.  Dan was sure by now that he could talk to her about anything – well, almost anything – so he wasn’t afraid to tell her some of the spicier details of his adventures.  Lucy drank it all in, grinning from ear to ear, and the whole thing only served to make her want him more.

When it was finally time for them to retire Lucy went below first to shower and wash off what little was left of the oil on her skin, and when she was done Dan showered as well.  They met in the main cabin to say their final goodnights before going to their respective cabins.

“Today was a good day, wasn’t it, Cap’n Dan?” she asked coyly, sticking the tip of her tongue out between her teeth again.

“Yes it was, Lucia,” Dan replied, getting what she was saying but skirting around it.  “We made good time, had fair seas and a following wind.  A perfect day to be on the water!”

“And the scenery was pretty good too, huh?” she said, still with the tongue thing.  ‘You’re not getting off that easy!’ she thought to herself as she put her hands behind her back and waved her tits at him again.

“Yes, m’dear, it most certainly was!” Dan replied, nodding and smiling at her.  She grinned at him in return, then stepped in close and grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands.  She stood up on her tiptoes and brought her face right up next to his, looking directly into his eyes as she spoke, her voice soft and sultry.

“You just wait until tomorrow!” she said, then kissed him softly and briefly on the lips.  Her lips were soft and warm, and she was gone before he could react.

He stood in the center of the cabin for a moment, staring at the now-closed door of the bow cabin before finally turning and going into his own cabin, a smile forming on his face as he did.

* * * * * *

“So where are we headed today, Cap’n?” Lucy asked, standing next to Dan who was at the wheel.  They were under full sail and had been on the open ocean for about an hour, and this was the first chance Lucy had to ask him where they were going.  Not that she cared, really, but she was just curious.

“Eleuthera, a port on the eastern side of Harbour Island,” Dan replied.  “It’s not that long a trip, five hours or so maybe, but we’re in no hurry so I figured we’d take our time, make a big loop around Harbour Island and just enjoy being on the water,” he said, looking over at her and smiling.

“And maybe enjoy a few other things along the way, too, huh, Cap’n Dan?” she asked coyly, doing her tongue thing and waving her tits at him as she smiled back at him. 

“That depends entirely on you, m’dear!” he replied, having decided to just give in and play along with her.  Lucy’s smile turned into a grin, and she put her arms around her uncle and gave him a hug, laying her head against his chest as she did so.

The game she was playing with him would lead him where it would lead him, and Dan knew he was powerless to stop it.  So he had decided last night while he was laying in bed to just give in and go along, and take things as they came – whatever those things may be.

He also accepted the fact that Lucy was one hell of a beautiful, sexy and desirable woman, and he wanted her just as much as she apparently wanted him.  He’d just have to be very careful and make sure that his brother never found out if this thing between them was headed where Dan thought and hoped it was headed.  At 22 years of age Lucy was well above the age of consent, but his brother had always been over-protective of his only daughter.  Dan knew that Henry would flip if he ever found out that Dan had been playing ‘hide the salami’ with Lucy, and that was a scene he desperately wanted to avoid.

About an hour later it was really starting to warm up, and Dan was ready to get out of his shirt.

“Here, Lucia, take the wheel while I take this shirt off,” he said, and Lucy stepped over to take his place behind the wheel.  She had proven herself to be a competent helmsman, and Dan had no problem letting her steer the boat.  He stepped away from the wheel when she had hold of it and took off his shirt, folding it up and then stepping over to the doorway leading down below deck and tossed it in.  Then he went back over to the wheel and took his place again, Lucy stepping aside as he put his hands on the wheel.

“Thank you, m’dear!” he said, grinning at her.

“Now it’s my turn!” she said, stepping back and smiling at him.  She crossed her arms over her stomach and grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, then pulled it up and over her head.  The bikini she was wearing today was black, and Dan thought it looked good on her.  He felt the familiar stirring in his trunks as he watched Lucy’s big tits swaying as she moved, and she giggled when she caught him looking at her.

“I’m glad you like my big tits, Cap’n Dan!” she said, teasing him.  “That makes me very happy!”

“They are quite beautiful, I must say, and you are quite a beautiful young woman as well,” he replied, meaning it.

“Aww, how sweet!  Thank you!” she said, stepping forward and kissing him on the cheek.  “You won’t mind if I sunbathe on the roof of the cabin some more then, will you, Cap’n Dan?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Only if you do it where I can see you!” he replied, deciding it was time to try and beat her at her own game.

“Oh ho!” Lucy cried, her eyebrows going up in surprise and a grin forming on her face.  “The game’s afoot!” she said, laughing.  Then she turned and went down below deck to get her sunbathing stuff, returning a few moments later.  She was grinning from ear to ear when she came back out on deck, making Dan chuckle at her.

‘Time to raise the stakes!’ Lucy thought to herself as she turned to climb up on the cabin.

He watched her shapely ass wiggle as she climbed up on top of the cabin, spreading out her beach towel and using her sandals to hold the corners down.  She turned away from again as she slid her shorts off, giving him another good look at her spectacular ass in the process.  Then she turned to face him, taking off her khaki first mate’s hat and dropping it onto the cabin roof.  Her long brown hair was blowing around her face back towards him, and with a sultry, smoldering look on her face and in her eyes she reached around behind her.  Dan’s breath caught in his throat as he realized what she was about to do, and he felt his heart rate increase and his cock begin to stir.

Keeping her eyes locked on his Lucy pulled on one end of the bow holding her bikini top in place, pulling it free.  The cups of the bikini came free from her big breasts, falling down between them and giving Dan a clear view of them as she reached up behind her neck to untie the bow there.  She let the bikini top fall free, then lowered her arms to her sides and stood there motionless, her eyes locked on his as he drank in the sight of her standing topless before him.  Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes were hooded with desire, and Dan felt his cock getting hard very quickly.

Lucy had the biggest, firmest, most beautiful pair of breasts Dan had ever seen.  They were full and firm, capped with pert, erect nipples surrounded by small brown areolas.  The sight of her naked breasts made him gasp, and he felt his cock quickly rising to attention.

The corners of her mouth slowly turned up into a smile, and it was the most seductive, enticing, and erotic smile Dan had ever seen.  She gave out a laugh, then, a happy and seductive laugh, then bent over to pick up the bottle of suntan oil lying on the cabin roof.  She locked eyes with Dan again as she squirted some oil into the palm of one hand, giving him a sly, seductive smile as she began spreading the oil over her arms, shoulders, breasts and stomach.  She took her time doing it, paying particular attention to her big breasts and nipples.  She made a show of running her hands over, under, and around the firm globes of her huge tits, never taking her eyes from his as she pinched and pulled on her erect nipples.

By the time she was finished covering her body with oil, Dan’s cock was rock-hard and throbbing.  She made quite a show of it, teasing him slowly and lovingly, and it was all Dan could do to keep from lashing the wheel down, jumping up on the cabin roof and ravishing her right there.  But this was her game, after all, and he was going to play it by her rules and let her decide where it was headed next.  When she was finished with the oil she lay down on her back on the cabin roof, again turning so he could see her profile and get a good view of her big breasts as they sat on her chest.  Finally, Dan could take no more and just had to say something.

“You’re killing me, Lucia, you know that!  Absolutely killing me!” he said, chuckling.

‘Finally!’ Lucy thought to herself, turning her head towards him as she replied.

“But Cap’n Dan, I thought you said you’d seen women running around topless all the time here in the Caribbean, and that it was no big deal?” she said, teasing him by throwing his own words back at him.

“I did, yeah, but…well, I never expected…oh, hell!” he said, exasperated at having been trapped by her again.  Lucy laughed at him, turning her face back up to the sun and closing her eyes.

‘Soon, Cap’n Dan, soon!’ she thought to herself, grinning.

* * * * * *

When the sun reached the center of the sky several hours later, Dan knew it was time for lunch.  He decided to do something different today, and when Lucy sat up to take a drink from the water bottle she had retrieved from below deck about an hour before he called out to her.

“Lucia!” he called, and Lucy turned her head to look at him.

“Yes, Cap’n Dan?” she replied, taking a drink from the water bottle.

“Come down off of there and start taking in sail,” he said, nodding towards the mainsails, “we’re going to take a break while we eat lunch,” he said.

“Aye-aye, Cap’n!” Lucy replied, getting up and slipping on her sandals.  Then she went forward to one of the main masts and began lowering the sail, not bothering to put her top on as she did.  Dan watched her big breasts swaying and bobbing as she worked the handle of the crank for the main sail, marveling at both her beauty and her skill.  She was a fast learner and had come a long way in just a few days.  She had both main sails and the jib down and wrapped in short order, and when she was finished she walked back to the wheel where Dan was still standing and stopped in front of him, beaming with pride.  Her body glistened with a combination of suntan oil and sweat, and the sight of her gave Dan chills.

“How’s that, Cap’n?” she asked, standing with her hands on her hips and slightly out of breath.  “Did I do good?”

“You did fine, Lucia, just fine!” he replied, smiling at her as he lashed the wheel down.  “Couldn’t have done better myself!  Now let’s go below and get something to eat, get out of the sun, eh?” he said, motioning towards the hatch. 

“Who’s going to steer the boat?” she asked.

“Nobody, gonna let the current have her for a while,” Dan replied.  “We’re not anywhere close to any shipping lanes and the chances of us encountering another boat this far out are remote, so there’s no reason why we shouldn’t just let the ‘Tramp’ drift with the current while we sit down and eat,” he explained.  “So let’s do just that, shall we?” he said, holding his arm and hand out in the direction of the door that led below deck.

“Sounds good to me!” Lucy replied, turning towards the hatch and going below deck with Dan following behind her. 

Lunch was both pleasant and distracting at the same time for Dan.  It was pleasant because he was with Lucy and they were out of the sun below deck where it was reasonably cool; it was distracting because Lucy was still topless, her big tits swaying and bobbing with her every move.  She acted as if nothing unusual was going on, chatting away as if she wasn’t sitting there topless less than three feet away from her uncle as he sat on the other side of the small table in the main cabin.  It didn’t take long for Dan’s cock to react, and he spent the better part of lunch hiding his erection under the table.

Lucy was getting to her uncle, wearing him down, and she knew it.  She also knew that he was aware of what she was doing and wasn’t doing anything to stop her, so that was a good sign.  That told her that he wanted the same thing she did, and that encouraged her to take the next step in her well-thought-out plan to seduce him.

“I’m going to go up on deck and relax for a minute, maybe smoke a cigar and have a beer,” Dan said, rising from the small table, trying to hide his erection from her – and failing.  Lucy grinned as she briefly saw the hard pole of his cock tenting out the front of his bathing suit before he covered it with his hand and turned away.  “I’ll clean up this mess after I’m done,” he said, walking towards the stairs leading to the deck.  He stopped at the small refrigerator and took out a beer along the way, then opened a cabinet above it to get a cigar before continuing on.

“I’ll take care of that, Cap’n, you just go relax!  I’ll be up in a few minutes!” she said.

“You sure, Lucia?” he asked, turning to look at her with one foot on the ladder.  “I’ll be glad to help you if you want.”

“No, that’s fine, I got it,” Lucy replied, shaking her head.  “You just go on up and relax, I’ll be along in a few minutes!” she said, standing up and starting to clear away the dishes.

Dan turned and walked up the ladder, then went into the covered wheelhouse that he only used in bad weather to get one of the canvas deck chairs.  He took the chair forward to the bow and set it up, then sat down.  He reached into the small pocket hanging from the arm of the chair to get his lighter, and after he had the cigar lit he reached into the pocket again to drop the lighter and pick up the bottle opener.  He opened his first Red Stripe of the day, dropping the opener and the bottle cap back into the pocket before taking a long pull on the ice-cold beer.  He pushed his captain’s hat back on his head and sat back in the chair, beer in one hand and cigar in the other.

“That girl is gonna be the death of me!” he said out loud, chuckling to himself as he looked out over the ocean.

A few minutes later Lucy came up to the bow, having finished cleaning up below deck.  She saw her uncle sitting in the deck chair and stopped to look at him for a moment.  He was sitting back in the deck chair, shirtless with his weathered captain’s hat sitting on the back of his head, his legs out in front of him and crossed at the ankles; he had a beer in one hand and a smoking cigar in the other.

She thought he was the sexiest man she’d ever seen, and she felt her pussy getting wet just looking at him.

“It’s now or never!” she said softly to herself, then walked over to stand in front of him. 

“Well, you certainly look comfortable!” she said, standing in front of him and crossing her arms under her big naked breasts, a smile on her face.  Dan had been sitting with his eyes closed and didn’t see or hear her approach, and he opened his eyes at the sound of her voice.  And of course, the first thing he noticed was her naked breasts being propped up by her crossed arms.  His cock immediately began to shift in his trunks.

“That’s because I am,” he replied, sitting up and uncrossing his legs.  “Why don’t you get the other chair and join me?” he said, putting his feet flat on the deck in front of him as he sat up.

“Maybe later,” Lucy said, stepping forward and then kneeling in front of him between his feet, putting her hands on his knees and spreading them further apart before Dan could react.  She moved in closer and sat back on her haunches, resting her elbows on Dan’s knees and looking up at him as she continued.  The surprised look on his face made her smile, and she suppressed an urge to giggle.

“Can I ask you a question, Cap’n Dan?” she said, her voice soft and sultry.

“You can ask me anything in the world, Lucia, you know that,” he said, smiling at her and trying not to show how nervous and excited he was.  “Just be prepared for an honest answer, because that’s what you’re going to get.  I don’t sugar-coat things, I’m too old for that crap.  I tell it like it is, always have and always will.  Like I’ve always said, if you can’t handle the answer then don’t ask the question!”

“And that’s one of the things I’ve always admired and loved about you!” she said, smiling up at him.

“So what’s your question?” he asked, taking a pull from his beer to hide his nervousness.  Lucy looked up at him, looking him directly in his eyes, her own eyes smoldering with desire as she spoke.

“When was the last time you had your dick sucked?” she said, rubbing her hands along the tops of his thighs as she spoke.  Dan looked at her for a few moments before answering, processing what she had just asked and trying to decide whether to take the bait or not.

‘Aw, fuck it!’ he thought to himself, and answered her question.

“Longer than I can remember,” he said quietly, looking into her eyes as he spoke.  She smiled up at him as she replied.

“Then it’s time I changed all that, don’t you think?” she asked, sliding her hands up his thighs to the rapidly-growing bulge in his trunks, rubbing it with both hands and squeezing it firmly before sliding her hands up to the waistband of his trunks.

“Is that what you’re going to do, Lucia?” he asked, his heart racing as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his trunks and started to pull, pausing as she replied.

“Well, yeah, that’s what I’m going to do!” she said, her eyes sparkling.  “Don’t you want me to, Cap’n Dan?  Don’t you want me to suck your cock?” she asked, her eyes wide and questioning.

“Yes, I do,” Dan replied quietly, “very much so!”  Lucy grinned up at him and giggled, pulling on the waistband of his trunks as she replied.

“Good!  And I give the world’s absolute best blowjob, too, as you’re about to find out!” she said, tugging his trunks down to his hips.  “Now lift up your hips so I can get these off of you and show you what I can do!” 

Dan did as he was told, lifting up his hips and letting her pull his swim trunks down past his hips, still with the beer in one hand and the cigar in the other.  She looked up at him for a moment and smiled when his nearly erect cock was revealed before looking back down and continuing what she was doing.  She quickly slid his trunks down his legs and lifted one of his feet up to get them out of her way, moving in closer to him as she did.  She slid her hands up his thighs and wrapped one hand around the shaft of his cock, gripping it firmly and bringing it to her nose as she lowered her head down to his lap.  She pressed her nose up against the base of his cock and closed her eyes as she inhaled deeply, smiling as she took in his masculine scent.

“Mmmm, I just love the way a man’s cock smells!  Makes my pussy wet every time!” she said, looking up at him past the shaft of his cock resting against her cheek.  Before Dan could react she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, then slowly licked the underside of his shaft from the base to the tip, moving her hand out of the way as she did so.  She did this several times, moaning with delight as she tasted his skin for the first time, and Dan nearly dropped his beer when she slid her mouth over the head of his now fully-erect cock and sucked on it hard.

“Mmmm!” she moaned again, her eyes closed as she held the head of his cock in her mouth.  She ran her tongue over and around it as she gripped the hard shaft firmly in her hand, pumping it slowly.  Dan moaned himself as she grasped his balls with her other hand and began kneading them between her fingers as she slowly moved her head in small circles, rotating the head of his cock in her mouth.  He felt the first of his precum get sucked out of him and into her mouth, and she opened her eyes to look up at him as she tasted it on her tongue.  She smiled around the head of his cock in her mouth, then slipped her mouth from it to speak.

“Your precum tastes so good!  And I’ll bet your cum tastes even better!” she said, pumping his cock in her hand as she spoke.  She slipped her mouth down onto the head of his cock again before he could reply, and Dan watched in fascination as she slid her mouth slowly and easily all the way down his shaft.  She took his entire length in her mouth, her nose pressing up against his abdomen as she took the last bit of his cock down her throat.  She held her mouth down on his cock like this for several moments, rubbing the flat of her tongue along the underside of his shaft, before slowly slipping her mouth back up the length until just the head was in her mouth.  She looked up at him for just a moment, and then began sliding her mouth up and down on his cock in long, deep, steady strokes, sucking on it and tugging on his balls as she did.

‘Damn, she wasn’t kidding!  She’s good, really good!’ Dan thought to himself as he watched Lucy slide her wet, sucking mouth up and down the length of his hard cock. 

‘Oh my God, his cock tastes so good!  And it feels so good in my mouth, I can’t wait to make him cum!’ Lucy thought to herself as she worked on Dan’s cock.  She loved giving head almost as much as she loved regular sex, maybe even more, and she had discovered years before that she had a natural talent for it.  And now she intended to use those talents to make her uncle blow his load and cum in her mouth, and she intended to swallow every last drop – after she showed it to him, of course.  Cumplay was something else that she loved and was good at, and she was anxious to show this to him.

Dan sat in the deck chair and watched Lucy suck his cock for several minutes, still clutching the beer in one hand and the cigar in the fingers of the other.  His cock was rock-hard and throbbing, glistening with her spit as she slid her mouth up and down its length over and over again.  She looked up at him briefly, just long enough to give him a wink before looking back down to his cock and concentrating on what she was doing.  Her mouth was hot and wet around his cock, her tongue sliding up and down his shaft and around the head, one hand massaging and squeezing his balls while the other gripped the base of his cock and pumped in time with the motions of her mouth.

It had been a very long time indeed since Dan had been the recipient of a blowjob, and that coupled with Lucy’s outstanding cocksucking skills brought him to the brink of orgasm very quickly.  The sight of Lucy’s head bobbing up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue on the underside of his shaft and her hands squeezing, pulling, and tugging on him finally got to him.  He was breathing hard and fast now, almost gasping for breath, and Lucy could feel the changes in his cock and in his body.  She redoubled her efforts, sucking a bit harder while moving her head and hands a bit faster, and was rewarded for her efforts almost immediately.

Dan felt the familiar tingling sensation in his balls while at the same time Lucy felt his cock widen in her mouth, and a split second later Dan’s orgasm hit.  His cock exploded in her mouth, blasting a stream of hot, thick cum into her mouth to hit the back of her throat, and Lucy quickly closed off her throat to keep from swallowing it.  Dan dropped the cigar and the beer to the deck and grabbed Lucy’s head in his hands, pulling her head into his lap by her hair as he involuntarily thrust his cock forward, deeper into her mouth.  Lucy slapped her hands against the tops of his thighs and pushed back as he drove his cock deep, her eyes flying open as she gasped around the shaft in her mouth.

He came hard and fast, his cock pumping rapidly, filling Lucy’s mouth with his cum.  She was determined to keep his cock in her mouth as he came, breathing rapidly through her nose as Dan’s orgasm ran its course.  When he relaxed his grip on her head just a bit she was able to grab his cock near the base, gripping it firmly and pumping it to get all of his cum.  She looked up at him and saw that his eyes were squeezed shut and he was grimacing from the force of the orgasm running through him.

Almost as quickly as it began his orgasm was over, and Lucy felt the pumping and throbbing of his cock in her mouth and hand begin to slow.  His hands dropped away from her head to hang over the arms of the deck chair, and Lucy gripped his balls with her other hand while she kept her mouth locked onto his cock.  She slid her mouth up the length until just the head was in her mouth, pumping it firmly with her hand and sucking hard to get every last drop of his cum.  When she knew she had it all she slid her lips over the head of his cock and off of the tip, kissing the tip as she did.  Dan opened his eyes and looked down at her just as she looked up at him after slipping her mouth from his cock.

Lucy tilted her head back slightly and opened her mouth, showing Dan her mouthful of his cum.  He had cum hard, filling Lucy’s mouth fuller than she could ever remember.  She slid her tongue through the large pool of cum in her mouth, lifting it up and letting the cum slip from the sides of her tongue.  Dan had never seen this done before, and he thought it was the sexiest, most erotic thing he’d ever seen.  Lucy played with his cum like this for several moments, smiling at him, her eyes sparkling, happy that she was pleasing him.  Then she closed her mouth and swallowed with a slight ‘gulp,’ never taking her eyes from him.  She opened her mouth and showed him that it was empty, then ran her tongue along her upper lip before lowering her mouth to his cock and kissing the tip gently one last time.  She looked up at him and smiled as she spoke, her hand still gripping his softening cock.

“You came a lot, Cap’n Dan, and I mean a LOT!” she said, a big grin on her face.  “And your cum tasted just as good as I thought it would!”

“I don’t know what to say,” Dan said, gasping for breath.  “That was…that was amazing!  I mean, I’ve had my fair share of blowjobs, but that…that was beyond a blowjob!”

“I told you I was the best, didn’t I?” Lucy said, releasing his now-soft cock from her hand and leaning her forearms on his thighs as she looked up at him, still grinning.

“Yes, you did, and yes, you most certainly are!  At least I think so, anyway,” Dan said, sitting back in the chair.  Lucy stood up on her knees, still between his legs, and leaned forward, bracing herself with her hands on his thighs as she brought her face up close to his.  She looked into his eyes and her voice was soft and sultry when she spoke.

“You just wait, Cap’n Dan, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!”  Then she kissed him on the lips, a soft yet erotic kiss, the tip of her tongue barely touching his lips. She held the kiss for a few moments and then was gone, headed for the stern and leaving Dan to turn in his deck chair and watch her ass wiggle as she went.  Then he got up, slipped back into his bathing suit, picked up the beer bottle and the burned-out cigar from the deck, and followed her to the stern.

Thirty minutes later they were under way again under full sail, with Lucy sitting on top of the cabin in front of Dan but to the side this time so as not to obstruct his view, leaning back on her hands and enjoying the sun on her face and bare breasts with her hair blowing in the breeze as Dan steered them to their next port.

And they were both smiling in anticipation of what lay ahead in more ways than one.

To be continued…