Brad Logan - A ball with the kids

Watching the big vessel being lifted was exciting. The boat was taken to the dock and lowered into the water. Then, as the old sloop floated, her mast was lowered into her. John and Poke stood on deck and guided the huge stick through the hole on deck. Sue was below, guiding the heel of the mast into the maststep.

They were towed to a mooring, where they finished the rigging. But when Poke hopped down into the cockpit and looked down into the cabin he saw several geysers shooting up through the planks.

"It's leaking!" Poke yelled.

John and Sue laughed at Poke's panic. They explained that wooden boats normally leak until water makes the planks swell.

The rest of the day was spent rigging and taking care of a hundred details. When they were finished, John invited Poke to have dinner with them.

They rowed to the landing and went to Captain Jack's for a big dinner. Poke sat opposite Sue and John. As Poke munched his dinner, he felt something on his ankle. Looking up, he saw Sue staring at him, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile as she chewed her food. She had slipped her shoes off and was playing footsy with him!

At first, Poke was nervous. But John couldn't know what was going on beneath the table, so Poke relaxed and enjoyed himself.

"Come down to the landing tomorrow at about ten," John told Poke after dinner. "Give a yell and we'll pick you up in the dinghy. Then we'll go sailing."

"Great!" Poke said.

"See you tomorrow, then," Sue said to him with a wink.

Poke watched his new friends row back to the boat. He wished it was he, rather than John, who would spent the night with Sue. Ever since fucking her, Poke thought she was the sexiest chick in the world. He hoped he would get another chance.

After a hard day of work, Poke decided to go home and spend the evening with his parents. They'd been giving him a hard time about being out so much. So an evening with them would be a good idea. Besides, he was too tired to look for chicks.

But on his way home, he ran into Muffy. She was alone, bouncing down the street. She called to him.

Poke wasn't going to talk to her because she hadn't waited for him the morning after the race as she said she would. But when he heard her sweet voice calling his name, he stopped. And when he saw her pretty smile and bulging tits, he got horny.

"Hi," she said. "Where are you going?"

"Home," Poke said tersely.

"What's the matter? You mad at me?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am," he said. "You were supposed to meet me at the yacht club the other clay, but when I got there you were already gone. I could see you on your boat."

"Oh, sorry," she said. "Where're you going?"

"What do you mean, 'Oh, sorry?'" Poke said. "How am I supposed to feel about being ditched?"

"Gee, Poke, don't be angry," she said as she grabbed his arm and leaned her tits against it.

Poke was still sore at the girl. But his nuts was rising, drowning his anger. Now that he smelled her clean hair and felt her warm tits on his arm, he was hooked. He wanted to fuck her again!

"I'm not angry," he said. "Can we go out to your boat now? It's a beautiful night for hanging around on a boat."

"Well, I was going to the bar," Muffy said sensuously. "But…"

She pressed herself more firmly against Poke. He put an arm around her and moved them down the street toward the yacht club.

"I was supposed to meet Taffy," Muffy said. "She'll be awfully angry if I stand her up."

"She can take care of herself," Poke said. "I took care of myself when you stood me up the other day."

"It is a nice night for being on a boat," Muffy said.

Poke was limping slightly from the hard lump in his pants which hurt when he stepped forward with his left leg. But be bravely marched on.

When they got to the yacht club and into Muffy's dinghy, Poke was very careful. He didn't want to dunk them both again. And when they reached Flame, Poke climbed aboard with grace.

"Here," Muffy said, handing him the painter. "Tie it off the stern."

Poke led the dinghy to the stern and made the painter cast to a cleat with a knot he'd practiced at home. Muffy sat on a pillow in the cockpit. Poke wanted to go below, but he sat next to Muffy.

"You can see the Milky Way," she said with her head tilted back.

Poke looked up at the galaxy. It was beautiful, but right now he thought Muffy was even more beautiful. He looked at her long neck, her throat stretched as she gazed at the sky. Then he snuggled up to her and kissed her neck. From her shoulder to her ear, he nibbled and kissed.

"Mmmmmmm!" Muffy said. "That feels so nice!"

With Muffy's little ear lobe between his teeth, Poke lifted a hand to her chest. Moving his hand lightly over her firm tits, he began his journey to sexual ecstasy.

His lingers brushing over Muffy's tits gradually made her nipples hard. Poke gave each one a gentle pinch. Then he cupped his hand over one big tit and squeezed.

Now Muffy's tits seemed more exciting than Sue's. It was funny how whoever's tit he held was his favorite at that moment.

Muffy remained leaning back with her head sky ward as Poke played with her tit and licked her ear. She moaned softly to tell Poke she enjoyed his attention.

When Poke slipped his hand into her jersey, though, she turned her face to him. They kissed.

Now, with his hand caressing Muffy's warm tits without the barrier of her jersey to dull the sensation, Poke's body trembled with passion.

The kids kissed with hunger, tasting each other's tongue. Muffy's strong tongue reached deep into Poke's mouth, thrilling him. He bit down on it, but not hard enough to hurt.

"Ohhhhhh!" Muffy sighed.

As they sat in the cockpit, feeling and kissing each other, the boat rocked and the soft evening breeze cooled them. The sounds of halyards clanking on masts all around were like chimes serenading them.

After a thorough massage of Muffy's tits, Poke let his hand slide down her belly to the top of her jeans. He dipped a finger into her belly button, then unsnapped her jeans.

Feeling her pants open gave Poke a delicious thrill. The way to heaven was open for him!

Sliding his hand into her panties forced her zipper down. Poke's fingers reached her pussy hair and passed through it. But he wasn't going to be able to reach her hot fuck slot until he got her pants off.

Muffy had no patience for this coy groping. She grabbed her jeans, lifted her ass, and pulled them down along with her panties. After kicking her feet free, she slumped down where she sat and spread her legs.

Poke's fingers had stayed at her cunt while she stripped off her pants. He felt her thighs open, leaving her pussy vulnerable to his fingers.

Still sucking Muffy's tongue, Poke lay his middle finger along her spread pussy lips. Her delicate lips felt like silk dipped in hot oil. He moved his fingertip over her delicate folds of pussy flesh.

"Ummmmm!" she whimpered.

Poke curled his finger, sending its tip through her cuntlips. He found her pussy tunnel and, after examining the opening, reached into it.

Muffy gasped.

With his hand pressed firmly on her hairy cunt mound, Poke wiggled his finger around in the tight pit of her pussy.

Muffy dropped her head back, her face tilted upwards again. But this time her eyes were closed with ecstasy. She writhed just enough to make her tits shake.

The sight of her big, white tits made Poke lower his face to them. He moved his face over the soft hills before taking one hard nipple into his mouth.

"Ohhhhhh! That's sooo nice!" Muffy whispered into the breeze.

Poke sucked and fingered the girl with eager, gentle sexual greed. His prick was still locked away in his pants. But now he knew how much better it was to be out of his mind with lust before burying his cock in a pussy.