Revenge Party
Copyright© 2026 by John D. Rodburn
Chapter 7
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 7 - We brought three of the snobs on board, then nailed their uppity noses to the deck, figuratively. Then we sent for the other three. Party time.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft ft/ft Teenagers Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Humiliation Group Sex Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex Voyeurism Nudism
My sister can really be a show-off sometimes. It’s probably going to get her into a lot of trouble someday. It almost did that day. She had me sit in one of the chairs and pull my dick out. Then she pulled the right area of her bikini away and sat on it. I was all the way up in her when the Coast Guard ship came alongside.
“Ahoy, the Kara Lee,” someone from the cutter said, over a loudspeaker. “May we come to your side?”
Dad waved them in and put bumpers over the side where they were. Someone tossed him a rope and he tied it off.
Everyone, except the pilot, was on our side of their boat. The Captain approached the side rail.
“Permission to board, sir?” he asked Dad.
The Captain made it over and stood, talking to Dad. Dad turned around and I could hear him tell the Captain something about my not being able to walk. He knew what we were doing. Suddenly there were cheers and wolf whistles. I turned around and all of the girls, including Mom, had just come out. Every one of them had thong bikinis on.
“TEN HUT!” the Captain roared.
“MAY I SPEAK FOR THE CREW ... SIR?” one of the female crew members asked.
“ONLY IF IT IS IN THE FORM OF AN APOLOGY ... SEAMAN!”
“YES, SIR. IT IS, SIR.”
“VERY WELL. PROCEEDE.”
She turned around and pulled a microphone off of the wall.
“Ladies of the Kara Lee, I speak for the entire crew ... at least the ignorant ones ... when I apologize to you. It is rare that they see such an abundance of beauty in one place. Please take their actions as a compliment, and not that they are just being rude and disrespectful.” She turned and put the microphone back, then stood back at attention.
“COMPANY ... SALUTE!” she said, then they all saluted the girls.
That wasn’t the only salute we saw that day. When the Captain came aboard, he first saluted our American flag, then he saluted Dad. He did it again when he left, then saluted his own American flag when he re-boarded his own boat.
As they pulled away, Kara just had to wave and bounce around a little. You know what that did to my stamina.
As soon as they were well out of range, we all stripped again. Mom and Dad resumed what the Coast Guard had interrupted. We were able to stay that way for the rest of our time at sea.
“There was this little matter of touching?” Andrea said.
Kara slowly pulled off of me and stood up. She turned Andrea so she was in front of, and facing me. She pushed the girl forward and had her sit on my knees.
“I take it we have an agreement?” I said. She nodded. I reached up and cupped her tits, then looked into her eyes. “They’re really nice,” I said.
“Thank you. Would you ... squeeze them a little harder?” I did. Her eyes closed and her head went back a little. “This is the first time a boy has touched me. It’s different.”
“There are guys out there that don’t give two shits about you, Andrea. All they want is a piece of ass from a foxy girl. I’m not like that. When you first came here, I would have laughed if someone tossed you overboard. Now...?”
“Now what?” She looked at me.
“I think you have the potential to become someone that those boys would absolutely hate.”
“And ... you?”
“I have a newfound respect for you now. I would love to get to know the real Andrea that’s buried deep inside.”
“Would you consider ... making love to someone like me.”
“Before? No. Now? I think I could.”
“Would you?”
“Do you want me to?”
She slid her hand down my slick dick, then leaned in and kissed me.
“Why am I getting propositioned by all of these virgins? You are a virgin, right?”
“Yes. Before you ask, I’m not on anything either. I don’t care what happens. I want you to make love to me.”
“I already have two that are trying to get pregnant...”
“I know. I don’t care if you love them too.”
“What are you saying, Andrea?”
She kept working on my dick as she sat back up.
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