Kristen sat on the edge of the boat staring at her brother Josh. At 15, Josh was three years younger than her and still too young to see what she was about to do next. With her goggles securely on her face and scuba tank on her back, she waited for Josh to busy himself with gear at the front of the boat. This was the first time that their new stepdad, Brander, had trusted him to man the boat and he was taking it seriously.

When Josh climbed onto the bow to secure the ropes, Kristen knew it was time to make her move. So quickly reaching in between her scuba tank vest and her back, she pulled on the strings of her bikini top and allowed the candy cane patterned cloth to fall. Catching it and throwing it to the side, she felt the warm ocean breeze caress her perfect 18-year-old C-cups.

Next, with her eyes still locked on her busy brother, she untied the two side strings that held on her bikini bottom. With a quick yank, both sides came loose and her shaved young pussy was free. Tossing the bikini bottom next to the top, Kristen felt a new sense of liberation. She was now completely naked for God and the world to see. 20 minutes away from land and with her new daddy already in the water, Josh was the only one who could see her, but having never done anything like this before, Josh was enough.

Kristen, who had planned to throw herself into the water as soon as she was undressed, stood staring at the back of Josh. Although they really didn’t get along, Kristen did have to admit that all of her friends were right, he was hot. His lean, tanned body, rippling stomach and sun-bleached hair made him one of the hottest guys on the island.

Kristen continued to stare feeling the eroticism that came with her nudity taking hold. For the brief moment as she stood there, she considered what Josh would look like naked, so when Josh finally turned around and saw his naked sister, Kristen was unprepared.

Not knowing what to do Kristen snapped out of her trance and threw herself backwards into the water. Hitting the ocean tank first she returned her mind to the task at hand. Her nude liberation wasn’t for the benefit of her 15-year-old brother. Her young firm breasts and bulging twat was for someone whose body had titillated her from the minute she had seen him, Brander.

Brander was a dive instructor who her mom had met during a vacation in the Bahamas. He was a tall, build Bahamian man with a tan so deep that no one could tell his race. But with his wavy dark brown hair that he wore in a ponytail, Kristen assumed him to be a special Bahamian blend which she had only found on the island’s beaches.

After her mom’s second trip down, she returned to Michigan announcing that they were all moving to Nassau. Considering it was the middle of winter and Nassau, Bahamas was an island paradise, neither Kristen nor her brother objected. Her mom hadn’t really expected both kids to take her up on the move. She had expected for at least one of them to want to move in with their biological dad. But since both kids had worn out their welcome at their current school, Kristen, with her free love, and Josh with the fights that ensued because of Kristen’s free love, both looked forward to a new beginning.

When Kristen arrived in the Bahamas it was the day before her mother’s wedding. It was then when she saw her new daddy for the first time. She was immediately taken by him. His lyrical island accent and casual demeanor generated warmth between her legs that none of the boy’s at her school ever had. And when Brander gazed at her for the first time, Kristen saw a look in his eyes which could only be interrupted as lust.

As Kristen got to know her new daddy, she discovered that not only was he an instructor, but he owned the dive shop. Brander’s Cove was one of the two dive facilities on the island and the first place in the world to offer cage-free shark diving.

Shark diving was an activity that was only possible in a few places on earth. What were necessary for this sport were wild sharks docile enough to hand feed. The Bahamas had a few of those sharks while many countries didn’t.

The mere thought of swimming with sharks made Kristen’s body heat up. When Brander would talk about his day during their family dinner, she would often find her heart racing and a cold sweat forming on her forehead. But what was unmistakable with her visceral response was how wet her pussy got to hear him talk about it.

Many nights after Brander talked about a close call with the local 12-foot hammerhead that sometimes invaded his usual group of reef sharks, Kristen got so charged that she had to leave the table. Once back in her bedroom, she would rub one out as quickly as she could before Josh would enter the room that they were forced to share.

By the time that Kristen asked to take one of Brander’s shark dives, she had already decided that she wanted to fuck her new daddy. The only question was when and how she was going to make it happen. And when Brander suggested that Josh come along with them on their trip, Kristen knew it wouldn’t be during their shark adventure.

Preparation for her scuba trip turned out to be more than Kristen had anticipated. There were classroom courses, pool dives and open water dives, but throughout all of it, Brander was always there gently touching her face to help her with the mask, placing his hand on her chest to show her how to breathe through the mouth piece and helping her on and off with the equipment. Kristen noticed how her daddy had taken every opportunity to touch her and his strong, rugged hands on her body drove Kristen wild.