Nymphos of the Caribbean: Part 5

Denise Adler was spending the first official morning of the cruise relaxing in her cabin, tending to her hung over younger twin sister, Kelly.

“I told you not to drink so much on the first night of the cruise.” Denise lectured.

“Just get me more aspirin.” Kelly complained.

The two looked identical except for one key difference. Denise’s hair was brown and Kelly’s was black. Both had equally long, thick hair down to their waists and originally, Kelly had brown hair herself but dyed it black in her youth to differentiate herself from her big sister. In general, Kelly was always the more individualistic of the two. She was a party animal, a heavy drinker and always looking for a good time. Denise, by comparison was much more of an innocent girl next door. She focused on her grades, her career and raising her hyperactive daughter, Lexi. Not to mention keeping both her sister and her daughter out of trouble as both were adventurous spirits who seemed to be unafraid of anything. All of this caused her no small amount of stress. She got them all booked on this cruise as her job as an attorney definitely raked in the funds necessary.

Denise not only got on the S.S. Orgasmic for some much needed rest and relaxation, as being a lawyer could be a very mentally straining job but she also brought Kelly and Lexi to keep an eye on the two of them. Kelly still had the energy and libido of her College days and Lexi was very lecherous and handsy with other women, being a hormonal 19 year old. She couldn’t stop them from being themselves but she could at least keep them in an environment where their debaucherous antics would be considered more socially acceptable. She could also use the cruise to take her mind off of a rather unpleasant divorce she had just gone through with Lexi’s father. Assuming her insane relatives don’t drive her to throw herself overboard anyway.

“I swear Kel, you never learn your lesson.” Denise lectured as she got her sister her pills.

“That guy dared me to chug that whole bottle of scotch.” Kelly excused.

“What is this, middle school?” Denise asked rhetorically.

“And don’t call me Kel.” Kelly complained. “It makes me think of that goofy Nickelodeon kid.”

Denise had called Kelly that their entire lives, no matter how much she complained.

“Where’s Lexi anyway?” Kelly asked.

“She’s at her job at the juice bar.” Denise answered. “I hope she’s staying out of trouble.”

“You know she’s not.” Kelly said teasingly.

Denise sighed.

“Honestly, she feels more like your daughter sometimes than mine.” Denise said.

“She really would have liked the old you.” Kelly said. “Remember the good old days when we would make out for our boyfriends?”

“We were in College, Kel.” Denise argued. “Lexi wasn’t even born yet…Those were good times but we’re old ladies now…Or in your case, a College girl in an old lady’s body.”

“We’re not even 40, Denny.” Kelly argued.

“Could you not call me that? It makes me think of the pancake place.” Denise complained.

“I’ll stop when you stop.” Kelly teased.

Of course, neither of them ever did.

“Don’t you ever think of settling down again, sis?” Denise asked before immediately realizing that she shouldn’t have said that.

Kelly gave her a sad expression. Kelly’s College sweetheart had died of a hereditary heart condition at a rather young age and it devastated her. They were engaged but weren’t able to go through with it before his time came.

“I’m sorry.” Denise apologized.

“No, it’s fine.” Kelly said. “And no. He was the only one for me.”

“I understand.” Denise said.

Kelly had always been a party animal but her love’s death is what caused her to truly develop her debaucherous lifestyle. She vowed to never take life for granted and live it to the fullest rather than waste it away. It’s what he did, after all as he knew he didn’t have much time left. As an awkward silence hit the room, Denise began to reflect. In truth, a part of her yearned for her youth. To cut loose and have fun again but her responsibilities as a parent and a lawyer suppressed those urges…for the most part. Her sister and she would get up to some pretty wild stuff in their College days. Sometimes, she would look at Kelly with envy of her easygoing lease on life…as well as something else. The twins both had smoking hot bodies and still looked just as gorgeous as in their youth. They had often been mistaken for Lexi’s older sisters, in fact. They both had flawless skin, soft, wavy hair and very eye-catching DD cup breasts that got them no shortage of attention from both genders.

“Ah, that’s better.” Kelly said as the aspirin she took began to kick in. “You know what this calls for? Another drink!”

“You’re hopeless.” Denise teased. “Don’t come crying to me when you die of liver cirrhosis.”

“I’ll say hi to Todd for you if I do.” Kelly joked. Todd was her late fiance’s name.

Kelly got up and bent over to reach into the minifridge for her next shot of scotch. Denise couldn’t help but check out her sister’s pear shaped rear end, covered in a purple bikini. Women check each other out for comparison all the time but Denise felt something…deeper when she eyed up her twin’s dump truck.

‘She’s family, Denise. Control yourself.’ Denise thought to herself.

Kelly had gotten her drink and pulled herself back up.

“What are you staring off into space for?” Kelly asked.

“Nothing.” Denise said, clearly lying.

“Look, I know I’ve got a nice booty but it’s your nice booty too.” Kelly teased.

Denise rolled her eyes as Kelly drank. She flashed back to her College days. As Kelly had mentioned, the two had often made out with each other to give their boyfriends a show. What red blooded man wouldn’t want to see hot twins go at it after all? Women were often casual about doing such things for the attention of men but Denise couldn’g deny how much she enjoyed it. She often thought back on it even today, almost two decades later. She wondered if Kelly enjoyed it just as much…and she knew what Lexi liked to do with her girlfriends…Did she enjoy it as much? She then shook her dirty thoughts away, reminding herself that she was the responsible twin.

“I’m not as well endowed as you, Kel.” Denise said out of the blue.

“Who are you kidding?” Kelly asked as she hiccuped from her drink. “What part of identical twins do you not understand?”

Before Denise could respond, Kelly pulled her up by her arm and dragged her into the bathroom in front of the mirror before turning her around while she still looked at the mirror.

“You see? Look at that ass!” Kelly said proudly.

Denise was indeed being modest. Her butt was every bit as nice and firm as her little sister’s. Denise blushed.

“Who wouldn’t want a big old handful of this?” Kelly asked rhetorically before she gave her older sister’s purple bikini covered ass a playful squeeze.

“Ah!” Denise squealed. “Okay, you win, you perv!”

Kelly giggled.

Denise then smirked deviously as she gave Kelly’s ass a playful smack in return.

“Oh!” Kelly yelped. “Oh, so you are capable of having fun.”

“Hardy har.” Denise said, annoyed. “Well, it’s a cruise. Let’s go get a nice tan.”

“And give the other tanners a nice show.” Kelly added.

As they left, Denise realized just how much her heart was racing from that brief, playful interaction with Kelly. She calmed herself down, deciding to focus on what she came to this cruise to do. Rest and relax.