Brad Logan - A ball with the kids

"Oh, my!" Sara sighed as she watched the two kids hit their pinnacle of lust. "My, my, my!"

As he writhed with joy, Poke kept his eyes on Liza. The sight of her body rising and falling on his spewing prick made his pleasure more intense. Her tight cunt was milking him, keeping his cream pumping out with pangs of blinding pleasure.

Poke didn't know how long Liza kept her pussy churning on his prick. It seemed like hours. When she finally stopped, she fell forward and brought her massive tits down on the boy's chest.

Gravity took over again, Poke could tell by the weight of Liza's tits on him. He panted, amazed at what had happened and the pleasure it had given him. Let's prick, still in Liza's cunt, tingled with the effects of their fucking.

Sara moved closer to the kids, bringing her tits to rest on Poke's arm.

"I knew you were a nice strong boy," Sara said as she stroked his head. "That strong coffee gives you strength. And put a lot of honey in my jam. Lots of honey is good for you."

As she spoke, Poke's prick began to stiffen again. Since it was still up Liza's cunt, she was the first to know. She lifted her body as if the cock in her was forcing her upward. But it was the hope of more fucking that made her rise.

Sara knew what was happening in her daughter's cunt, though. And she made her claim.

"My turn, honey," she said as she roughly shoved Liza off Poke.

The sunlight didn't have a chance to touch Poke's cock before Sara hopped on him and brought her pussy to his prickhead. She slid down his cock with a yelp of joy.

Since he'd just come, Poke's prick was very sensitive. But he could last longer than he had before. With that in mind, Sara didn't hold back.

Rather, she began lifting and lowering her cunt on Poke's towering cock with all her energy.

Poke watched her fucking him. She was leaning back, with her hands behind her on Poke's thighs.

That gave the boy a great view of her cunt sliding up and down his fuck shaft!

Poke found he had another fascinating view.

Liza was sitting on the grass, watching. Her legs were spread and her hands were in front of her cunt. Then Poke noticed something green in hands. With a jolt, he realized it was the cucumber Sara had shown him! She was sticking it up her cunt!

Remembering how fat that vegetable was, Poke got a thrill from seeing the girl shove it into her pussy. When it was lodged deep in her cunt, she held it by its very end and quickly moved it in and out of her pussy.

Poke looked back up at Sara. Her tits were leaping on her chest with her wild fucking. Then he looked back at Liza. She was ramming the cucumber in and out of her cunt with all her might.

All three of them were soon howling with sexual rapture. Then they lay sprawled in the grass, exhausted.

"How about some more coffee?" Sara asked as she dragged herself over to Poke again. "And some nice homemade bread, with lots of jam?"

But Poke remembered John and Sue. He didn't want to be stranded on this island. Not that being stranded wouldn't have its rewards. But these horny ladies might prove too much. After all, how much good would coffee and jam do after a few days of this action?

So Poke made his apologies, saying he had to meet some friends at their boat.

"What a shame!" Sara said with genuine sorrow.

But the girls helped him dress, then walked him back to the cove.

"Promise you'll come back," Sara said, still clinging to Poke's arm.

"I will, I promise," Poke said as he walked away.

He kept looking back at the two naked women who were waving to him with their hands and tits. He would be back.

"Ey, skipper," John said as Poke walked up to him and Sue on the beach. "Find anything interesting?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Poke said.

A few days later, John and Sue invited Poke to go cruising. They were going to sail to Eagle Rock Island, stopping at Longneck and sailing through Longneck thoroughfare. The trip would take four or five days. Poke could be a big help, taking the helm during long passages and helping with the anchoring, John said.

Poke was excited. This is what he dreamed of all winter. He told John and Sue he would ask his parents, and he ran right home to talk to them.

After explaining how good a sailor John was and that the boat was seaworthy, he got permission to go.

Poke ran back to tell John and Sue. Sue seemed especially pleased, and Poke knew why. But Poke had decided not to fuck Sue anymore. It wasn't very nice to fuck John's girlfriend when John was so good to him.

John told Poke to pack a bag that could be easily stowed. He told him to bring some warm clothes and sunglasses. They would leave the next morning with the fair tide. For the rest of that day, Poke helped row bags of groceries and ice out to Loon, where Sue was stowing it.

Thc next morning Poke was at the landing at eight, even though the tide wouldn't turn until eleven. He met John and Sue rowing in to get breakfast, and he joined them.

"Radio says sou'wester blowing fifteen knots today," John said. "Perfect weather!"

Poke was so excited he could barely sit still. By the time they were aboard Loon, he felt like Columbus and they hadn't even cast off yet.

Then Poke was busy hoisting sails, making sure the dinghy was tied fast to the stem, and casting off. They sailed out the channel and trimmed sails for a broad reach.

Finally, they all settled down. John was at the helm and Sue and Poke were on the foredeck, watching the blue ocean rolling under the boat. The sky was clear, and the breeze balmy. Dolphins leaped near the starboard bow for a while, racing the sloop across the bay.

Poke forgot everything in the world but the boat, the ocean, and the wind. He'd never felt so free, so sure of what he was doing. But then, in the corner of his eye, he noticed Sue unbuttoning her blouse.

Suddenly, everything changed. Poke was no longer the carefree voyager. He was a horny teenager again. But when Sue stripped off her blouse there was a bikini top beneath it.

"Did I get you going?" she asked quietly, so John wouldn't hear. "Sorry. You'll have to wait. John always falls asleep early, especially when we're cruising."

Sue spread herself out on deck in the sun. Poke calmed down, but he knew now that if Sue wanted to fuck him, he didn't have the strength to resist. He promised himself he would be careful, though, and not let John even suspect what was going on.

Later, Sue went below to make lunch. Poke took the helm, keeping a course of eighteen degrees, as John had shown him. Then John went below to help Sue. When they came back, they were carrying a big pile of sandwiches. Poke realized he was starved.

With the fair tide and breeze, they made Longneck harbor in mid-afternoon. After dropping the anchor in a quiet cove, they rowed the clink into town and strolled around. Then they had dinner. By the time they got back aboard Loon the sun was setting, spreading vivid orange across the western horizon.

Poke felt terrific. Sailing had made him just tired enough to be thoroughly relaxed. Bringing Loon to Longneck gave him deep satisfaction. He'd steered a good part of the way and he'd kept Loon right on course, mostly. Now the beauty of the sunset beyond the bay wrapped up a perfect day.

"Time for some grog," John said.

He went below, and he came back with a bottle of ruin and some Cokes. John even had a lime. He cut it up with the rigging knife that he always wore.

When they had finished a few drinks each, and the sky was dark, John and Sue went below to bed. Poke went forward and climbed down the hatch to his berth in the forepeak. He had his own little nook, separated from the main cabin. He lay on his triangular bunk with his head beneath the hatch, which he had left open. The black velvet sky was strewn with stars, and he watched the mast sweep across them as Loon gently rocked.