Graduation Cruise Vacation

My name is Stacy. My twin brother Matt and I had just graduated High School. After the parties and family get together, my parents surprised us with a Caribbean cruise vacation. Matt and I were booked for side-by-side cabins in the lower decks of the ship. The trip consisted of 7 nights with stops in St. Thomas, Salt Cay, and St. Maarten.

Matt and I boarded a plane leaving Newark, NJ headed to Cape Canaveral, Fl. A few short hours later, we were looking at the biggest ship we had ever seen in our lives. It looked like a floating paradise. We were both very excited to see if the inside looked as impressive as the outside. Some guy in a ship uniform pulled us aside and told us there was a problem. Even though our tickets put us in two cheap cabins, the ships passenger list had us together in one of the most luxurious Honeymoon cabins. We had no choice, and had to take the room. The man was nice enough to explain we would receive the same hospitality as if we were actually newly-weds. Walking to our cabin, Matt and I decided we would just rotate between the couch and bed.

We found in our room a basket of goodies for husband and wife. There was also a list of invitations to participate in newly-wed activities aboard the ship. Matt and I laughed it off as being rather funny. Matt tried to talk me into going to a few of the activities. He said since they think we are newly-weds anyway, we should get as much free stuff as possible. I didn’t think we could fake it enough to convince everybody. He was persuasive enough to talk me into it. It was just going to be our little joke back at the Cruise for messing up our reservations.

We knew we had some time before the first event so we headed to ship’s casino. I played a few slots before Matt came back with a couple of drinks. As it turned out, in International Waters there is no drinking age. Drinks were free so long as you gambled. We played the nickel-slots so we didn’t lose a lot of money, and the waitress kept coming by with drinks. Needless to say by the time we were heading to the newly-wed game, we were both felling pretty drunk. Well, I was feeling really drunk. We walked into the game hand in hand to start our charade.

At the event, Matt and I continued to down drinks back to back. Most of the event was a blur, as my head was swimming in alcohol. Matt and I pretended to flirt with one another like we were really together. I began to get a little aroused by Matt paying me so much attention. At home, Matt and I barely spoke even though we were twins. He had his friends, and I had my friends. Matt rubbed my thigh under the table. I figured it was just part of the act. As he did, I opened my legs a touch hoping his hand might creep a bit higher. I knew I had lust in my eyes for him. I tried to hide it. He was my brother. I knew I shouldn’t feel this way. I had to fight my growing desire to be with my brother. At the event, everybody had to once again kiss their “bride” just as they had done at their wedding. I jumped back for a second. I knew I had to kiss Matt or our charade would be discovered. Inside however I couldn’t wait for our turn. It got to us, and I guessed Matt would just give me a smooch. Matt grabbed me by the back of the head. He kissed me open-mouthed so deeply and passionately. I felt a warm rush of blood to my pussy. I was so turned on by the way Matt had kissed me. My panties were starting to get moist from my arousal. Matt broke the kiss and whispered I my ear did I think whether or not the people believed it.

I said I wanted to change into bathing suit. Matt followed me to the room. We entered the room and I started taking my clothes off. Matt looked a little shocked. I told him not to sweat it, and we were married right? I stripped in front of him. Matt made an off-hand comment about married people doing other things also. I sat on the bed facing him and opened my legs to show him my neatly trimmed vagina. “So what are these other things married people do?” I asked. He stammered for an answer, but could say nothing. He just stared at me. I could tell he was enjoying the view by the huge bulge in his shorts. I told myself to get a grip. I shouldn’t do what it was I wanted to do. I closed my legs, telling him I was just joking with him, and blamed it on the alcohol. I got up to get dressed. As I got nearer to him, the overwhelming desire to make love to by brother was all I could sense. My skin tingled as I thought of what he looked like under his clothes.

I dropped to my knees putting his bulging crotch inches from my face. “What is it married people also do? Is it something like this?” I asked as I pulled at the waistband of his shorts. He tried to resist, but not with much effort. Soon his shorts were at his ankles. His marvelous cock was just inches from my lips. I took his cock into my mouth. I savored the taste of it. I swirled my tongue over and around the head of his dick trying to give his as much pleasure as I could. In his ecstasy, he let slip how he fantasized earlier about us really being newly-weds. I said we should make the honeymoon official, and climbed to the bed. Matt began to suck on my painted toes, kiss over my calves, lick behind my knees, and further up my thighs. I felt nothing but pure pleasure as my brother caressed his sister’s body. He licked my excited pussy until I exploded with a mind shattering orgasm. My brother commented on how wet my pussy was. “I have never ’wanted’ a man so badly to make love with me, my brother.” I told him.

Matt did just that. He made love to me. He didn’t just fuck me or use me. He kissed his way up my body from my vagina over my tits to my mouth. Without breaking his kiss, he slowly slid his cock into. We held each other close as he slid his manhood in and out of me. We rolled around the bed. He was on top for a while. Without him coming out of me, we switched positions so I could be on top. He sat up as I brought my legs around his back. We were making love as I sat on his lap holding, kissing, and grinding into him.

He was getting close to cumming. I was not the most experienced in the world, but I could tell by his breathing and muscles tensing. As I sat on him, I ground harder and harder on his wonderful cock. I wanted to give him the most pleasure he had ever had. “Are you on the pill?” he asked. I told him I was not. “Please get off, please I can’t hold back anymore. I am gonna cum!” he said for my benefit. I whispered softly in his ear, “Then just cum my love. cum in wife. I really want you to. I want to feel the pleasure I have brought you.” I held him tightly, kissing his deeply, as I felt his cock pulse coating my vaginal walls with his sweet cum.

We made love the rest of the trip, but always with condoms. I guess I’m lucky I didn’t get pregnant. I honestly think the risk was worth it to feel my brother cum in me just once. We went to the rest of the newly wed activities. At the end of the cruise, my brother and I were voted the “most likely to stay married”. We will be attending the same college, and plan to get an apartment together. In public we are brother and sister. In private we are still husband and wife.