LOGINI’m top of my class and a little sarcastic. My friend Lindsey says that puts guys off. Must be why I’m still a virgin. I’ve gone out on dates, but haven’t really had a boyfriend.I stand to go back to my seat, but move back to where Ben went instead.He made the sacrifice to come on this trip, so I don’t want him to think I’m not grateful.“Chaperoning a bunch of teenagers?” I hear a woman say. “You’re braver than I am.”“I don’t think it’ll be that bad. Sightseeing is something I’ve always loved. It’s the actual travel that wears me out,” Ben says. “And my wife had a business trip, so I’m happy to help.”When I get closer, I see that one of the flight attendants is talking to Ben. She has her hand on his arm. “Too bad your wife couldn’t join you. If you get lonely in Paris, I’ll be there for two nights. Here’s my number.”She hands Ben a paper, and he takes it. Something floods me from my head to my toes, pumping through my veins. I should be angry on my mother’s behalf, but what
“Are you serious right now?”“Violet, don’t take that tone with me,” Mom says.“What tone? The tone where you have totally let me down?”“I haven’t let you down.”“Bullshit.”“Violet, you’re walking a fine line,” she says in a low voice.That’s her ‘threatening’ tone, but I don’t care. I should have known. I should have fucking known that she would bail on me.“Back at you. I have three months left of high school and you just ruined them.”“Whoa,” my stepdad Ben says as he walks into the living room. “What is going on here?”Mom and I are both breathing heavy, our chests rising and falling as we glare at each other. Mom puts her hands on her hips.“Violet’s throwing a tantrum because I can’t go on her senior trip with her.”I fist my hands at my sides.“Way to downplay it. That’s not even half the story. It’s not as simple as backing out. If you don’t go, I can’t go. And not just me. There has to be a certain parent-student ratio. Some of my classmates will also have to cancel their
The night was so calm and quiet, our low grunts and the slap of our skin as we came together seemed loud. I wondered if any of the other boats nearby could hear the sounds drifting over the wind.Even with my face against the cushion, I could still see a piece of the sky and so many stars. When Daddy pinched my clit a little, I grunted and pressed my ass back, meeting his thrusts.I tilted my hips, angling myself so his cock hit the front wall of my pussy with each pass. My body burned for his touch. With one last pinch to my clit, I buried my face in the cushion beneath me to muffle the scream that the orgasm pulled from my lungs.“Fuck. Yes,” Daddy hissed as his cock jerked and spurted inside me.“What’s wrong?” Daddy asked a few days later as we curled naked on the same deck cushion under the warm sun.“I don’t want to go home,” I said. “I don’t want this to end.”“The vacation?”“This. Us.”“This isn’t ending,” he said. “Though it will change. I’ll have to work and you’
The next week was heaven. Mom went on shore every morning while Daddy and I fucked in every position, on every surface of the yacht.Then one morning, she threw a wrench in our plans.“Maybe I’ll come with you two today,” Mom said.Daddy and I exchanged a look. It wasn’t like we could tell her now. My mood immediately took a nosedive.“Do you want to go swimming with us?” Daddy asked.“Maybe. I’ll try to lie down while we’re moving. Once we’re there, I wouldn’t mind a swim.”“Okay,” Daddy smiled as he finished his breakfast.When Mom was in her room resting, I made my way to the control room again. I didn’t know if I’d be able to keep my hands to myself after Daddy and I had had the freedom to touch each other all day.“Hey, little siren,” Daddy said when he saw me. “I know you’re disappointed.”“Aren’t you?”“Of course I am. I love our lazy days.” He curled a finger under my chin and lifted my face so our eyes met. “We’ll figure something out. I won’t be able to keep my hands off y
When I came up onto the main deck, Daddy was there, cooking breakfast. When he looked at me over his shoulder. I gave him a shy smile.“I can cook breakfast,” I said.“You seemed worn out,” he smiled.“Morning,” Mom said as she came out of the bedroom. “Did all the swimming wear you out, Mia?”“Must’ve been,” I said as Daddy served up the omelets he’d been making.“I was thinking,” he said as he sat down. “Let’s go to Santorini and stay there for a few days.”“Like in a hotel?” Mom asked.“No. But we could stay there a few days in a row so you could take in some of the sights of the island and Mia and I could swim and maybe even water ski.”“Sure,” Mom said.I bit my lip and nodded. Mom had been doing a lot of reading — which was what she usually did on beach vacations anyway — but she also loved to shop.This plan would give her ample opportunity. It would also mean that Daddy and I got more time alone.“Can I help?” I asked as I came into the control room of the ship as Daddy stee
“Shh. Your screaming could wake the dead. If you want this to continue, you need to be quiet.”“Don’t stop,” I begged before clutching a pillow to my chest.His lips spread in a wicked smile as he lowered his face. His eyes held my gaze as he licked me again and again.I pressed the pillow to my mouth, muffling my moans, but arched up to watch him. He thrust two fingers into me, fucking me in a slow rhythm as he flicked and circled my clit with his tongue.He wound me up with his slow pace, but didn’t let me come. When I begged him to fuck me, he smiled again, then sucked my clit into his mouth.“Holy fuck,” I screamed into the pillow.The pleasure was too much, too strong. Heat burst from my core and rippled through my body as I shuddered and shook.Daddy kissed my hip. “So responsive.”I threw the pillow aside and held my arms open for him. He crawled over me and I pulled him down for a kiss, not caring at all that he tasted like me. I slid my hands under his shirt, feeling his skin







