Ray Todd: Brother was first

"Oh, shit!" she suddenly screamed, grinding her hot wet slit down titter against his juice-drenched face. "I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!"

"Me, too!" he shouted. "Hang on, baby, here it comes! Here it comes!"

Monica almost went wild at the amount of jizz that suddenly gushed out of her husband's exploding cockhead. Frantically sucking and swallowing his spewing cum, she suddenly felt her own traumatic orgasm flooding through her body.

"Oh, sweet fuckin' shit?" she shrieked, clamping her soft naked thighs tightly against his juice drenched face. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"

Locked lewdly together, they continued sucking frantically on each other until their wild climax began to recede.

"Oh, Stan," she sighed a few minute later as they lay in each other's arms. "That was so fucking good."

"It was fantastic," he smiled.

"Stan," she whispered. "Do you think that Heather bitch could gin a blow-job like this?"

"No," he admitted with a broad gin, "But I'd sure like to get into her hot panties."

"You rotten prick," she wailed, playfully nipping at the tip of his limp cock with her teeth.

Late the following afternoon, Stan and Monica decided to take a walk along the shore of the lake. They were just rounding a curve in the path when they heard a series of wild sobs and giggles coming from behind some bushes. Peering over them, they were shocked to see two naked bodies writhing around on a blanket.

With every plunge of Tom's huge dick, Monica could vicariously feel it drilling into her own dripping pussy and Stan could almost feel the juicy tightness of Heather's cunt sucking on his throbbing boner.

Not wanting to be caught watching, the older couple tore themselves away and hurried back to their boat in a wild state of sexual arousal.

"My God," gasped Monica when they were aboard their cruiser. "That was the biggest fuckin' prick I've ever seen!"

"Do you think you could handle it?" Stan teased his excited wife.

"I'm sure as shit gonna try," she laughed. "We've just gotta get those kids on this boat."

"I'm all for that," grinned Stan, thinking how much he'd like to screw that hot-cunted Heather.

"They're sure a horny pair," giggled Monica. "You could see how much they both loved to [missing text]."

"Honey," said her husband. "Why don't we walk over to the store a later and invite them to take a cruise with us tomorrow?"

The next morning, Monica and Stan were sitting on the deck of their boat waiting for the girls to arrive. Both Heather and Tom had enthusiastically accepted the boating invitation and the Blake's were excitedly watching for them.

"There they come," beamed Monica when she saw the teens walking along the dock.

Stan's cock gave a wild lurch in his pants when they came up along side the boat. Heather was wearing a pair of white skin-tight shorts and her big lush boobs were almost spilling out of her loose-fitting halter. Monica was just as pleased with the big bulk that was very visible in the crotch of Tom's cut-offs which was the only thing he was wearing except for deck shoes.

Heather beamed at Mr. Blake when she saw how the handsome man was staring at her partially exposed boobs. The girl loved teasing boys with her cute body, just the thing she enjoyed most was turning an older man on.

With their father operating a marina, they had always been around boats, but they were both awed by the luxury of the Blake's cabin cruiser. The aft cockpit of the boat was carpeted with a deep water-resistant shag and a plush horseshoe-shaped soft encircled the stern whore they could lounge in the sun. The controls of the boat were on a flying bridge that was above the forward cabin. In flip cabin there were spacious sleeping quarters, an area for lounging and dining, a galley and a head.

Blake took the boat out around White Pine Point and headed up a long bay. Heather thrilled to the roar of the powerful engines as the luxurious cruiser planed across the clear smooth lake. There was something soothing about the way the sleek hull slapped rhythmically against the water as the speeding boat left a wake of foamy white water behind them.

When the boat reached a deserted area in the broad inlet, Stan cut the motors and dropped anchor.

"I thought it would be nice to stop for refreshments," he explained, joining his guests on the stem deck.

"Would you like some cold lemonade?" Monica asked them. "Or would you rather have a Bloody Mary? That's what Stan and I are having."

"Lemonade will be fine," smiled Tom.

When Monica disappeared into the forward cabin to prepare the refreshments, Heather spread out on the broad-sofa, listening to the waves lapping gently against the hull. She could feel Mr. Blake's eyes on her crotches he sat next to her.

Both Tom and Heather almost shit their pants when Monica came out of the cabin with the tray of drinks. She was stark naked!

Tom had always thought Mrs. Blake was a beautiful woman, but her gorgeous nude body was a sight to behold. Her long red hair was falling down around her bare shoulders and her lush full tits were bouncing gracefully as she walked. His unbelieving eyes drifted down over the gently rounded swell of her soft tummy to the sparkling angle of red pussy hair tucked so delicately between her shapely legs. The creamy soft flesh of her smooth inner thighs was enough to blow his mind.

"I hope you don't mind," she smiled, holding out the tray. "But when we're out here in the lake where no one can see us, Stan and I always go naked. The air and sun feels so good on our bodies."

"That's nice," stammered Tom, not knowing what else to say.

"How about you, Heather," she turned to the younger girl. "Why don't you take your clothes off?"

"Okay," the girl grinned, thinking how much fun it would be to show off her cute naked body to Mr. Blake.

Glancing nervously at her brother for an instant, she quickly stood up and removed her shorts and halter. Making a slow, deliberate turn as she placed the clothes on the seat, she let the older man see her naked body from every angle.

Stan. Blake could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at the girl's big succulent nipples capping her firm, luscious tits. Quickly sitting down, he could vividly see her wet pink cuntlips peeking out juicily from the soft nest of pubic hairs. As the girl turned around, his eyes were drawn to the soft crack between the firm cheeks of her cute ass. By the time the tasty girl sat down by him again, Stan had a horrendous hard-on.

"How about you?" Monica smiled at Tom. "Aren't you and Stan going to take off your clothes?"

The boy momentarily hesitated, embarrassed that the woman would sec the big boner she'd given him, but Stan immediately stood up and disrobed. Heather was a bit surprised when she saw his throbbing dick. The only cock she'd ever seen was her brother's, and she'd expected this older man to have a much larger one, but it wasn't nearly as big. Even if it were smaller than her brother's, the sight of it made her pussy tingle and itch. It was hard as steel and the shiny cockhead was a much deeper purple than Tom's.

"Come on, Tom," Monica giggled nervously, anxious to get a closer look at the boy's massive cock. "You're the last one."

Blushing a bit, the big muscular boy stood up and dropped his cut-offs, letting his massive dong spring out right in front of Monica's unbelieving eyes.

"My God!" she gasped, excitedly running her tongue around her hungry lips. "That's a real cock."

As the four naked people sat under the warm sun, sipping their drinks, Monica couldn't keep her drooling eyes away from the boy's fantastic whang. She could feel her own hot cunt juices boiling out from her slit and running down her naked thighs.

"I have a confession to make," she suddenly said in a nervous voice. "Stan and I saw you kids screwing in the bushes yesterday, so I think it's only for us to show you some pictures of us fucking."