Titillation in Tahiti

"Creeper much?"

Caught... "Sorry sis. I was just caught up in what you were saying and not really paying attention."

Laughing "Whatever Einstein... you were always a lousy liar. Gigantor there obviously liked what you were seeing."

Looking down, it was my turn to be embarrassed. "Ummm sorry sis, it really does have a mind of its own, remember?"

"Well why don't both of you hurry up before it gets too dark to go swim."

Kathleen continued with stripping down, but now I got busy catching up with her. Unlike Katy, my clothes were not folded and were unceremoniously dumped on the floor. Unzipping my suitcase, it took me a few minutes to pull out my swimming trunks. When I finally looked back to my sister, she had used the time to slip off her panties and now had on just the bottoms of her red string bikini.

Now it was her turn to watch me. Based on her interest, it was obvious that I wasn't the only voyeur in our family.

"Go on... get dressed" She encouraged.

With my shirt already off and on the floor, I hesitantly unbuckled my belt and then my own cargo shorts. They dropped to the floor leaving me awkwardly standing there with a huge boner. Being boxers, the piss flap was wide and my dick instantly popped free. I scrambled to shove my dick back into my boxer, but Katy was having none of that.

"Why bother... quit being so modest. Just slip your boxers off and be done with it."

"Umm... ok." And promptly followed her demands.

I stood there with my hands trying to cover my hard dick, while she boldly inspected me. Being on display for her was embarrassing but also very exciting. I was pleased that I was seeing more admiration from her then I expected, about this time most girls get very nervous. I finally let go of my dick and let it flag pole up for the world to see in all its glory.

"Holy Shit Bro, definitely at least a Gigantor with a capital "G". Not a bad length and you definitely make up for it in girth. In fact, I have never seen one that fat. Christ I bet the girls love that fat thing."

I am obviously going to hell. I was crazy how pleased I was that my sister was impressed by my dick size.

But I must admit it was much easier standing naked in front of a stranger, than it was standing in front of someone you have loved since they were a baby. Had she laughed, I would have been crushed. Instead

I saw something in Kathleen eyes that surprised me.

Want... Need... raw lust?

Holy Shit! For a split second I let my imagination run away thinking how interesting it could get on this honeymoon vacation. As I said it was only for a split second before I came back to reality. But apparently it was enough interest for my sister to see it in my face.

We both now had swimming bottoms on as required and walked outside of our cottage. There were guest goggles and fins hanging from a hook, looking like some strange rubber wind chimes.

We sat on the deck with our feet dangling into the water, masks and fins on, and I couldn't help myself but blurt out.

"Katy, Thank you for coming with me. I don't know what I would have done without you."

Her face lit up as if I had just given her a dozen roses. "Coop, were family. That's what were supposed to do for each other."

"Yes, but this is above and beyond family requirements, and I just want you to know I love you so much more for it."

"I love you too, Coop. Now shut up before you make me cry!"

With that we both jumped into the clearest water I have ever seen in my life.

I won't fill my journal up with the same ranting's of millions of tourists before me or even try to describe the hundreds of different fish and beautiful coral reef that we were living over, or the thousands of exotic coral fans filled with more color than a gay parade in San Francisco or Paris.

It was hypnotic to watch. They would wave back and forth each time a wave would crash over the outer coral reef to the inner lagoon.

While I will spare you most of the details, let me just say that a single hour of snorkeling in Tahiti is absolutely spiritual. Seeing something that was so beautiful and wondrous just couldn't help but fill up your soul. This was just what my broken heart and spirit needed to re-grounded in the world. Apparently the spiritual rapture I was experiencing from so much beauty, was also being felt by Katy.

Surrounded by all this beauty, I couldn't help but enjoy my sister's form. Like a mermaid, sis belong here. After watching her over the last hour, I must admit that there is some advantage to having small perky breast while swimming.

Kathleen played around like she was a mermaid in the water. Quick and lithe, gliding through the water, chasing after the fish or diving deep. But unlike a mermaid, she still had to come back to the surface for air. She was staying down underwater for an inordinate amount of time, causing me to panic and move closer to her area, just to make sure she was still o.k...

When she did break the surface she would jet upward, flinging her long black hair backwards in a spray of hair and water, breast and nipples rising upward towards the heavens. As she fell back into the water, her black locks would swirl around her like she was wearing a cloak that was somehow alive.

We both found that snorkeling was actually hard work and started resting between dives. Because I was nearly a foot taller than Katy, I could rest by standing on the top of the coral reef, while Katy started using me as a resting post.

At first she simply held on to my shoulders, but as the evening wore on and the harvest moon came up to light our swim, I noticed that she began to hold on to me more intimately.

Swimming up to me she said, "Cooper, this all is so incredible. I can't believe were really here."

Laughing at her excitement, "I know, right!"

The tropical scenery and the watery paradise surrounding us was obviously overloading her senses. She then surprised me by moving her hands from my supporting shoulders and then slipped her arms over my shoulders and locking her hands around my neck.

Positioned like this, she was able to pull herself out of the water so she was face to face with me. I didn't really notice that she was totally in my personal space, because her harden nipples were brushing up and down across the hairs on my chest as she lifted herself up with each passing wave.

While I was surprised by the very sexual position my sister had taken, it was nothing compared to my surprise as she leaned in and then lightly kissed me right on the lips.

I swear to god I didn't know what to do. What did the kiss mean? Was this just my sister being overly friendly? Maybe the kiss was her way of trying to thank me for a great vacation. Or was this kiss an opening for me to kiss her back? Naaa, it couldn't be that. God Coop, you got to get your head out of the gutter that would be incest. Hello Coop, remember this beautiful woman is actually your sister, not just some nameless girl you picked up on the rebound.

All of these questions passed through my brain in just a few microseconds. As I began focusing on her again, I could see her looking at me while she kissed me, waiting for something from me.

It can't be that Katy actually wanted me. What if I fucked this up and made the wrong decision? It could mean that I would lose my best friend in the world.

As you can already see, I have a big confidence problem and this is why I was so inexperienced around women for so long. My self-doubt always got in the way of being the man I wanted to be. Besides I was still getting over being dumped on my wedding day and as a second thought, I won't even go into how many types of wrongs I felt for lusting after my sister.

Katy pulled back in what looked like slow mode, never taking her eyes off of my eyes. This wasn't her just looking at me, it was her really looking right into my soul as only a lover can do at times. I'm not sure what she saw, but what she saw obviously satisfied her. I had to look away for a second just to break our eye contact. Since I was no longer looking into her eyes, I just barely noticed that light quiver of a smile on her face. She made it clear that she wasn't going to be the first to look away. Damn her... life is always a competition.

Her kiss had sent pulses from my lips right down to my groin. I was again embarrassed by Gigantor making himself known by popping up between us. With Sis pressed up against me now, and me being in a dick thong, there was no way I could hide my current condition of excitement. In fact I doubted that she could help from feeling my dick flicking at her in excitement...

I doubt that it was so different than a small child tapping its mother for attention. I was mortified that there was now no doubt that Sis could feel how I really felt about her. While embarrassed, I was also glad that she made no attempt to separate from me. Gigantor told her I was definitely interested in her as a sexy woman, but then my hesitation seemed to puzzle her.

Locking her hands behind my neck, her breasts were firmly pressed up to my chest. I couldn't help but notice that her nipples were hard as diamonds. From what I was feeling they were in direct competition with my dick for being the stiffest; which only made me become even harder by the minute.

While looking down into her eyes, I wondered just how far I could have gotten with Katy had my hesitation not acted like a glass of cold water being tossed on both of us.

Katy finally let go of me and I was glad to see the smile on my sister face as she swam away from me. But was that a satisfied smile on her face?

No couldn't be.

I really had to get my mind out of the gutter and just pass it all off as wishful thinking on my part. One side effect of naked Katy was that I hadn't thought about my lying bitch ex fiancé.

As Katy swam away from me, it dawned on me that I was just two days from breaking it off with Amber, and already I was lusting for another beautiful woman.

This surprised me on two levels. First, I was surprised how quickly I was getting over Amber. Which told me that maybe subconsciously I had realized I was not really in love with her.

The second thing I realized was that something was really broken in me to have such a hard on for my sister. As I watched her playfully swim away from me, my chest tightened up as if I was going to have a panic attack. I realized that had I got married I would have lost Katy in my life. Something that would be the real tragedy.

She saw the worried look on my face and gave me a smile to drive my thoughts away. I just waved at her and smiled back.

What I thought was going to be a relaxing get away, had me worrying how in the world I was going to keep my hands to myself for the next eight days. It really disturbed me to find that all of a sudden, I was seeing my little sister and best friend in a whole new light. A light filtered through a lens of sex and lust.

No son or brother would be honest if they said that they didn't crush just a little after their Mother or Sisters a few times while growing up.

This was an unspoken surety.

So since I am being so honest in my travel journal, sure Katy and my mother have been the object of a quick jack-off sessions more than once over the years for me. But masturbating to an imagined face of a loved one was one thing, but to break all of the taboos and actually be wanting to start making out with my sister was actually on a whole different level.

Since I was the older sibling, it was my responsibility to stay strong and not let this go any further.

I mean this was no made up fantasy, or even one of those stories I have found on Literotica late at night. No this was the real deal. The funny thing was that as I stood there neck deep in that tropical lagoon, I realized that I was surprised that when I thought about making love to Katy, I really felt no deep guilt. What was stop me was only taboos from family and society and not any feelings that was instinctual.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that if I was honest with myself, I really didn't have any issues against lusting after my sister or even the act of sleeping with my sister. It was then that I realized that my only issue with being with my sister would be the fear that our relationship would change forever.

The love I felt for Katy had always been real. First as her big brother and later as her confident and best friend. I really cared about and loved my little sister to the core of my being. I knew that if we somehow let lust encourage us to jump over the incest fence, there would be no going back.

Maybe we could just suspend reality for just a few days and play the part of newlyweds? When this trip is over, we simply put it to the back of our mind and then jump back into our brother / sister roles as we climbed back into the airplane that would take us back to our lives back in the States?

Yeah right... if I was having trouble controlling myself now, how much harder will it be once I have tasted from her forbidden fruits?

I just wasn't sure and that was the rub. If I loved my sister a little less, I think I could have jumped on her right now, but I did love her. I realized that I cared for her enough to cause me to hesitate and pause. I knew that if we did anything sexual, I would never be able to blame it on blind passion or lust.

Amber and I fucked like rabbits from the first night I picked her up. It was always raw, exciting and violent at times, but I don't think we ever just made love to each other.

Standing here watching my sister I realized that Katy has always been the real love of my life, but until now I didn't dare love her like a woman.

Shit was I totally screwed.

I was in deep water and really needed it to calm down and think about the ramifications of my lust. I was just selfish enough to really love our current friendship. I didn't think I was willing to just throw it all away for a one night stand. Even if it was for "Love" sake. Nothing was worth the risk of everything changing between my sister and me.

It was now dark and the full moon was flickering over the gentle waves like fireworks on the water. I swam over to our cabana and climbed up the ladder to the dock. Katy handed up her fins and snorkel and mask, then I reached down and gave her a hand, helping lift her on to the deck. I again enjoyed how pert her breast were and how her bathing suit was now riding up the cleft of her pussy, leaving a silky camel toe. Out of habit, she simply took a finger to snap her swim wear back into place. She didn't try to hide what she was doing and smiled as she knew I was watching her. She even purposely teased me by quickly showing me the tuft of black pubic hair that covered her mons as she pulled her suit away from her skin.

"Let's quickly shower and go for dinner. I'm starving!" Katy said while she went into our watery cabin.

It took only a few minutes for me to re-hang up our swim gear and rinsed off swim suits, following her into the cabin. I stripped down and wrapped myself with a large towel and patiently sat on the bed waiting for her to finish. After ten minutes, I was surprised by just how much time she took for that shower.

When I thought I heard her cry out, I ran to the door nearly losing my towel.

"Kathleen, are you alright?" I yelled through the door crack.

"Sure Coop, just slipped in the shower." She gasped out unconvincingly.

She soon exited the steamy bathroom wrapped in her own towel. She had a satisfied smirk on her face.

'Your turn nerd!"

"Whatever geek... what took you so long?" I complained.

"I'll never tell... but you could have come in and found out for yourself!" she said teasingly.

... Gulp ...

As Lilo said, we found that the evenings in Tahiti can be surprisingly cool, so I had put on a pair of khaki pants and a teal colored sport shirt.

I also slipped on my new pair of derby mesh lace ups over my bare feet. These beach shoes allowed my feet to breathe like a thong sandal, but completely protected my feet.

Kathleen put on a red thong and a green summer leaf patterned skirt that wrapped around her waist to her knee. Because it was a wrap, if she sat with her legs crossed she would be showing off her more than a lot of leg. She then pulled on a cotton button up white sweater. But she only buttoned up the sweater about half way up. This meant if you were standing just right, you would be gifted by the site of her ripe tits.

I put my arm around my Sis's shoulder as we walked up to the banquet hall of the hotel. She didn't pull away and instead snuggled closer into the pit of my arm. To the world we looked like a happy newlywed couple we pretended to be.

Walking up to the maître d, I asked for a table for two.

"Mr. and Mrs. Bailey, since this is your first meal with us, I just wanted to let you know that it is this resort's practice to seat you with other guests during the evening meal."

Seeing the surprise and disappointed look on my face, he quickly added, "Of course if you wish we can place you away from the other guest or if you need even more privacy we can always bring a meal to your room."

I looked at Katy, who shrugged good naturedly to me, "Let's go meet our neighbors!"

The maître d was Polynesian and she was surprisingly dark skinned. But her face was very aquiline with high cheek and narrow faced. Taking us up to a large family table, I noticed that there were already two other couples seated and who were eating hors d'oeuvres and nibbling on pineapple wedges while sipping from goblets of some fruity drink.

The first couple was introduced as Noel and Heather Johnson from Chicago, they were both in their mid-forties.

Across from them was another handsome young couple that actually looked more Scandinavian than your typical American mutt. They introduced themselves as Alex and Alexi Swanson. Another newly married couple from North Dakota and by the look of it was obviously enjoying their honeymoon. Where Katy and I were dark hair and complexion, Alex and Alexi were yellow blonde hair with ivory skin. I remembered thinking at the time on how in the world the Swanson's protected all of that white skin from our tropical sun. I didn't known then that Katy and I would soon learn.

As we got to know them that first night, I noticed something very strange about them. Both of the Swanson had such similar features that I would have thought that they were some sort of twins or at least first cousins. Even their name made me think of twin's verses husband and wife.

Alex and Alexi? What are the chances for that similarity?

But as the night passed on for us, we learned that for many small communities in the Midwest, they have really limited gene pools over the last hundred years. I guess people couldn't help but start looking all alike. Not quite in-breeding, but obviously close enough to cause dominant genes to show up over and over again.

I held the chair for my sister and scooted her up to the table, then walking around to my seat and sat down between Katy and Heather, Noel's wife. Following the other couple's suggestion, Katy and I both ordered that silly alcoholic fruit punch drink. Noel strongly thought it would be just what we needed to get this night going.

The waiter came up next to take our order. Never really ever eating Polynesian cuisine, Katy and I decided to order different meals and share. This is something that Katy and I have always done since childhood. It allowed us to graze and pick and choose what to eat and decide what we wanted or liked.

In this case Katy ordered a purple sweet potato salad with fruit on the side, Kalua Pork brazened over a pit and Poi. I decided to order seafood and selected tropical fish with lemon butter sauce, long grain rice and poke. My salad was fresh cut green beans cooked in pork fat.