by Doris Joe
Alan was one of those guys that could be at once charming and kind of a dick. “No, it sounded like the fun was before anyone slept. I could swear I heard a woman moaning in there.” He was looking right at Kelly with a huge grin. Kelly’s face was beyond beet red. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s a natural thing. With a body like yours who could blame him?” Alan said.
Just then Rachel and Keith arrived. Rachel knew she walked into something and could see Kelly was embarrassed. Keith was oblivious. Around ten, once it was hot out, everyone got back into swimsuits. Kelly, Patrick, and I waded into the river. Before long Patrick and I were tossing a football. Alan, Keith, and Rachel joined in. I saw Alan was working on Kelly as a lion culls a lone zebra from the herd.
“That was you that I heard cum wasn’t it?” Kelly had her moment when she was caught off guard. After that though, she was expecting it from him.
“Sure was. Four times I think?”
“Wow, the Big Guy is that good?”
“Well, yeah, actually he is. They both are.”
“Both?”
“Yeah. I have needs.” Alan’s eyes bugged out as he dropped his hand onto Kelly’s ass. Kelly was belly-deep in the water so no one noticed. Alan’s demeanor had quickly changed from dick to a charming flirt. I could see they wadded out a bit further. Kelly was nearly up to her neck. Alan had slid her top’s triangles aside and was playing with her nipples.
Alan was again wearing his Speedo. Kelly had fished out his cock. Later, she told me it was big, probably seven inches long and her thumb and index finger could barely quite close around its girth. Someone from shore yelled out to all of us that they were taking the pontoon boat out for a ride. The four of us playing football started heading toward the dock. I called over to Kelly. It was obvious she’d not heard the announcement. By then, Alan had a couple of fingers in her pussy and she’d jacked him ever-so-close to cumming.
Kelly ditched Alan and followed us to shore. She reached out for my hand and whispered up my shoulder (I’m six-feet-four), “Alan’s going to have a hard time getting out of the water with that little Speedo of his. He’s very fascinated by my shaved pussy.”
We loaded onto the pontoon, settled in, and were about to shove off as Alan ran down the dock, jumped aboard, and quickly sat down. I couldn’t help but notice he had a half-limp cock as large as my own hardon lying sideways in his Speedo. Rachel was sitting next to me. She was also wearing a bikini. It was bright green and pretty much the same style as Kelly’s but it was doing a better job of providing her coverage than was Kelly’s. Rachel’s shoulder-length hair had a tinge of red in it and she was covered from forehead to toes to fingertips with zillions of tiny freckles. Rachel was a slim girl, slim hips, barely B-cup boobs, and she was about five-foot-seven.
Once I took the time to really notice her, I thought she was sexy as hell. Something about those freckles got me going. Kelly was sitting out front between Patrick and Keith. Keith was quiet as he tried to be discrete while he was checking out Kelly’s body from behind his shades. Alan and his uncle Mark were sitting across from them. Neither was trying to be discrete. Neither was Alan’s dad, Michael, who was piloting the boat.
Rachel and I were on the bench behind the driver, under the canopy where she said she needed to sit to avoid sunburn. Before long she was letting me slather her up with sunscreen. She was softly mewing as I rubbed her from her ears to her toes. She turned and sat on the seat facing me as I rubbed her from her knees down. Her eyes were glued to my crotch and she was teasing my cock through my trunks with her toes. Dang! That little girl was a mover. She had me rock hard in no time.
After she was covered in sunscreen, I tossed a beach towel across my lap. No one seemed to be looking our way. Rachel took the bait and slipped her hand under the towel and reached up the leg of my suit. She played around with my cock and balls until I was hard. She was giving me a handjob within ten or fifteen feet of her boyfriend, his brother, cousin, and his dad. I kept my eyes locked on the crowd at the front of the boat.
Kelly had turned onto her back and was laying with her head in Patrick’s lap and had her legs draped across Keith’s crotch. She was wearing her sunglasses. She stretched her arms out way above her head. That act of stretching tugged her boobs such that both nipples popped out of her top. When she put her arms back down, the fabric was caught on her stiff nipples and it left them both exposed. Damn that girl was smooth!
The way all of the men on the boat were silent and just staring said everything. Then she lowered one foot to the deck, spreading her knees. It was clearly obvious that she was hairless. The wet fabric of her suit clung to her labia (Kelly had a couple of suits where she had removed the crotch lining so they would cling to her lips, this was one of them). A thin strip of bare labia was visible of both sides of the gusset of her suit. As close as he was, Keith could probably make out the outline of her clit. Later she told me that Keith’s cock was as hard as a piece of pipe and huge. She kept one leg both covering it up for him and gently rubbing it to keep it stiff for her. Patrick also had a hardon poking her in the back of her head. She would occasionally look over at Alan and saw that he had placed his foot on the bench and was using his thigh to try to hide his huge hardon from his uncle next to him. She was pretty sure she saw a lump in his uncle Mark’s suit also. Alan eventually laid a T-shirt across his lap. Classic Kelly! Making every dick in the area stiff.
It was all perfect cover for Rachel and I. For being only sixteen, she was surprisingly good at stroking a cock, and shockingly bold for grabbing me in the first place. Her attitude and skills reminded me of a younger Kelly! I didn’t want to hold out. Her soft little hand felt so good. She used her thumb to focus on my frenulum. She took me over the edge and I pumped a huge load right into her hand. She held me until I went soft and then wiped her handful into the towel.
Just a minute later Michael, the driver, announced that we were going to drop anchor at a sandbar. Kelly was the first one up. She bent over at the waist to get on her sandals, aiming her ass at everyone except Patrick (he had a view into the canyon between her boobs). Her suit climbed far inside her crack and exposed both butt cheeks.
She probably saved Keith from anyone noticing the log in his suit. Alan quickly turned and dove over the side of the boat. Keith was right behind him. The rest of the guys followed, praying for the cool water to ease their problems.
Kelly and Rachel were the last ones on the boat. I saw Kelly talking to Rachel. Kelly softly spoke, “I saw you took care of the Big Guy. Thank you so much! He really is a hell of a guy. I did my best to keep the rest of the guys occupied so you two could have a minute.”
Rachel was gob-smacked. “Umm… Thank you? I hope I didn’t cross a line.” Kelly replied, “Are you kidding? I hope he gets to fuck you some time. Just like I want to fuck all of these guys,” as she gestured to us fools splashing around in the river. At that, Kelly jumped in the water and Rachel followed.
Twenty minutes or so later, Patrick and Alan convinced Kelly they needed to explore the sand bar. Fifty feet or so from the water the sand bar was covered with scrub. There were trails worn down to the sand all around. Once they were out of sight from the rest of us Patrick quietly asked Kelly if she was up for a quickie. Kelly snickered and said, “You know you don’t need to ask me that. And if you’re asking for Alan, I can’t wait to see that log of his.” Kelly said it loud enough that Alan heard her. Patrick reached out for Kelly’s shoulders. She bent forward, released his dick and started sucking his cock. Alan untied her suit bottoms and worked his getting-hard-fast seven-inches up and down her slit. “Dang, girl! Are you always this horny?” Alan asked.
She paused and replied simply, “I like to fuck.” She was soon sopping wet and Alan worked on stuffing his sausage inside of her. Kelly came after his first few full strokes. Alan had a hard-on for her for the previous half an hour (at least she knew of that long, maybe since the night before?).
He didn’t last long before he pulled h
is fat cock out and shot his load up her back. She felt the first spurt land between her shoulder blades. Patrick decided to join the decorating fun. He pulled out of her mouth. Kelly knelt in front of him and Patrick splatted her chest with his load. Patrick helped her get her bottoms tied back on.
It wasn’t too long before those three reappeared from the brush. Alan and Patrick scattered for the river. Kelly hung around at the shoreline with Mark, Patrick’s youngest uncle. He was sixteen years younger than Patrick’s dad and was around thirty. As Kelly stood there talking to him he was staring at her chest. Kelly turned to look at us in the river and by doing so she casually showed him her back. She knew full well that Mark quickly deciphered two cum loads on her.
“What did you guys find back there on the trail?” “Come with me. I’ll show you.” Kelly walked him to where she’d been fucked minutes earlier. She pulled her top open letting her nipples out for some sun. She untied her bottom and let it drop to the sand. “They found these,” she said as she lifted her breasts and tweaked her nipples. She slid her hands down her torso to her bare pussy and used both hands to spread open her wet lips, “and this.”
Mark was drooling over her body. Kelly was as horny as ever. Nothing could make her want more cock than having been already fucked. She was in a zone that day and wanted all the cock she could get. She could see Mark’s boner pitch a big tent in his swimsuit. She could also sense that he was struggling with a decision.
Kelly dropped to her knees and made the decision for him. She pulled down his suit and released a cock that looked just like Alan’s – as long and as thick. Kelly licked her lips and slowly started to swallow his monster. She kept moving forward until her nose touched his pubic bone. She slowly backed out, took another deep breath and swallowed him again. After eight or ten strokes she felt like Mark wouldn’t last much longer. Kelly pulled away, turned with her butt facing him, bent over at the waist, and placed her hands on her thighs. She looked over her shoulder at him and said, “I thought we came over here to fuck. You better hurry up before they miss us.” She played it just right. His little head was doing all of his thinking.
Mark slid right in. He held onto her hips and humped her ass. He untied the knot behind her neck letting her top fall open and he reached under and played with her tits. “What the fuck?” Kelly and Mark both jumped. Michael, Alan and Keith’s dad stood there open-mouthed watching them fuck.
Mark had always been the black sheep of their family. He looked at his brother and said, “I suggest you get over here and enjoy some of this.” Michael, on the other hand, was the goody-two-shoes. He just looked at them. Mark was back to fucking Kelly at full speed. “Duh! No one will tell your wife.”
Michael stepped toward Kelly’s face. “Are you fucking serious?” he asked her. She reached for him and pushed his swimsuit down. Dang! She knew where Alan got it. His cock was about the same size. The sight of a third big slab of meat combined with Mark’s fucking got Kelly off. Michael was amazed when Kelly deep-throated him. He acted as though he was in some sort of a daze.
Mark fucked her quickly to a second orgasm and he was there himself. He pulled out his cock and added a second load to Kelly’s back. Kelly could tell Michael was getting too close. She found herself wondering if he’d ever been deep-throated before? She pulled off of his dick.
“Would you like to fuck me?” Kelly spun around and offered him her cunt. “Really, I can’t do this,” Michael said. Kelly grabbed Mark’s hips to hang onto and she wiggled her ass at Michael. “Fuck, we’re all crazy.” And with that, he shoved his big cock into Kelly’s open cunt. Kelly came within just a few strokes, just as she had from Alan’s huge prick.
She could just tell that Michael’s mind was blown by fucking a teenager that he’d been perving over. Michael didn’t pull out. He stayed in her cunt and fucked her until he pumped a huge hot sticky load up her vagina. His rock-hard cock took Kelly over the edge and she moaned out an orgasm as she came along with him.
Kelly, Mark, and Michael soon reappeared by the boat. Patrick, Alan and I were still horsing around in the river. Patrick had told me Kelly had taken care of them. It dawned on each of us separately. Yet, one by one, we each realized that, yes indeed, the uncles had also boned Kelly. Kelly looked freshly fucked; from the smirk on her face to her hip-swinging gait. Michael and Mark were both trying to adjust their not-yet-limp cocks in their suits.
They joined us in the river. All eyes were on Kelly while she was washing cum off her chest and back and out of her twat. We were tossing the football but no one was catching it as they stared. Keith and Rachel had wandered away from the group quite a while ago. The rest of us were ready to head out and climbed aboard the boat. Michael called out for Keith. He and Rachel reappeared from some brush further up the river. Keith looking guilty as hell. They swam to the boat and climbed up the ladder. I winked at Rachel. She winked back. She got laid. You could tell that Michael wanted to say something about it. Mark looked at him and broke out laughing.
We pulled up anchor and headed back to the cabin arriving in time to not be on the shit list of the ladies who’d prepared lunch. We spent the early part of the afternoon hanging out around the cabin with the whole group. Michael and Mark could barely control themselves. They were perving on Kelly every chance they had. If they thought no one was watching they’d grab her ass or pinch a nipple.
Kelly had no problem with it. She was still horny as hell. Apparently four cocks weren’t enough? I obviously had no issue. If those crazy fucks were willing to take such risks, that was their problem. Mark caught her alone for a minute inside the cabin and quickly slipped a finger inside her bikini bottoms and then inside of her pussy. Kelly was disappointed that it came out just as quickly when they heard someone open the front door.
Late in the afternoon we were getting gear together for spending the night on a sandbar and started to load it onto the speedboat. Mark was trying to make the case to his wife that he should come along as our chaperone. Wives aren’t stupid. She’d followed his eyeballs all afternoon. There was no way he was going to be out of her sight for an overnight around Kelly.
Michael knew that he’d already won the lottery by fucking Kelly. He also figured that Alan probably had as well. And he further realized that as a parent he was powerless to stop anything that would likely happen that night on the sand bar. After dinner, we took off for the night.
Alan drove the Tri-Hull speedboat. Keith, Rachel, Kelly and I rode on the benches out in the bow. Patrick was in the seat across from Alan and our gear was in the back. Kelly was sitting right in front of Alan’s windshield. Keith was sitting next to her and I was across from her, next to Rachel. Alan was trying to get Kelly’s attention. She finally noticed, but it was too loud to hear him over the motor. She flipped open the windshield separating the two areas, stepped back and stood next to Alan. He was trying to get her to take off her top. Now, the river wasn’t terribly busy, nor was it dead either. I could tell he had slipped a hand onto her crotch. I guess it worked?
Kelly removed her bikini top and then let both Alan and Patrick have some quick nipple sucks before she rejoined us in the front. Rachel looked at Kelly. Kelly looked back and they had an unspoken agreement. Rachel took off her top too.
Damn! Rachel had gorgeous rounded mounds, like half a grapefruit but beautiful. They were topped with areola so light pink they were a bit hard to make out except that they slightly puffed out from the rest of her breast. Most of her boobs were covered with freckles as well.
Rachel pushed them out encouraging me to touch them. Her nipples were small and slight, but I got them to stiffen up. Keith was open-mouthed until Kelly grabbed his hands and put them on her boobs. He glanced over at Rachel and she yelled back over the motor noise “Go for it!” Moments later he was sucking, relative in comparison, Kelly’s huge nipples in his mouth.
Rachel was talking to me with her mouth right on my ear. Between sentences, she was also licking my ear trying to get me hard.
She was explaining that she wasn’t sure where things would go with Keith down the road, but they could possibly get serious. And if that was the case, she didn’t want it hanging on her head that she had fucked his brother, cousin, uncle, or anyone else in the family. But I wasn’t family and she was hoping that we could find a place and time to “have some fun” that night. And with that, she slipped her hand onto my lap and squeezed my cock.
I looked over and saw that Keith had his hand inside of Kelly’s bottoms. Patrick had earlier filled him in that Kelly was hoping to bone him, just as she had he and Alan. Keith was gob-smacked. Two girls in one weekend! Kelly and Rachel had made their own side deal to fuck each other’s boyfriend.
Kelly was untying her bottoms and just like that, she was buck naked. Keith was kissing her and finger-fucking her. Kelly was grabbing for his cock. It took a few minutes (Kelly had to pause for an orgasm) before she fished out yet another huge family sausage. Keith was every bit as huge as Alan.
Keith and Kelly were cooking at a couple of hundred degrees. He quickly pushed his suit off and Kelly straddled him. Rachel and I had a perfect rear view of Kelly holding his monster in the air as she slowly impaled herself on him. Alan had slowed the boat way down. Rachel whispered to me, “You can see why I’m interested in him.” We all just sat there and watched them fuck. Kelly was loving sliding up and down his pole. Keith was loving that she could drop so deep that his nuts were tickling her asshole. Rachel couldn’t help but notice Kelly could take his entire cock where she left him with a couple of inches waiting outside. Later she’d talk to Kelly about whether that was a learned skill. Kelly’s advice was to just fuck him as often as she could.
Thankfully Alan noticed we were overcoming a couple of canoes. Each had a couple of young men paddling away. Alan slowed way down to kill our wake. He also pulled to within ten feet of them which, at first, they were none too happy about. Until once we were beside them and they could see Kelly’s boobs as she rode Keith’s cock. Rachel stood up to wave. They were thrilled!
