Natalie's Surprise Boat

Note : This story is completely fictional!

It was a hot, muggy, afternoon in June and Mark was trying to keep
himself cool with a fan. Though the air conditoner did work he felt
the fan would keep him cooler and he sat directly in front of it.
"Damn, it's hot," Kimberly lamented fanning herself trying to keep
cool as well. "I don't know how mom can work in that garage in this
heat."
"Yeah, tell me about it. She's gotta be roasting in there." Adjusting the fan he wondered. "Any ideas about why we can't go in
there, Kim?"
"Not the foggiest," she answered, "and it's been three months.
Wonder what mom's doing in there."
"Well, she's hammering once and awhile," Mark commented.
Natalie came into the living room. "Geez, I thought I'd never get it done."
"What's that, mom?" Kim inquired.
"Come and see you two. I think you'll enjoy it." Natalie beckoned
them to follow her and led them into the garage.
Their eyes lit up when they saw it. "Hey wow, mom, a boat!" They
both said at the same time. "Where did you get it?" Kim asked.
"From old man Weever. Sure it needed some work but I got it real
cheap. And the sails are almost brand new." Checking the trailer
straps she looked at them and smiled. "Hey, how about we go sailing?"
"You mean it, mom?" Mark questioned. "You know how to sail?"
"Sure, honey, I learned it in high school." Thinking a moment she
added, "Why don't you two climb up and have a look." She helped them up onto the trailer assisting them into the cockpit.
"Be careful below. It does have standing headroom but just."
"This is the grooviest, mom," Kim called from below. Sticking her
head out of the hatch she asked, "Can Tammy come along, mom, can she?"
"Sure, I guess. But it could get a little cramped for four, Kim."
"Shit yeah, sis," Mark quipped slipping past her into the cockpit,
"there's only two bunks down there." As he stepped over the side he joined his mother and helped his sister down. His hand palmed against her breast as she stepped from the trailer. "It'd be a squeeze for the three of us."
Mark wasn't too quick to remove his hand so Kim did it for him.
"That wasn't nice, Mark." She glared at him and then turned to her mother. "So, mom, can Tammy come along or not?"
"I guess, sweetie," Natalie repeated, "but you'd have to clear it
with her folks. We're going out for the weekend."
"Okay," Kim answered and went back into the house. 
"Geez, mom, why'd you let her do that?"
"Oh, Mark, let her have her friend along. We'll be all right."
Laughing a little she added, "We'll just double up is all."
"But, mom," Mark criticed, "those beds aren't very wide."
"They're called berths, Mark, and they suer aren't. It might get
a little cozy but we're manage somehow." Opening the garage door she
said, "Mark, be a dear and guide me while I back the car up."
Within minutes Natalie had hooked up the trailer just as Kim returned from the house. "It's okay, mom, she can come. Though we have to pick her up on the way."
"Fine. Oh, by the way, Kim, you did tell her to bring a suit and
a jacket, didn't you?"
"Sure did," Kim answered. "And I got the stuff for us as well."
Okay then," Natalie replied happily, "let's go then." Checking the house, making certain it was locked up and everything was off, took a few minutes and then they were off. Mark sat in the front seat with his mother while his sister sat in back.
Fifteen minutes later they stopped in front of Tammy's house and
saw she was waiting at the curb. As she got into the back seat she
commented, "Hey, nice sailboat, Mrs. Evans, how big is it?"
Driving off towards the ocean Natalie answered, "It's a twenty-six
footer. It's like a Catalina but it's homebuilt." They drove for about twenty miles, uneventfully, with little conversation but what
little there was concerned the fun they would have this weekend on
the little boat.
Arriving at the marina all helped in launching and setting it up.
With their assistance Natalie was motoring out within twenty minutes.
Clearing the breakwater Natalie ordered, "Okay, Mark, hoist the main.
Kim, you and Tammy, get the jib ready for hoisting."
As the mainsail caught the breeze Mark cleated the halyard down
as Natalie cut the motor just as the jib, too, caught the wind. They
were sailing and quite fast at that under the southerly wind.
When out of sight of land Natalie said, "Mark, why don't you change into your suit now."
Going below he closed the companionway doors as well as the hatch.
Though he really didn't care whether his sister or her friend saw him
in the buff he didn't feel like hearing a lecture from his mother.
"Come on, Tammy, let's go up front," Kim suggested and slowly made her way forward.
"I'd rather stay back here with your mother. She can teach me how
to sail."
Kim didn't comment and continued forward. Dangling her feet in the cool water felt good as she clung to the bow pulpit. "Wow, this is great!" She got soaked when the bow plunged into a wave. "Whew!"
The serenity was interrupted by Mark's lament from below. "My
zipper's stuck! Can someone help?"
"Kim," Natalie yelled forward, "go help your brother."
Stomping aft she lamented, "Why me? Why can't you help him?"
"Cause I can't leave the tiller is why. Now just do it. Please."
"Oh, alright," Kim answered, a bit of disgust in her tone, as she
stepped below and closed the hatch and doors. "Can't you get that
stupid zipper unstuck?"
"I tried, sis, but it won't budge," Mark was a bit frustrated. 
Looking at her, soaked as she was, he could plainly see her figure
actenuated under the wet clothes. "Kinda cute, sis."
"Oh, pooh," she joshed, adding as she knelt down in front of him,
"let me see if I can get this open for you."
The thought of his sister touching him there excited him and, as her fingers played with the zipper, his penis began to stiffen. Afterall she was fingering his crotch and he didn't care if she felt
it or not. "Any luck, Kim?"
"Not really," she answered. "Any ideas cause it sure is stuck
good."
"Maybe I got my underpants caught in it, sis."
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too. Stick your hand in while
I pulled on this zipper."
"It'd be easier if you did it, sis."
"Oh, all right, I guess," she said and stuck a hand into his pants. She couldn't help but feel his erection but concerned herself with the zipper. Though, secretly, she enjoyed the back of her hand
nudging against it. "Got it!" Pulling the zipper down all the way she added, "Okay, now you can put your trunks on." She turned to exit.
"Hey, sis," Mark asked stripping off his underpants, "you could
change, too, I won't mind."
Kimberly glanced over her shoulder and smiled at him, admiring what she saw. "That's okay, Mark, I'll change later." She exited the cabin and closed it up again, quickly, so neither her mother or
Tammy could see anything.
"Everything okay, Kim?" Natalie asked. "Get it down okay?"
"Yeah, mom, it's fine. He'll be out pretty soon." Kim sat down on the starboard seat basking in the warm sun.
Mark came out of the cabin sporting a stiffy which was quite discernable to them. Natalie wasn't the least bit concerned about it concentrating her thoughts, instead, on the sails and adjusting the tiller once in awhile. Tammy, on the other hand, was intriqued at it and just stared at it. 
"Mark, take the tiller and try to keep it headed straight," Natalie requested, "while we gals change." She quickly instructed him in the use of the tiller and, as she gave him the helm, her hand
brushed against the stiff bulge in his suit. She smiled as she
brushed past it and, stepping below, added, "just keep the stick
steady okay."
Going below she closed up the cabin and began to get undressed.
"Well come on you two, better get changed."
As Tammy began to unbutton her blouse she couldn't help but comment. "Hey Kim, did you see his boner?" She shook her hand.
"Va-va-room." She couldn't help but look, a bit curious, as Kim stripped off her clothes. "You're cute, Kim," she said eying her
naked body.
Natalie removed her blouse and unhooked her bra removing it. She
saw Tammy's eyes glue to her breasts. Suddenly the boat lurched throwing them into the starboard bunk their hands palming against bare flesh. "We've jibed!" Natalie burst for the companionway.
"Mom, you can't go out like that!" Kim advised, adding, "What about Mark?"
"I don't care, sweetie. We jibed and, unless you want to capsize, I gotta get out there." Natalie opened the doors, slid the hatch open and dove into the cockpit kicking the door closed behind her.
Mark got a good look at her bouncing breasts as she entered and just smiled. "nice mom," he smiled.
"Yeah, well," she giggled. "Mark, get forward and walk the jib around and I'll get the mainsail in control."
Bending down suddenly to grab the tiller caused his hands to palm against her breasts as he sprang forward. Within minutes the boat
was back in control. When Mark returned aft she said, "I'm going below again. Do be careful, huh." Natalie returned below, closing up behind her, and saw them. "Sure taking you a long time."
"Sorry, Mrs. Evans," Tammy apologized, "but it got kinda bumpy in here." She wasn't the least bit shy about being seen in the buff.
"Sure did, huh. Now you can put your suits on." Natalie stripped off the rest of her clothes and was quite aware of their looks.
"What?"
"Geez, Mrs. Evans," Tammy blurted out, "you sure got a lot of hair there."
"Hey, Tammy," Kim admonished, "not so loud."
"Forget it, sweetie, it's okay," Natalie replied slipping into her one piece suit as Kim and Tammy followed suit with their bikinis.
Checking them out she added, "Isn't your bikini a bit loose, Tammy?"
"Yeah, I know, kinda stretched out."
"I'd say you were a bit exposed, honey. Hope you don't loose it."
"So do I," Tammy blushed as they exited the cabin. Tammy sat down and noticed Mark was looking at her. "Like my boobs?"
"I wasn't," Mark stammered.
"Oh forget it," she replied staring at the bulge in his lycra
suit, "I could care less." Tammy quickly averted her eyes and looked forward. Pondering the occassional wave over the bow she couldn't help but wonder. "Mrs. Evans, what about the sleeping arrangements?"
"I got that all worked out, Tammy," Natalie answered. "You and Kim can double up and me and Mark will do the same."
"Won't that be a tight squeeze though?"
"Probably will be. Unless you want to sleep in the cockpit under the stars, Tammy."
"You got a cover for it?"
"No, Tammy, I do not have a bimini. And I hear we're gonna get some rain tonight. So, unless you want to get wet I suggest you sleep below and cuddle with Kimberly." Adjusting the mainsail a bit Natalie ventured a question towards Tammy. "You did bring a nightie, didn't you?"
"No, I did not," Tammy answered nonchalantly, adding, "I sleep in the raw."
Mark's eyes brightened up at her comment. Though he had hoped, maybe, to see his sister or mother completely nude, he'd settle for
Tammy. She was hot and, not ever having seen a naked girl before, he
could settle quite easily with seeing her body just as well.
"Suit yourself, Tammy," Natalie commented with a smile at the
sails. "But it's supposed to be a bit chilly tonight so do cover up." Surveying the sky Natalie said, "Mark, there's a switch in the
cabin on the right side, flip on the lights."
"Okay, mom," he said and flipped the switch. 
Natalie stood up and looked forward. "Okay, they're on. What say we find a nice quiet cove somewhere and anchor for the night?"
They sailed on for about two hours and Natalie found a nice quiet, sheltered cove in which to anchor. She had Tammy go forward to drop the hook and let the boat drift backward to dig in the anchor and
then made sure they understood how to flake the sails, properly stowing them, and showed them how to tie the boom gaskets. "Okay,
let's eat." 
Going below Natalie mixed up a stew and served it piping hot within about twenty minutes. They ate, got seconds and even thirds,
and chatted until Natalie looked at the chronometer on the cabin.
"Hey, it's midnight! Damn, where did the time go? We'd better get some sleep." She looked at Tammy and Kim. "You two get into a bunk while Mark and me make sure everythings all right topside."
Kim and Tammy went below and closed up tight. Pulling a light blanket from the locker Kim turned to her best friend. "You really sleep in the nude?"
"Sure," Tammy answered taking off her bikini, "don't you?"
"No," Kim balked.
"Why don't you try it, Kim? It's more restful."
"But what about my brother?"
"Geez, Kim, we got a blanket. What could he see?" Tammy crawled
into the bunk and covered herself with the blanket. "Oh, come on, Kim, just do it."
"Oh I guess, okay," Kim replied, a little embarrassed at the thought. But she removed her bikini as well and climbed into the bunk. It was a narrow bunk, merely two feet wide, and when she squeezed into it her breasts rubbed against Tammy's. "Oh," she squirmed.
"Don't worry about it. Besides, once you're all in it'll get a lot cozier." Tammy made sure Kim was suffiently covered with the blanket. Suddenly she felt fuzzy pubic hair brush against her leg.
"Ooh," she cooed, "now that is cozy warm." Unashamed she turned directly toward her best friend grazing her bush against hers with their breasts nipple to nipple.
Natalie entered the cabin followed by Mark. "Oh good, I see you got in okay." Hooking up a cloth she advised, "Hey Kim, scrunch in
a little more so I can hook up this cloth. It's so you don't fall out."
Kim scrunched in tighter to Tammy goosing her pubic bush and squashing her breasts against her best friend. "Okay, mom," she said, savoring the sensation.
Natalie hooked up the cloth and went to retrieve her nightgown and another blanket from the locker. "Oh, Mark, here's your pjs." She handed them to him as she slipped the nightgown on and removed her suit.
"Can't I sleep in the raw, too, mom?"
"Suit yourself, honey," Natalie replied throwing the blanket on the port bunk.
Though the cabin was dark a glimmer of moonlight shone through the portholes. Tammy jostled herself against Kim for a glimpse. Mark was
not the least bit ashamed about it and removed his suit giving her a fleeting glimpse of his genitals as he climbed into the bunk and under the blanket. Natalie fastened the cloth.
"Now let me get in, Mark," she requested as she climbed over the cloth. "Honey, let me sleep against the ceiling, huh." 
As she climbed into the bunk Mark caught a glimpse of her blonde bush as it glimmered, momentarily, in the moonglow. So now he knew that they had hair there just like he did. Though he had heard
Tammy's comment earlier he didn't think much about what she said.
Natalie scrunched tight against the port ceiling wall. "Mark, better turn around. It'd be safer." Then, with that said, she adjusted the blanket a little. Per his mother's instructions Mark turned around to face her and was surprized when she grabbed his waist. "I'll hold on to you just so you don't fall out."
He was surprized when her covered breasts pushed against his chest.
"Sure, mom," he said. A smile quickly graced his lips as he felt pubic hair graze against his penis. "Hey, mom," he whispered, "you're
a bit exposed." He said that just out of respect of her though he did
enjoy the sensation.
"Sh-h-h-h, sweetie," she hushed, "go to sleep." She kissed him on the lips. "Night sweetie."
"Night, mom," he whispered and moved in closer. He wondered if she could feel it but, if she did, she didn't say anything. It wasn't long, considering it was resting against her bush, that his penis gained an erection which slid against her slit. He felt her jostle herself slightly which only served to rub it against that bush.
After a few minutes Natalie stirred against the giggling coming from the starboard bunk. "Hey, you two, shut up and go to sleep."
Seeing her rebuke had no response she said, "Mark, excuse me."
Getting up she glanced against his hard shaft which, considering the narrow bunk, caused it to twang against her vaginal lips. As she climbed over the cloth it, again, slid against her pubic hair.
Natalie picked up the blanket and smacked her daughter's fanny.
"Now shut up or I'll wallop the both of you."
"Sorry, mom," Kim replied sheepishly.
"Okay then, now go to sleep." Natalie crossed the five foot cabin and climbed back into the bunk. "Geez, Mark, you're like ice."
"Yeah, it's a bit chilly, mom," he remarked.
"Cuddle up against me, honey." She smothered him closer, much closer than before. "My god, Mark, you're freezing." She thought a minute and then had him move away his butt touching the cloth.
Mark could see movement under the blanket. "Mom, what are you doing?"
"Oh sweetie, I can't have you freezing like that."
Mark had no idea what his mother meant, nor did he know what she
was doing under the blanket. However he soon found out. Because, as
she drew him in tight against herself, he not only felt his mother's hairy bush brush against his still hard shaft but felt her nipples jam into his. Then she, to his surprize, drew him tighter and buttoned her nightgown. He was against her body, touching his against hers, held together by her nightgown.
"There now, sweetie," she said, "we'll stay warm together."
"Hey, thanks mom," thanking her for the chance to rub up against her naked body.
"Sh-h-h-h," she whispered, "go to sleep."