The Call Chapter 33 - Bob gets involved

Bob gets involved

13 October 2018

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Tim Buchanan

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A half a million words. Yes, with this chapter, The Call reaches the half million milestone. Do I have a million words in me? We'll see, but I think there is a good chance. Just as a comparison, the first Harry Potter book had 76,944 words. I passed that with Chapter 5. The longest Harry Potter was Book 5, with 257,045. Now it isn't about the number of words, but their meaning and enjoyment, but I do find it interesting.

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I'm so damn bored

Bob here.

But I feel like I should be doing something significant. Amy runs a giant charity. Chris is the kingmaker. Orlando is a supermodel and rising musical star. Leslie won Top Gun. Then she flew with the Blue Angels.

Let's not forget Morgan and her racing wins.

Then there is me. I'm good at reading novels on my iPad. I'm great at killing time driving a boat around. I'm the king of buying houses although Amy is pretty good too.

I don't exactly feel guilty but I do sometimes get bored. They're all over the country accomplishing shit. I tried to get more involved with managing our money but Jason told me to go away. I tried to get more involved with the car dealers we own, but Caleb was full time now and told me to, well, go away. All my friends work. I am sitting in our beautiful giant home.

By myself. No one else is in town. Blake and Alison are on a well deserved vacation in Paris. Juanita and her entire family are in Italy. Amai is with everyone in DC. I could have gone but they were working. What was I going to do, tour the White House?

So here I am. I'm not feeling sorry for myself as I'm happy. I'm just bored. And frustrated, if you get my drift. I'm sure you do. I had spent the morning on Zillow but even lost interest in that.

I am a damn good programmer though. What could I do with that? Hmm. I had an idea but would it work? Maybe. Just maybe. I'd read about the impact of microloans. Very small loans in developing nations. What about microinvesting? Small investments in tech startups to get them going. We don't need the money so I could structure it that if they grew to certain size they had to donate 1% of profits. Maybe half back to the fund and half to the legitimate charity of their choice.

So how much? I finally decided to talk to Jason. He liked the idea mostly because it might get me off his back. We decided on two tiers. $10k and $100k. 1/2% and 1% donations. We figured out the profit level where it would kick in. We didn't want to take their money until they didn't need it. We decided on an option for ownership rather than profit participation. That worked for me. Literally, that worked for me and why we can do this.

We settled on starting with $500M. I named it BBF but said it didn't mean anything. I knew it mean the Bob's Bored Fund.

So how to get the word out. I didn't want to compete with incubators. I wanted to focus on smart kids with good ideas. I recruited mentors. I talked to people like Mark Z. and he introduced me around. A number of companies built mentorship programs. Then I started going to school districts. Inner city school districts. I wanted to impact the lives of those who didn't have much. I actually hired Mick to fly me around. You remember Mick. Sold us the original helicopter. He was a nice guy and fun to travel with.

Luckily our name opened doors. I started right here in Tampa then we kind of worked through our houses. We stayed in LA for awhile and made it as far as San Diego south and Santa Barbara north. We stayed in San Francisco which also got us Oakland. New York took awhile. So did Austin as we covered a lot of Texas and Louisiana. Just meeting with educators about the program. They were setup as grants. You applied in writing. If you were selected for an interview we did it on video through Skype or Facetime. They had to have a teacher as a sponsor and who agreed to handle the money. Often it went to equipment but then Tim Cook jumped in and we could add Macbooks and iPhones to the grant. They were usually a generation back but space age to these kids. We got the cellphone companies to donate service. Then Samsung and Dell jumped in. You needed to be cross platform. Everybody was connected with a mentor that helped get their project to completion. In the first month, 14 projects made it to the app store. One was a runaway success. The first thing she did, yes she, was buy her Mom a house. She donated faithfully.

Even the kids whose app didn't take off now believed in themselves. We started adding college scholarships. We were only four weeks in. I wasn't bored anymore. I hired a full time assistant to help and she coordinated with Amai so our family could actually cross paths. Silly for a bunch of unemployed people.

I suppose I should introduce you to Amelia. I hired her from the program. Her app didn't take off but she impressed the hell out of me. She graduated high school into this job. She quickly became friends with the kids. Sort of a local Sophia. I'll let Morgan share a little more because I'm not involved. At least yet.


Ah, Amelia

Morgan here.

Ah, Amelia. She was older than me, and damn smart, but a bit naive. A little thing, no more than 5'1" with A cup breasts. Blonde as can be. Dressed right she could be anywhere from 11 to 25. You know the type. She just exuded sex and naivete. Except she wasn't. Naive that is. I learned that fast.

The first day she arrived, she was dressed in pretty ratty clothes. Shorts and a worn T-shirt. Remember, these aren't wealthy kids. Before she even started, I knew I needed to take her back to the closet, so I took her hand and we headed that way. I hadn't said anything, so she didn't know where we were going, but followed me anyway. Interesting.

I took her into the closet and shut the door and explained what it was for and that I would send her home with a complete wardrobe. I pulled her over to the size 0 section as she was that small. I pulled out a T-shirt and a pair of shorts and turned to her.

"Let's see if this fits, then we know where to start," I said. With that she whipped off her shirt and dropped her shorts and was instantly standing there naked. Wow. Nice. I think she saw my look, as she took a step forward and kissed me. Oh it was a nice kiss and when her tongue came out, I opened my mouth. Wouldn't you? My hands started to roam, and I rubbed her breasts and stroked her pussy from bottom to top. That got a gasp. She didn't have a lot of hair, but clearly she didn't trim at all. We'd have to fix that if she was going to wear a bikini.

She grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off then pushed my shorts to the floor. She pulled me down onto the soft carpet, and got right between my legs. She was go....oh, oh. Yeah, she was damn good. I didn't last at all, between her tongue and her fingers. I pushed HER over and swung around so I was straddling her. Oh she was ready. Her pussy was engorged and her clit was poking out. I used a finger to stroke her and then slid one, then two, fingers in. We were really into it and I finally took her over the top. I have skills. Just as she came, the door opened and in strolled Orlando and Noah. They just stood there and watched. I asked Amelia if she was interested and she bit her lip and nodded.

"I've never," she said. Oh. OH.

The boys came over and sat down and told us to get dressed so we could talk. I'd heard this from Orlando before, and this was going to be a good training session for Noah, although I suspect he'll be a fast study. Amelia was confused on why we had to get dressed, but did. We all sat in a circle and I let Orlando lead. I'm guessing that Amelia thought he was my older brother. He sure as fuck didn't look 13. I'd do him. Oh, yeah, I do. Regularly. First we did introductions. Seriously, they came in and watched us get off and hadn't even met her.

"OK Amelia, here's the deal. You've probably heard that your first time will be painful and will truly suck," said Orlando. She bit her lip and nodded.

"Well, it doesn't have to suck. It really doesn't. Morgan can attest that I can make your first time very, very special. It's all about you, and that's the difference. I can't promise it won't hurt, because we have to break your hymen. For some girls it hurts quite a bit, and they want to stop. You are entirely in control. If you want to stop, at any time, you just say so and I will. At any time. Other girls, it doesn't hurt as much, or their hymen is already broken, but you can still say stop. Remember, you only get to make this decision once, and it is a huge decision," said Orlando. "Would you rather go home and think about it first?"

"No," she said, with surprising grit in her voice. "I've wanted to do it for a long time and I was scared. I believe you that you will make it special and, well, you're hot." We all laughed with that. "He's hot too, although a little young."

"He is young, but skilled," I said. Well, he was.

"Let's all go to my room," said Orlando. "We should do this in a proper bed. The only way to make this work well is for you to get off several times first. Let's have Morgan and Noah do that for you, then we can build up. OK?" He got another lip biting nod. We all trouped over to his bedroom, and I locked the door. We all quickly stripped and Amelia was staring at the boys. Not at eye level, if you get my drift.

"Have you ever seen a boy naked?," I asked. She shook her head no. Oh shit. OK. First time for everything. Noah took her hand and gently pulled her over to the bed. He arranged her in a comfortable position and got between her legs. She was clearly horny, as she was really engorged and already wet. Noah is an expert, and had her over the top pretty quickly and held her there. Orlando had laid down next to her and was playing with her nipples. Finally Noah stopped.

Orlando explained how she was going to be on top and had her sit on his legs. You've all heard this before, but it truly is a wonderful first time experience. She lowered herself on and yes, she yelled, but once she was all the way down she stopped. Orlando gently caressed her clit, and tweaked her nipples and she clearly liked that, as she started sliding up and down on his cock. She didn't take long, and was soon bucking. Orlando had made sure he could cum in her, and he did, clearly forcefully. Finally she rolled off and I positioned myself to clean her out, but from the side. I did that for a reason, and Orlando understood.

"OK, Amelia," said Orlando. "If you'd like to do it again, the next position is doggy style. Morgan and Noah are going to demonstrate."

Oh, Noah demonstrated alright. Oh how he did. I got her cleaned out and over the top, right about when Noah came inside me. Amelia pushed me over and cleaned ME out. Damn. Of course that put her in the perfect position, and Orlando slid right in. He lasted a lot longer this time, taking her over the top repeatedly, before he came again. Noah's turn this time to clean her out. We didn't think it was the best time for Orlando to fuck Noah, but I'll bet it was tempting. We ended up all lying side by side on the bed.

"That was amazing. Simply wonderful," said Amelia. "First times can be great, with the right people. I am now officially into sex."

Yep, I'll bet you are. And she certainly proved it. Slowly we added, um, other people. Leslie and Chris were easy. No, I don't mean they're easy, well, maybe, I mean it was simple to involve them. Let's just say Amelia often took breaks with us. Orlando and Noah were a regular part of our fun and we brought in Gabe and Ruby too. We had to be careful there, but Amelia loved going down on Ruby, so it feels like we're OK there too. We needed more cock, but Dad was being funny about it. Even though we started playing in front of him, he wasn't joining in.

Oh, and yes, we introduced boy on boy. Amelia actually brought it up. She commented that the girls were doing each other and the boys weren't. She blunting asked Orlando why not. He replied by pushing Noah over onto his knees and fucking him. Given that Amelia asked while she was blowing Orlando, he was pretty lubed up. Oh she loved it. She even slid under and sucked Noah while they were doing it. Amelia also broke the ice on Orlando fucking us girls too. It all worked out. We all got workouts.


An hour in the closet

Back to Bob.

I don't know what happened back in the closet, but they were gone for an hour and Amelia came out carrying three large shopping bags. She walked out with Morgan, Orlando, and Noah. Oh.

Off to actual work now.

As it turns out, Amelia's skill was picking winners. She didn't last as my assistant. She became a full time grant reviewer. Our only one. If she picked it, the likelihood of success was significantly higher. I redid the contracts so that a tiny percentage of the donations back on grants she approved came to her personally. Same with anyone that donated stock instead of profits. They started adding up fast. I'd already bought her a company car (a Nissan GTR) but she soon bought HER parents a house. For cash. Soon I let her do side investments in some of the companies. We made sure to do things ethically but she had the eye.

I did have to hire another assistant. Amelia found Meg. Another applicant to the program so pretty damn sharp. And pretty pretty. Friendly kids they are. Meg was a redhead, but the deep auburn color. I didn't know if it was her real color, but it looked great. About 5'6", nice C cups. Truly stunning. She also became friends with the kids.


Friends with the kids. Friends with the kids!

Orlando grabbing the pen. In answer to the question, yes, she's a natural redhead. Not flaming like the sun, like Mom, but a rich red auburn, like Dad described. She really is beautiful, just as Amelia is. They're really different in personality. Amelia is quiet and reserved, while Meg is out going and almost pushy, at least in getting what she wants. And what she wants is sex. Lots and lots of sex. She seduced Chris first, which was pretty good, but in Meg's own words "those puffies". Yeah, Meg, we get it.

I think what cemented our playtime was the day Meg brought her brother and sister to work. She introduced Dan, who was 12, and fucking hot. Then she introduced Beth, who was clearly wise beyond her years. Oh, she was 9. She was scoping out all of us and Gabe clearly caught her eye, but I'm pretty sure Morgan did too. We weren't sure about them yet, but decided to all go for a swim before their day started. We got a hint when Meg headed down the hall to the gym, and not to the outdoor pool. I'm not sure we ever mentioned that Dad added an indoor Olympic pool to the gym. He said it was so we could all train, but I'm pretty sure that our ability to fuck in the pool was a solid ulterior motive.

I was the last one into the pool building and by the time I was there, Dan was naked, hard, and getting a blowjob from Beth, who was also naked. I was pretty confident at that point that fun was going to occur.

Beth stopped and turned to me.

"Will you please fuck me?," said Beth. "And Dan would like to fuck you, if that is OK?"

Yes, yes it is. She took my hand and pulled me over to a big chaise lounge. She pointed, and Meg laid down and Beth climbed up on her, in a 69. Yeah, that was hot. It left Beth wide open and damn, she was dripping. Literally dripping. I slid right in, and Dan immediately pushed me over. I felt fingers push in, but not for long. For 12, he had a nice thick 5 inch cock. THICK 5 inch cock. It took him a bit, but soon he was pounding, which meant I was pounding. It didn't help that Meg was licking my cock as it slid in and out. I asked where I should finish.

"In my mouth," said Meg. Well, OK, and I proceeded to do just that. Yeah, she saved it, and yeah, I got it back, just as Dan emptied in me. To my surprise, Beth cleaned ME out and, yes, gave that to me as well.

I encouraged Meg to bring them to work a lot. They laughed, but I meant it.

"Well, I want to fuck all your sisters, one by one," said Dan. I'm sure you do Dan, I'm sure you do.


Amelia takes, er makes, it big

Bob here. I'm going to jump ahead, cause, you know, it is our journal, but I'll bring us back quickly.

Three months in Amelia passed her first million. At six months, she was worth north of $50M. She was still 18. I asked her if she still wanted to do it and she laughed at me.

"How could I ever stop doing this?," she asked. "I am helping kids succeed!" I liked this girl. I asked her to keep her eye out for two more grant reviewers. She knew one immediately but he was still in high school. I told her they had to graduate first.

She hit $100M at 8 months. But I'll bring us back to the timeline now.

She brought in Denny. By now she knew some of the other less visible characteristics we liked. Oh it wasn't required but she wanted it too. In other words, they had to fit in with our kids. Got it? Finally she found Alex. So three of them now plus Meg. Denny had the swimmer or dancers body. You know, great shape, wiry, not ripped, but clearly in great shape. About 5'8" and maybe 150 pounds. Our ethnicity was broadening, as Denny was black. I have no idea how our first two hires were white, given they were from inner city schools, but we clearly needed diversity. Not a hiring criteria, but important. Alex was Hispanic and freaking huge. He was about 5'11', so not incredibly tall, but at least 200 pounds of muscle. Bulging muscle. Lots of tats and some looked homemade. The kind of look that would scare you on a dark night. The funny thing is he was the sweetest kid you've ever met and doted over his mother. It teaches you not to make assumptions. All four were freaking brilliant too.

I would often find them together on breaks, usually with one or more of our kids. If you get my drift. Do ya? They were pretty open about it but hadn't invited me to join. I couldn't take the initiative. Wouldn't take the initiative. Then one day Morgan came into talk.

"Did you know you have been offending your four staff members every day?," asked Morgan. I'm sure she saw my shocked look.

"How?," I asked. "I have been very careful even when they're not. I haven't said a word or so much as touched them. I've been perfect and it has been hard. I've been hard!"

"You're an idiot but I love you," said Morgan who then came and sat on my lap.

"Oh you are hard. Imagining what you've seen I'll bet?"

"Yes dammit."

"You're still an idiot Dad. They've been inviting you to join for weeks. Hell Amelia has for months."

"No one has said a thing. Not a word."

"Dad. They fuck in front of you. Regularly. They fuck ME in front of you. Don't you get it?"

Oh. No I guess I didn't.

"Oh," I said.

"Stay here," she said running out the door.

She came right back in with all four of them.

"Who wants to have sex with Bob?," she asked.

Four hands shot in the air. At least Morgan's didn't. She did laugh out loud though.

"Then why do any of you have clothes on?," asked Morgan. With that they all stripped. Including Morgan. Five sexy as fuck teenagers. I hated to slow down, but had to give them the can but don't have to speech.

"Shut up and fuck me," said Amelia. "Doggy style so Denny can fuck you."

Don't let anybody tell you I don't take orders well. Amelia was in charge. She always is. I was back to not having anything to do, because she ran the BBF now. Well, at least I can fuck, right?

She got on her knees, right there on the floor of my office and wiggled that tiny little ass. Oh yeah, I can take orders. Meg walked over and started to undress me. Oh, I liked it. She pulled my shirt over my head and leaned in and sucked my nipple into her mouth. While she did it, she slid her hand into the waistband of my shorts and started gently stroking my cock. It felt wonderful. She pulled back, and dropped to her knees, taking my shorts down with her. My cock popped right out, and she sucked me into her mouth and immediately took it all in. Oh God, deepthroat to start. I had to hold off and finally gently pushed her away. I walked over to Amelia and dropped to my knees and gently slid right in. Alex slid underneath and was licking Amelia and making sure he licked my cock too. I felt Denny push me over, and someone lubed me up. Denny slid right in and started pounding, which made me pound Amelia even harder.

I sure wasn't going to last long and asked them Alex and Amelia where I should finish.

"In me," said Amelia.

"On me," said Alex.

Well, there is a dilemma. I couldn't hold back and when Denny filled and up, I solved it by cumming in Amelia, but pulling out before I was done and giving Alex a nice facial too. They both appeared to have enjoyed it. Denny dropped down and started licking off Alex's face. That was a nice visual. Meg pushed Amelia over and dove in to clean her out. Well, we do have a 'clean house' rule.

Morgan got carried away and dropped to her knees and started licking me clean. All four of the others stopped what they were doing to watch.

"That is so fucking hot," said Amelia. "Can we watch you fuck her?"

"Please," said the other three, in unison. Such a polite bunch. Given that Morgan was already naked, she pulled me down onto the floor and rolled up and onto me, taking me in. Oh, her clean up had gotten me hard again. She was bouncing with some vigor when the door opened and in walked Amy. She didn't say a word. She closed the door and stripped. Oh yeah, that got gasps. She walked over to where we were and got on her knees.

"Somebody fuck me please," she said. Still a polite family. Given Denny had just cum in me, Alex got behind Amy. She was dripping wet, so he slid right in. She told him to fuck her hard and he certainly obliged. Since the cat was out of the bag, so to speak, Morgan slid under them. It was going to be a race to see whether Morgan or Amy came first. Oh, Amy was cleaning out Morgan. I hadn't lasted long.

Morgan won. Barely. Alex pulled out and covered Amy's pussy and Morgan's face with a copious amount of cum. I felt like I was falling down on my job, so I pushed Alex out of the way. Morgan and I worked together to clean up Amy, and then she rolled off. I pushed the cum in my mouth into Morgan's, then licked off her face. Some had gotten into her breasts, so I knew what I had to do! Denny got that cum in a kiss and he clearly liked it. I did too. While we were kissing, I stroked his cock and got him hard again.

"Oh good," said Meg. "My turn."

Denny obliged.


Max and Mika, oh my

Orlando here, for just a short diversion, although that story did get me hard. I wanted in.

You know, I never did finish up the photo shoots. I think I will throw a couple more in here. They were so damn fun. You don't want to hear about a bunch of people in nice clothes standing around the pool, so I'll share more about my time doing the, um, fun shoots.

The first one I did was with 7 year old Max and 11 year old Mika. Two freaking adorable kids. If you remember, Max is mixed, and simple beautiful, and has an amazing 5 inch cock. At 7! Mika is Asian and just cute as a button. She's 11, but small, but with amazing puffies. Think an Asian Chris.

I decided to stage this shoot in the bathtub. Oh come on, wouldn't you? Well, it started there, but ended up in the bed. I posed them in the tub together, facing each other, with a little bit of bubble bath. OK, this might be the most cliche shoot ever, but I liked it. I let them just be kids and got some great shots. There are spots in the water without bubbles and you get some great flashes. The water was below little Mika's nipples, so you get great flashes there too. You're just drawn to her nipples

Being the kids they are, they eventually slid closer to each other. Mika started stroking Max's cock, and you see it get hard in little flashes of open water. He returns the favor, and you see him sliding a finger in and out of Mika. She's clearly enjoying it.

Then the door opens and Billy walks in. The kids don't even slow down. They just keep doing what they're doing, while turning and smiling at Billy. Damn, he really has transformed himself. He's wearing fairly short white shorts, that are a little too tight. He's also wearing a white T that is also a too tight. As the shots progress, you can see him grow, but only the shape because the shorts are opaque.

Until Max splashed him. It couldn't have been aimed better. He gets a spot on Billy's shirt wet that is a circle right over his left nipple. The shirt becomes transparent, and you can actually tell his nipple is hard. Mika splashes him, but this hits him right in the crotch. Again, a perfect shot. That's when you realize he is commando. The shorts instantly become seethru and you can see his cock in all its glory. In the video, you can actually see it pulse. Damn.

The kids laugh, which is a great shot, and he looks down and laughs too. Mika got up on her knees and unbuttoned Billy shorts and they fell to the ground. His cock actually slapped her in the head. By now, Max is also on his knees and the water is the perfect depth, as his cock is above it. Yeah, you see his amazing endowment for such a small child. Mika starts stroking Billy's balls, and Max leans in for a tentative lick and then takes him in his mouth. Oh God. They take turns, and it is amazing.

Did I mention I'm behind the camera. Nude. Amai is standing next to me, equally nude, and just slowly stroking me. That would have been great on camera. She couldn't resist, though, and walks into the shot. Mika stays on Billy's cock and Max takes Amai into his mouth. Finally, the two adults lift the two kids out of the bath and we had a ton of shots of the four of them drying each other off. So many 'slips' when they do it.

The final shot in the bathroom is the doorway. First you see Amai and Max, from the back, naked. Then you see the same shot of Billy and Mika. Tall Billy and tiny Mika.

I almost came.

We shifted to the bedroom and the big bed with the white comforter. I didn't tell them anything. They were all horny as hell and already naked. You can imagine what came next. Let's just start with Mika ensuring that all three cocks were hard. My favorite is a shot of her from behind and you can clearly see she is excited and wet and dripping just a little. I got shots of her from every angle, with all three cocks in her mouth. No, not at the same time, but at one point she did have Amai and Billy try the scissor move and she tried to suck them both. They were just too big, but she tried. Oh she tried. The final shot, that would be a CD cover, if we did CDs, was of Amai and Billy, side by side, on their backs. Mika was riding Billy and Max was riding Amai and both were facing the camera. The range of facial expressions alone was great. They finished, in sync, by both sliding up and off and sitting right back down with a cock against their small tummies. Oh they came. Oh how they came. Both kids ended up with facials and cum dripping down their bodies. Mika couldn't resist and leaned over to lick it off Max and ended up on her knees blowing Max, with Amai's hardening cock in the shot.

Then they did round two. I found another person to man the cameras, because I was in round two. Oh how I was.

Do you want to hear about one more? Sure you do.

Do you remember back when Dad first met Chris? I dressed her the same. A thin white camisole, that was intended for little girls. Well, Chris is a little girl, but has those amazing puffies. This cami was really thin, really sheer and really short, so much of her belly showed. It was also a bit tight. For panties, I borrowed got some plain white cotton panties from the closet. But, oh no, they were just too small. I guess we'll have to make do. They rode right up into Chris, with an incredible camel toe. She looked amazing. It was hard to not take her right there and yes, it was hard.

Mika was still here and watching and wanted in the shoot. Mika is a little shorter, but with a very similar body, and those puffies. She found the same outfit and put it on. Yeah, I was fucking them when we were done.

I still needed someone else for the shoot. Oh, got it. Curt. 9 inches of BBC Curt. 6'4" Curt. What a contrast. We started with studio shots. I put Curt in a pair of sheer panties too. They didn't contain him very well. His were pink. I loved the color contrast. My favorite shot, he was on his knees with the girls standing and he was so tall that the girls were not much taller. They're topless, but he has his arms around them and his arms are across their nipples. You see nothing, and it is sexy as hell. I posed a lot of shots of him on a simple wooden chair, with the girls on his knees. These were all PG rated, as you didn't see anything.

Then Chris had an idea and both girls changed into little bra and panties. Little girl ones, but about three sizes too big. Remember Nova? Yeah, that. Every shot had some sort of slip. Nipple. Pussy. I put them back on Curt's knees, but he was so hard that about 3 inches of cock was visible above the pink panties. Finally I did some shots, but he was nude and his cock clearly showed between the two girls. Then we posed the girls one at a time, in their little outfits, but Curt's cock was between their legs, from behind. Oh, you saw quite a bit of it. The last shots had the girls nude too, but his cock was so long that it actually covered their pussy.

Chris couldn't resist though, so we did a series of the same 'girl on the lap' shots, but with Curt's cock about 3 inches INTO their pussies. In some, he's stroking their clits.

We moved to the bed and did similar poses, but finally ended up with Mika on her knees, and Curt fucking her from behind. Chris was on her back and Mika was licking her. You know, one of our favorite positions to fuck. Our final scene has Curt kneeling over the girls, who are lying side by side. He has his hand on his cock, but it is dripping the last of his cum. The girls are covered with cum. Just covered.

Wow.

Remember how I said I was fucking them? Curt took my place behind the camera. The girls were still side by side and covered with cum. I climbed on the bed and very visibly scooped up some cum from Mika and stroked it onto my cock. It's great lube. I lifted her legs and slid in. Oh, I was pounding her and Chris was licking the cum off her nipples. Just when she had Mika clean, I made her messy again. Oh, and Chris' face too. Good thing the girls know how to clean each other up.

Chris ran over and got behind the camera and I finished cleaning up Mika. Uh oh. We weren't done. I felt cold lube and then, oh, Curt was ready again. He slid that huge 9 inch BBC into my ass. Hurts so good, don't you know. I don't know if Chris was shooting anything, but he sure pounded me. It was wonderful. Turns out she kept the camera going. Oh good.

We all ended up collapsed on the bed and fell asleep in the wet spot.

A good day.


Why am I in Florida?

Sydney? Tokyo? Amelia was officially in charge of the charity now. I was the chairman, but she was the COO and didn't need a ton of direction. Yeah, I know she is 18. Think she is too old for the job? I think I kind of annoyed her when I tried to be more involved. Annoying. My strength.

Ok yes I was back on Zillow.

Australia? Too far. We wouldn't use it enough. We have France covered twice. Venice and London. Canada. East, West, and Texas.

Mexico? What does it gain us?

South America? Maybe but, where?

I like lakes and found some to research.

Lake Placid
Flathead Lake
Lake Champlain
Lake Tahoe
Lake Cumberland
Lake Travis

Most were pretty far from an airport but that just meant another helicopter.

Mostly I was just hot. Florida in June is hot. Why am I in Florida?

I don't know. I guess because I'm working on grants with the team but why here? They'd all taken to coming to the house to work. They could work from home but liked the benefits. By now everyone was on board even the kids. Pretty sure when Morgan stripped down that first time they got the hint. Denny likes Leslie. A lot. I think the feeling is mutual. It's fun to watch this big, ripped, tattooed guy fuck small Leslie. Yes, I almost slipped and typed little Leslie, but in this case I was just being descriptive.

I wandered out to see what kids were around. Cool they were all having breakfast.

"I'm hot," I said.

"We know Dad, but that's not very humble of you," said Chris.

"Well thank you, I think, but I meant I am literally hot. I am going to see if my team wants to work out of Montreal for awhile. So two questions. Can anyone fly us up and would any of you like to go?"

Oh good. They were all in. I found Amy and she was too. Apparently there was a week's lull in our lives. For an unemployed couple we were surprisingly busy. Well, usually except me.

So I wandered in to the team's office. They'd taken over the library. I never had gotten the books appraised so I made that a new task of Meg's. Oh, we'd changed the entire compensation plan, and all four of them were quickly getting rich. More power to them.

I asked them all if they wanted to go to Montreal for a week. And if they did it was a company paid vacation. I got the inevitable questions about why Montreal.

"Because it is beautiful there now and we have a house there we don't use enough. Are you all in?"

They laughed and screamed they were. They said they needed to go pack. I asked if they happened to have their passports with them and, oddly, they did. I told them they didn't need to pack then. I told them to just raid the closet. We had expanded it and included suitcases and toiletries. Basically everything you needed to spontaneously go to Montreal. If we didn't have it I told them we would buy it in Canada. We were leaving in 30 minutes.

Oh they had a lot to learn. Amelia knew a little but not enough. Maybe we would swing by New York on the way home and they could meet some Avengers.

I walked out to the kitchen and the party had grown. Luna, Amai, Juanita, Gabe, and Ruby were going. Oh that's good. Very very good. We hadn't seen Luna enough. She had taken some time to focus on school. We were still paying for school though.

They wanted to invite friends too. They thought we could give some parents a break. That's why Jesse and Julia weren't coming.

They added Cindy and Clay, Lance and Linda's kids and Terry and Renee, Matt's twins.

Sure. Why not. I told their parents had to drop them at the here or at the BFP in 30 minutes. They squealed and went to invite as many as they could. They more the merrier even if they had to share beds. Like they'd mind. Amy and I would make room in our bed. We are kind like that.

Finally Alex asked the question I'm sure they all wanted to ask.

"I've lost count but there must be close to 20 people going. I know you have a plane but are some of us flying commercial? Oh and what's this BFP where everyone is meeting?," asked Alex.

I heard at least two of our kids laughing. Ah the newcomers.

"No one is flying commercial because BFP stands for Big Fucking Plane," I said. "We will all easily fit. That middle word is meaningful too. You'll all get the opportunity to join the mile high club."

"What plane could you own that could fit 20 people?," asked Denny.

"You'll see," I said. I turned to the kids. "There are too many of us to fly to the house when we get there, so let's all grab cars to take to Montreal. Mix it up so everyone fits when we get there. I counted and we are at 19 people."

Yeah, they had found loopholes to get drivers licenses. I didn't ask because I was afraid bribes were involved. I see nothing. I hear nothing. But the insurance company accepted them so they must be real. Our car insurance bill is a bit high. Everybody went off to pick cars.

Amy picked her E63s. Morgan picked her 911 GT2 RS. Orlando picked the 1965 Pontiac GTO convertible. Leslie picked the Ferrari Portofino. I picked the Cayenne Turbo. That got us to 16 seats. Orlando took the four new kids out to the garage to pick something. Amelia picked the R8 Spyder. Denny picked a C3 L88 convertible. Damn, that was the perfect car for him. He freaking rocked it. Meg picked the Porsche 356 Convertible. Finally Alex picked the 1956 Aston Martin DBR1. I didn't tell him it was worth $23M. I would when we got back. Chris didn't pick a car, as she'd fly the rest in the helicopter.

I told them the Clearwater airport FBO and they all put it into their phone nav. We'd caravan, but just in case. The little kids all spread out. None of the newcomers understood why picking a car in Florida meant there would be cars in Montreal, but they all just rolled with it.

Until we got to the airport. The ramp was down, so Amy and I drove right on board, as did everyone that understood. We helped and got them all locked down pretty quickly. We were pretty good at this now. I think all four of the team were still standing at the bottom of the ramp, staring into the sky at the plane.

We steered them on board to much laughter on their part. It confused them that Leslie and Chris were the pilots but we're used to that. Heck, it confused Luna. Guess she hadn't traveled with us.

It was less than a three hour flight, so no formality related to the fucking. Once the seatbelt light went off, I made an announcement.

"We have a little over two hours. Who hasn't fucked on a plane before?," I asked. Five hands went up. The BBF team and Luna. Seriously, all these kids on the plane and every one of them had been fucked. Oh, the five that hadn't noticed.

"OK then, there are six bedrooms, including the big one upstairs. There are also plenty of couches right here, if you don't mind a little more public fucking. In fact, the carpet is really soft, as I can personally attest. Each of the five that raised their hands get first pick. If my math is right, if they each pick two, then that will be all but two of us. The remaining two can join whatever group they want. in fact, why don't Amy and I take ourselves off the choice list, and we'll, um, circulate," I said. "Amelia, why don't you go first."

"Wow, everyone?," she asked and I just nodded. "Well, I've heard over and over how much fun Ruby is, so she's my first choice. I don't know his name, but he's cute too." She pointed at Clay. Both kids got up and followed Amelia towards a bedroom. I heard Clay politely introduce himself. Meg hopped up so I guess it was her turn.

"I'm just going to point, until I learn everyone's name," she said, pointing at Gabe and Morgan. Oh, a nice pairing. They disappeared too. Denny and Alex were polite and deferred to Luna, but she demurred.

"I've fucked them all," said Luna, which got raised eyebrows from both young men. "I'm happy with any of them. You boys go first." The two guys whispered a bit.

"Can we have the big bedroom?," asked Denny. "That way the six of us can have fun." Well, sure.

"This might mess things up, but we pick Luna, those two, and Amai," said Alex. They'd pointed at Terry and Renee. The twins. Good choices and I told them so. Terry and Renee were very excited and led the way up the stairs, shedding their clothes on the way.

That left Orlando, Juanita, Amy, and me. We just smiled at each other and stripped. Familiar doesn't mean bad, now does it. I got on my knees and wiggled my ass. I didn't care if it was Orlando or Juanita. I just needed a cock in my ass and quickly there was one. Amy got on my knees and I saw that Orlando was fucking her, so that meant Juanita was fucking me. Oh good. I told her to switch positions and she ended up on her back with me riding her.

Tits and a cock, remember? I wanted to play with her tits while she fucked me.

I can't really tell anyone else's story, as I was, well, busy, but they all came back smiling. Ruby came out dancing. Naked. Yeah, she had fun. Literally everyone came out into the living room naked, carrying their clothes. Some of the girls were dripping a bit. Some of the boys too. I pointed it out and told them that cleanup wasn't over.

Soon it was.

Well that was quite a flight.

Once we landed, most of the little ones rode with Chris. Again, four newcomers gawking. Of course, when we all arrived by car, Chris and the kids were already in bikinis and speedos and looked flushed. Really, that quickly with Oliver and Charlotte. Sure, I get it. Chris hadn't gotten to have fun on the plane.

We did the introductions and walked out back. Oh yeah, I'd forgotten that the 475 was back up here. You'd think I'd notice it was gone from its dock. Jenny was enjoying the summer up here with Charley. Go Jenny. The funny thing is she was actually at our London place right now, on a little vacation. Yes, with Charley. That's OK. We had the Searay and many of us could pilot the 475. We spent the afternoon with everyone swimming and playing on the slide on the 475. It was nice to be back in Montreal. None of the four BBF kids had seen the 475. They rolled with it though. I do need a good nickname for the team.

After a fun afternoon, we went out to dinner. We had reservations at 7 at a place called Joe Beef, which sounded just like our kind of place. Hearty food for hearty people. Once again, Charlotte and Oliver were surprised we got reservations for a group of 21 on such short notice. They really needed to get used to this.

Dinner was outstanding and we had a ball. We were careful with our wine intake, and, gasp, drank other than our wines. Antonio had given Amy and me a lengthy list to try. They were all from vineyards he thought we could acquire. The first one was nasty. Oh, that's not fair, it was quite good, just not GOOD good. One that we were surprised they had was from a winery in Thailand. Oh wow, it was good. GOOD good. Really GOOD good. I'll chat with Antonio tomorrow. We've never been to Thailand.

After a long fun dinner, most of the adults were still up for more. By adults, I included anyone 11 or older. They wanted to go out dancing and, in Montreal, they all could. This disappointed the younger kids, but I promised I would take them back to the house and we've had great fun. If it didn't kill me. The problem was there were 7 of them, so I needed another driver. Luna volunteered to go with me. That was nice of her. I looked forward to it. I got a leer and a laugh from Amy when she did. Yeah, yeah. If you don't remember Luna, she's 19, about 5'5", Swedish blonde, with nice C cups. Delectable. Isn't that just the perfect word?

We got to the house and it wasn't 2 minutes before the kids were naked and asking if we could play the Sex poker game. Luna and I were in, so to speak, and naked right behind them.

It almost did kill me. Let's just say the young boys all had at least two rounds left in them. One for Luna and one for me. The girls had expectations too, and given the cocks focused on Luna's pussy and my ass, I had my work cut out for me getting them all off. Oh, I was up to the challenge.

I ended up in bed with Clay and Ruby. I don't even remember how. I felt the bed shake and Amy slid in. I looked at the clock and it was 3AM. I couldn't resist and started, well, playing with her. My hand went down and I inserted one finger. OH! She had had FUN and she'd brought it home for me to enjoy. Normally I would have slid down and cleaned her out, but it turned me on and I had one more in me. You know. I rolled her on her side and entered her from behind. I tried not to wake Clay and Ruby, but that didn't work very well. Ruby laid in front of Amy and started playing with her. Nipples. Clit. At one point, she stuck a finger in Amy and fingered her WHILE I was sliding in and out. Clay, for now, just watched. Even though it was my third cum, I didn't last long and added to her load. Clay pushed me out of the way and rolled Amy on her back. I thought he was going to lick her, but no, he was hard. He mounted her missionary style and started pounding away. You go Clay. Ruby and I leaned down and each took a nipple in our mouths. Clay was pumping hard, but soon pulled out and covered Ruby and me with a surprisingly large facial. We started licking off each other's faces, while Clay did go down on Amy. I knew there were at least three loads in there, so he kept coming up and pushing cum into each of our mouths. It just kept coming! Finally Amy held up FOUR fingers. Damn. Four. Finally we all collapsed, but I have to turn the pen over to Amy to explain FOUR.


Four. FOUR!

Amy here. We went clubbing and I was feeling really slutty. I was in a short dress - probably too short - and went into the bathroom and put my panties in my purse. Not only was my dress short, but if I danced very hard, my nipples popped right up and out. The perfect dress to get laid. I vowed that I'd get fucked in every club we were in. We went to four clubs, so...

The first club was crowded and the music was too loud. We decided not to stay long, but by now everyone in our group knew of my quest. I think at least a few were going to try to do the same thing. I know Leslie and Morgan managed to come home filled up. They can tell their stories too. Oh, it turns out Chris and Orlando did too.

As soon as we found tables to sit at, a guy came up to ask me to dance. He had the sexiest French accent, with something else mixed in. He had to be at least 6'5", muscular, and black as coal. Sexy as fuck. We went out onto the dance floor and I gave it my all, dancing and grinding with him. I could feel him get hard and OMG it felt huge. I even found myself stroking it some. He returned the favor and slid his hand up my dress and just grinned when he found me without panties. Those bright white teeth of his shown in the light. He took my hand and started pulling me to the bathrooms. In Montreal, many of the bathrooms are like the family bathrooms in the US. Individual and for either sex. He pulled me into one and locked the door. Given the large jar of condoms on the counter, I am pretty sure the club understood what was going on. I dropped my dress to the floor and got the same big smile. He dropped his pants and FUCK. Remember Tim's 12 inch monster cock? This had to be an inch longer and even thicker. A freaking 13 inch cock. Could I? Oh yeah I could. I was already dripping. There was a chair in the corner, covered in some kind of vinyl fabric. Someone had turned it to face the corner. Oh, I got it. I walked over and bent over it. He came up behind me and slid right in. He was touching places inside of me that had never been touched. It was both awesome and uncomfortable, but I was too horny to worry about it. He pounded away and didn't last long. He filled me right up. We quickly dressed and he disappeared into the crowd. His name? Hell, I don't know.

At the second club we were barely in the door before a couple asked me to dance. Yes, a couple. They were both beautiful. She was about 5'6", slim, dark hair, and surprisingly large tits. He was a solid 6'1", and yeah, solid. Muscular. Both were really well dressed. He was in a nice suit, without a tie, and she was in a cute pink dress. We went out on the dance floor and somehow managed to do a three-way grind. I couldn't resist and slid my hand up her dress. Oh good. No panties there either. As soon as I did that, she took my hand and his and led us back to the bathrooms. Same basic setup, except a nice couch. She did my move and dropped her dress. I followed her and he undressed. The two of us got into a nice 69 on the couch, which left me, well, exposed. He had a nice thick, uncut cock, although only about 7 inches. Listen to me. Only 7 inches. Hey, after the 13 inch monster. He slammed it in.

"Oh, I'm not the first for the night, am I?," he said, with a laugh. Yeah, dude. Sloppy seconds. I got her off quickly and that set him off. He filled me up. His cock might not have been as big, but the load in his balls had been huge. She pushed me on my back and motioned to him.

"Clean up your mess," she said. Well, a couple after my own heart. I only let him lick a little, as I was saving it all for Bob, and we quickly dressed. I opened the door and she turned to him.

"Come on brother," she said. Really. OK.

My first dance, and I got fucked. After a bit we moved on to another club. This club was too loud for us, and I started to turn around to leave when Chris stopped me.

"We can't leave until you've been fucked," she said. Well, it was my rule. Are you sure you want to keep hearing these? Oh hell, I know you do. I didn't like the club, so I guess I had to move fast. I looked around and there were two attractive guys standing together. I walked right up to them.

"You're both cute. Do you want to go back in the bathroom and both fuck me?," I said. They both smiled and nodded.

"Ok, but only if you'll suck each other a little first. That gets me hot," I said. They both smiled and nodded again. Oh good. They led the way and we went in. This was the nicest bathroom and had a couch that was really a day bed. Yes, they had a bed in the bathroom. Before I could even drop by dress, the men had dropped their pants and were taking turns sucking each other. I won't bother describing them, because this was a fast fuck. They were cute. That's enough. I got onto the bed, on my knees.

"Fuck me boys. Quickly. Cum in me," I said. And they did. Oh how they did. I admit, they were both pretty good. Yeah, I dripped my way out of that club.

We got to the last club and it was late and I was tired. I had a goal though. We actually got a big table and I scoped out the crowd. I saw two guys, one a little older and one that had to be a teenager. I grabbed Leslie's hand and pulled her over to talk to them. Well, talk briefly. They asked us to dance and were both pretty good dancers. The first dance was fast, so nothing happened, but the second dance was slow. They took us in their arms and they really were good dancers. I don't know about Leslie's partner, but mine was hard. (Leslie note: mine was too).

As the dance ended, I saw Leslie whisper something in the young guys ear. He smiled and they headed towards the bathroom. I took my guy's hand and we followed them into a bathroom. Leslie and I both dropped our dresses and sat next to each other and lifted our legs high.

"Switch," said Leslie. OK, I'm game. Both men were naked now and the young guy slipped right in. I got a closer look and he was young. 11 or 12 young. That was OK. I needed a quick fuck. Both guys held out a bit but finally came inside us. Leslie and I sat up and watched them dress. Just as they were leaving, the older one turned.

"Thanks for making my son's first time memorable," he said, and they swept out of the room.

First time? Damn.

So that's my story of my four fucks. Oh wait. One was a two-Fer. Five fucks. Five. Anyone else want the pen?


Oh, we did too

Morgan here. Mom told he story with Leslie, so I'll tell mine. That last fuck she just described wasn't Leslie's first of the night. I'll tell Leslie and my story, as ours were together. We thought that was safer. We only got fucked three times, as we struck out in the third club. Yeah, we're complaining about only fucking three random guys.

Remember the father and son from Amy's last story? Well, the son's night was even more memorable than that. Mom didn't see us as they came out, but we steered them both right into the next bathroom. Yeah, we didn't have underwear on either, so as soon as we dropped our dresses we were naked. We didn't know they were father and son, or that the son was, well, inexperienced. We just knew they were hot.

Oh, they were hot 'n' ready too. I took the older and Leslie took the younger. We sucked them and then climbed on the couch and they fucked us doggy style. Hard. When they came, I gave them credit. They both knelt down and licked us out, taking us over again and again. We didn't know they were father and son until we heard Mom's story.

You go little guy.

Our first time was with the big black guy in Mom's first story. We're a little confused though, as when he came out of the bathroom and we steered him in another one, he wasn't with Mom. She was already on the dance floor. Anyway, that was a MONSTER cock. He had stamina too, as he serviced us both quite successfully. Serviced is the right word too, as that was a damn horse cock. I many never be the same.

Our other time wasn't memorable, so not worth telling.


13 inches of BBC

This is Juanita and I only have one story to tell. More happened, but you've heard about all the sex. I just thought this one was funny. I realize it after I read Amy's story. You see the guy from Amy's first story didn't disappear into the crowd. Amy didn't see me, but I steered him right back into the same bathroom. I dropped my dress. You never know how they're going to react, but I got the same big grin. I pushed HIM over the vinyl chair and really pounded him. He was going to leave that room filled up too. As soon as I came, I pulled out and he moved me into the same position. Fuck! 13 inches? Could I?

I could.

So girls, when you steered him into the bathroom, it was me he had just fucked.


Oh, no bra. Oh!

Amelia here. I get that most of the people from last night didn't want to tell their stories, or were just too worn out to do it, but I thought I'd add one more for Chris and me. We teamed up like Leslie and Morgan. I'm not quite as young, but I look it, and I didn't want to get taken advantage of. I do laugh a little. From virgin to sex addict. Yeah, this family will do that to you, in a good way.

We mostly just danced and had a great time, but at the third club, we saw two teenage guys scoping us out. I'd camped it up a bit, with pigtails, and so had Chris, so we were surprised to get much attention. Maybe it was our thin cotton tops, with no bra. You know the look. Barely bumps and oh so sexy. I might be 18, but there wasn't much going on up there, but Chris and I could both make it sexy AF.

Anyway, we talked about it and decided to approach them, because they appeared too shy to talk to us. We asked them to dance and made it through a couple fast songs and then a ballad came on. I don't know about Chris, but my guy was too shy, so I put my arms around him and pulled him close. Oh, got it. Hard. Well, that's OK. I looked over and Chris had the same hold on her guy. Looking back and forth, I could tell they were brothers. We didn't know then they were twins. After the song ended, Chris walked up, holding his hand, and made a head motion towards the back. OK. Got it.

I took my guy's hand and we walked back and found an open rest room. We pulled them in and locked the door. They just stood there, not knowing what to do, so we both pulled off our tops and dropped our skirts.

Naked, you know. We pants them, yes we did, and both took them in our mouth. Uh oh, they didn't last and we both got a mouthful. Youth is fun though, as they didn't even go down. We pulled them over to the couch and both laid back. You know, legs in the air. They got on their knees, but clearly had no clue what to do. I opened up my pussy and showed him and he got the idea. He poked around a bit but finally slid in. I looked over, and his brother was pumping away in Chris. They lasted a little longer, but not much, and filled us up. They pulled out and we both pointed at our crotches. They didn't understand until I stuck out my tongue.

Props to the boys, they dove right in and yes, got us both off. It was wonderful. Finally we all got dressed and found a table and talked for a bit. We found out this was their first time ever at a club because, shit, today was their 11th birthday. Well, hope that doesn't come back to haunt me. We found out they were both virgins too.

Not any more!

I liked deflowering virgins. Maybe that can be my specialty.


Fucking tired, not tired of fucking

Amy here. We all slept in the next morning as we were fucking tired. Not tired of fucking. You know the difference. I woke up to a spoon and a nice gentle fuck. Aw, how sweet of Bob. I looked over my shoulder to give him a smile.

OK, not Bob. I don't know where Bob and Ruby were, but it was Clay doing a very fine job of waking me up gently. His hand came around and he started playing with my nipple and then it slid down and he gently stroked my clit while he was pumping slowly in and out. Oh, that was all it took. I went of like a rocket. He let me come down and then slid out.

"I need to save myself," he said, with a smile.

Oh I get that. Lots of things to do in Montreal. Lots of people to do. We went out for breakfast and decided to take a walk in Old Montreal. It wasn't that far from the house, so we walked up -- the entire crowd of us. We wandered around and mostly people watched. I don't know about anyone else, but Bob and I basically talked about who we would fuck. Yeah, we're open minded, as the answer was most of them. Montreal was full of attractive people.

I heard Chris squeal and saw she and Amelia were talking to two young men that appeared to be brothers. Remember, we hadn't heard the deflowering virgins story yet. We found out they were Tim and Tom. Yeah, not that much imagination in that family. Says Amy, who was walking with Bob. They shared that their parents were up here for a conference, so they were basically on their own. Chris invited them to come back to our house for lunch, but they shared the were not allowed to go with strangers. Bob jumped in and offered to talk to their parents. I don't know what he told them, but when he hung up, he had permission. I suspect it was as simple as sharing his name. We're pretty well-known now.

It was almost lunch time, so we headed back towards the house. Bob and I were walking behind Chris and we heard her talking to the new boys about discretion. They were assuring her that no one would here a peep from them. I hope they're right. I know none of the adults would play with them, as that's too risky, but I got the impression Amelia already had. I pulled her back with us and explained that she couldn't again.

"Oh, I know Amy," said Amelia. "Nothing ever happened. Nothing at all." She gave me a big smile. Yeah, nothing. That said, there was Ruby, Renee, Clay, and more, so I doubt the new boys would be disappointed. It's not much of a walk, so we arrived quickly.


This is Ruby, the cum machine

It's MY turn. This is Ruby. Yeah, Ruby. I read all the journals and read all about myself. Yeah, it's hot, but I wanted to write this one, OK?

We got back to the house and I will tell you, Tim and Tom are hotties. I was going to have them and dammit, I was going first. We got to the house and Oliver announced we had about forty-five minutes before lunch, and in his words, we should "go play".

Yep.

I took the new boys hands and pulled them towards the swimming pool. Yeah, another indoor pool. This family was addicted. All the other kids followed too. They might not know exactly what was going to happen, but they knew SOMETHING was going to happen. We got into the pool room and everyone started stripping and jumping in, but that wasn't my goal. I pulled the boys over to a big chaise lounge -- they were in every damn house. I stripped for them and I could see they were getting hard. They stripped as fast as they could. I pushed one of them on their back and climbed up and took him in my mouth. I did my little ass wiggle and the other one got the hint and slid right in. I told him to wait a second and had the first boy spin. You know. Under me. He wasn't bashful and was quickly licking me and his brother. Pretty sure they sucked each other off on a regular basis.

You know me, I'm a cum machine, so I didn't take long. That was enough for both boys to go off in unison. The boy fucking me pulled out and gave his twin a facial. I took a facial from his brother. I rolled over and pulled laid next to the boy I'd sucked. Both our faces were cum covered and yes, the remaining boy climbed up and licked us off, pushing some cum into my mouth and a lot into his twin brother's. Yeah, I didn't know which one was Tim and which was Tom, but I fucking didn't care.

By now we had an audience and soon no one was swimming, if you get my drift. I think I got fucked three or maybe four more times. Every time, either Tom or Tim cleaned up. Nice.

Too soon our 45 minutes were up.


How does she deepthroat so well?

Bob here. Ruby clearly has to have more journal entries. She also has to teach me how she deepthroats so well. She promised me she would.

Later in the week, Antonio got back to me about the Thai wine. He'd reached out through a broker and not only was he able to work out a deal for that winery, there were three others in play. He suggested a visit. It was summer break, so I knew none of the kids, even the little ones, had school, so what the hell, maybe all of them go with us? We didn't think we should take small children to Thailand without their parents, so Jesse, Julia, Matt, Linda, and Lance flew out to Los Angeles and we picked them up on the way. Tom and Jess flew them out in our G650, as we'd need Tom and Jess as pilots too. Antonio and Stella were going to meet us and they were going to bring Sophia and her kids. They also arranged for Anurat and May, our Thai friends from Paris, to go along. They felt having them along would make our trip smoother. They flew to Venice and Sophia arranged a G650.

We timed it so our European friends didn't leave yet. We spent a day in LA, at our house, so all the pilots could rest. Our fully certified pilots only included Tom, Jess, Leslie, and Chris and it was a 16 hour flight. They needed to be rested. We left early, about 9AM, because between the 16 hour flight and the 14 hour time change, we'd get there 30 hours later, by the clock. So 3PM. In some time zone. With the addition of everyone else, we had 33 people, so quite a group.

16 hours. What would we do, what would we do.

We started off with the simple two people and a sex act game. What can I say, we were horny.

Oh I can't even tell you who fucked who. I didn't pay that much attention, because I was busy. Really busy. I have no idea why, but someone decided that if a load was deposited in you, it stayed. There is not a person on this plane that was not dripping as we got close to landing.

Then Ruby declared it was cleanup time. Yeah. Well, lots more people had orgasms, that's for sure. It's a good thing we had a lot of bathrooms, as we all needed showers.

Meg, Luna, and Amai had worked feverishly to find us a place to stay. Even the BFP didn't work well for this large a group. No one wanted to regularly sleep in a sleeper seat. Finally they worked it out that the Penisula could give us an entire floor. Yes another Penisula. 15 rooms, four of which were modest suites. We could have gotten bigger suites, but they were scattered across multiple floors. Amai actually hired 24/7 security to be at the elevator to keep anyone off the floor. That way we could run from room to room without really worrying about it. We'd be careful about, you know, of course.

We got there surprisingly refreshed. We'd worked it out and slept at the right times. The European crew timed it to arrive within just a few minutes of us at the FBO. We all went through customs, with a completely confused group of customs agents. They just couldn't get the 747. Yeah, well.

Amai had arranged five vans with drivers for as long as we stayed. Two held 9 of us and three held 5. That left a couple extra seats, but we filled them up well. They were all waiting for us, so we loaded up and headed to the hotel. Only a few of us would go out to the wineries, so we'd take one of the smaller vans. By the time we got to the hotel, it was almost six, so we were all up for an early dinner. Our body clocks were a mess!

Anurat suggested a place within walking distance that we'd like.


Off on the tour

The next day six of us set off to do a winery tour. Antonio and Stella, Anurat and May, Amy and me. Amai had arranged a tour guide for the week, so we left Amai in charge of everyone else. Sophia and Morgan would help. The other parents were there too, so they were good.

We decided we would just act as tourists and get a feel for the wineries and the quality of the wines. We were also interested in meeting the people and understanding how they did with customer service.

We started with the winery that started this quest. Antonio had come to terms with them so this was our final check. We arrived at the winery and signed up for their tour and wine tasting. Everyone was so friendly. They took us on a real tour of the active operations. We ended in the tasting room and the owner of the winery personally offered the tasting. We would purchase 90% but he would stay on and hold 10%. The market for high end Thai wines had been limited and we would fix that. His 10% was going to be worth a fortune.

Their wines were on par with our existing wines, but not yet priced there, but still this tour was the only way most people could even taste them. Their portions were generous and the selection was broad. We tried all of them. I recalled the one I had tested and it still resonated. The rest were just as good.

A true success on our first stop.

We went on to our second stop and didn't even take the tour. The exact opposite experience. Rude staff. Dirty. Just a mess. We knew those we fixable so we did taste the wines. They matched the rest of the experience. Not up to our standards. Moving on.

In the end, we went to six wineries. Four were must have and Antonio would negotiate aggressively. He would go through shell companies as we didn't want anyone to know the scope of our buying.

The one we would pass on.

The fifth was a maybe. The wines were great but the experience was offputting. It needed investment too. But, and this was important, it was adjacent to the first winery. We would buy it and turn it over to the first winery. We would give him a cut and combine them.

A full but productive day. We ended by going back and actually meeting with Gan, the owner of the first vineyard.

Antonio introduced himself and he laughed.

"Nice of you to introduce yourself but if course I know who you are. You're the most famous vintner in the world. I recognized you earlier in the day, but didn't want to intrude," said Gan.

Turning to Amy and me, he added: "Of course I recognize you too as well. You can't possibly think you can travel incognito anymore."

"Does this mean you're the investors with whom my broker has been negotiating? I certainly hope so. It would be an honor to bring our wines into your family."

Well this was going well. We acknowledged we were and planned on closing the deal.

"Are you in the market for more? Have you been next door?," asked Gan. "Their wines could be amazing but their leadership and their technology is crap. Buy it, fire them all, and I will add the acreage."

Liking him more and more.

In the end that was exactly what we did, but he was a bit surprised when we bought three more and put them under his control as well. We very publicly announced the new ownership as part of our winery family. Interest in the wines spiked. We implemented a program that if you bought any six bottles of our other wine, you could choose one of our Thai wines for free. We knew that would not have to last long. Once you tasted them, you were hooked. They became our entry level wines at around $2K per bottle. We edged our other wines up. At that price point, buyers were not that price sensitive.

We spent a few more days being tourists and it is truly a beautiful country. We all agreed we'd come back and visit other countries in this part of Asia.

What an exciting and successful trip to Thailand. We needed to come back and explore more but we had to get moving. The first race of the Class 1 boat season was in two weeks in Abu Dhabi and the girls were rusty. Really rusty. They'd been practicing but we had been traveling a lot and Hayden was taking a ton of time. We'd arranged it so Jenny was crossing the Atlantic in the 475, with the girl's big race boat in the garage. Oliver and Charlotte hadn't come to Thailand with us, because they were with Jenny as her crew. She could have done it solo, but we all thought a cross Atlantic cruise should have someone with them. I'm guessing they had a fun time. Even at 80 knots, it was a five day trip. Oh, did I mention the latest upgrade where they could sustain 80 knots on solar? After Dubai, the next race is later in the same month at Sochi on the Black Sea. Our three maritime crew members were going to go there next, after enjoying a few weeks cruising the Mediterranean. Why not? Before they did, though, we were all going to Monaco to gamble at the Casino Monte Carlo.

We arrived at the Dubai airport and went through customs at the FBO. Like all airports that are new to us, the BFP got a lot of attention. Our largest Florida helicopter was waiting for us, as it had ridden across on the 475. Jenny had hired a pilot to ferry it to the FBO and likely would ferry it back after the race. She told a hilarious story about landing at the FBO in a helicopter with US markings, and a range of less than 500nm. It caused quite a bit of confusion until she showed that she had properly cleared customs at the port and the helicopter came from our 'yacht'. They were used to the ultrawealthy. I doubt they were used to 475 foot yachts. She also said it REALLY confused customs when they came on board and there were only three people. They insisted on searching the whole ship. She said that she and Oliver and Charlotte had made a nice lunch while they did and when they were done, and entirely confused, fed them all. That was nice.

Our immediate family has less problem traveling now as we have diplomatic passports. Yep, we do. It's pretty easy to argue that Chris should have one, and you know, we're family. The mid-terms hadn't happened yet, but the current douche thought he could woo Chris and she made it a requirement. It's our house joke. She actually has a title of Special Envoy in the administration.

Anyway, back to the race. The girls spent the week on the water. Hours and hours of practice to refine their partnership. They're a natural pair, and have a ball doing it. They caused QUITE a stir the first few days, as they showed up at the boat in their tankinis. This is a big no-no on Dubai, and the police were actually called. It was an interesting standoff, as they do hold diplomatic passports. They could have deported them, but even the UAE is hesitant to deport a US Special Envoy, particularly when that 11 year old is favored to win the race. It was global attention and a number of papers and magazines used an amazing picture, which showed the girls on the left side, with Chris in a neon yellow tankini and Leslie in a hot pink tankini and three military offices on the right. The lead officer is red faced with anger and the other two are in full riot gear and holding riot shields. Seriously. Riot shields for two 11 year olds in tankinis. The various headlines were hilarious and biting. Go girls.

Yeah, we knew they were going to do it. We talked about it and they were passionate about it. They were willing to risk the race over it. How could we argue against it? They're powerful young women.

Finally it was race day. They were heavily favored and lived up to their billing. They didn't just win, they dominated. This was likely their last season in the class, as the global travel was a challenge with their other responsibilities and interests, so they wanted to go out on top. They'd talked about the US based Unlimited class. Very similar, just not the world travel. It was cool though. Venice, Dubai, Sochi. Oh, I guess I didn't mention they won the Venice race earlier. Fun to win near our home. Although I guess 'home' doesn't narrow much down, does it? The President of the UAE, Khalifa bin Zayed Al Nahyan, was in attendance. As you can imagine, that caused a stir. The next amazing picture that went around the world was the Shiekh shaking Chris' hand, with Leslie standing next to her. In deference to the Shiekh, they were just slightly more modest, in Speedo kneeskin one-piece suits. Slightly. They still showed their shoulders, which is taboo in public. It's OK on a beach or a hotel pool, but that's not where they were. It was a very positive picture.

After the race, we went back through the Suez canal and over to Monaco.


My name is Bob, just Bob

Doesn't have the same ring to it, does it. Maybe someday I'll buy a country and I can be our 007. Ok, maybe not.

We arrived in Monaco, as planned. We came into the Port Hercule, which is right in the middle of the principality. They could not reasonably accommodate our boat, given its size, but agreed to our anchoring in the port. I doubt we were the first oversize yacht to hit Monaco, so they were prepared. Jenny had arranged for security to be on the boat when we were not, and they would ferry us to the casino in the tenders. Such planning. We'd taken a suite at the hotel, just so we had a place to change. We were prepared for it. Their dress code wasn't as high-end as the James Bond movies implied, but all the men and boys had suits and all the women and girls had very nice dresses. Jenny had even arranged a 'hair team' to do the women and girl's hair and to shave the men properly. Remember the Bahamas? That's where we came up with the idea. We also sent all our clothes out to be pressed. We had a wonderful late lunch and played in the pool at the hotel for most of the afternoon.

I'm sure that you already thought of the problem with kids in casinos. The minimum age in most casinos was 18 or even 21, and Monte Carlo was no different. This was a rare time that we used money to break the rules. It seems that if you make a $10M deposit into the casino bank and make a commitment for your group to try their hardest to lose it all, your group is welcome in the casino. Funny how that works. Each of the kids would be with an adult, but we didn't expect much of a hassle. Even Chris looked pretty regal all dressed up, so most people would just assume she was a small adult. It's probably the most accurate description of her anyway! Ruby was a stretch, but, you know, money.

The casino was very happy with us, as we suck at gambling. I guess we should have read a book. We chewed through the first $5M in about an hour. Oh, we were having fun and it isn't like it matter to us. Skill appeared to be inversely proportional to age, as the youngest kids, Terry, Renee, and Ruby, were up almost a million. Yes, these three elementary school kids had taken the casino for a million. I found them at the craps table, aggressively betting and taking turns rolling the dice. There was a huge crowd, but it literally parted for me. I guess anonymity is out the window, isn't it?

"Kids, how the hell are you doing so well?," I asked, quietly.

"It's just not that hard," said Renee. "Once you understand the concepts and the math behind it, you can play the house even and the risk is near zero. You add in just a touch of luck and you're up a million, give or take."

Did I mention she is nine? They decided to quit and walk around with me. They each leaned over and grabbed a chip. A $100K chip. I'm pretty sure that either Renee or Ruby or both flashed the crowd, as there was a collective gasp, and they hadn't picked up the chips yet. Yeah, even our littlest are gasp worthy.

When they tried to hand the chips to the dealer as a tip, it caused quite a commotion. The croupier insisted she could not accept tips that large, but the kids were insistent. A man in a tux, who must have been a manager, came over to see what was going on, and the young woman explained that the kids had won a lot, but were trying to tip her three $100K chips. He started to say something, then realized I was with them. I just nodded to him.

"It's OK, Lanelle," he said, which got a shocked look from her. The kids pushed the tip into her hand and we turned to walk away. Before we could, each child got a hug from Lanelle. Quite a hug. Well, I get it.

"That was fun," said Terry, and the girls agreed. "It would be so easy to make a killing here."

"You think you could duplicate that at another game?", I asked.

"Oh sure," said Ruby. "Craps is one of the easier ones, but blackjack is a cash machine."

"Prove it," I said. They all laughed and we wandered until we found a no limit table. They climbed up on three stools, which took some effort, given they're small. They took the three end seats and four adults took the others. I'm pretty sure I recognized them from the craps table. I just stood behind to watch. What I didn't know was that at this casino, other people could bet on your hand. Before the dealing started, they'd just lean over and put a bet next to yours. Two well-dressed women took up a position on my right and a man in a tux took a position to my left. Damn, fine looking people too. The kids started playing and within a hand or two started winning pretty quickly. Their stake each started to grow, and they're getting got bigger. That's when the two women and the man started betting too. Oh, they're not stupid. After about 45 minutes, there was another crowd, as they were each up a million. The same manager was watching, but I'd been checking and even with the kids winning, our family was about even, so the house wasn't really upset. Particularly since the kids were clearly a draw for high rollers that wanted to play at their table. The cast of four at the table was everchanging and they were losing. Big.

Finally the kids were about done with blackjack. I stopped the dealer and asked if I could get three markers. I asked for three at $5M a piece. He looked at the manager, who just smiled and nodded. I put one on each child and the play started.

Oh, they won. You knew they did, didn't you. The manager just looked at me and shrugged. The kids didn't even need to tell me what to do. They handed me my original stake, and took the three new $5M chits and try to hand them to the dealer. He started to refuse, but the manager nodded at him, and he was CLEARLY confused. The crowd gasped, but that just seemed to happen a lot. Finally, the dealer took them and just stood there stunned. The kids scooped their chips into cups and we walked away. The night was late, so that was it for us and and we met and headed back to the 475. I'm sure there are other stories to tell.

Amai did show us the homepage of the local paper the next morning and translated it for us. There was a big picture of the kids handing the markers to the dealer, who looked stunned. It went on to say that the dealer had 'retired'. Well, $15M will do that for you. They interviewed the Managing Director of the casino and it was clear that even though they took the $15M hit, he loved it. Just traveling the world, making people rich.


Amy had some fun and it wasn't gambling

Yeah, Amy here. Oh I gambled, but I lost big. Mostly because I wanted to fuck people. Hard to see the correlation isn't it.

Well, here's how it worked. I guess I was kind of buying sex, in a round about way. The way it worked was I would target someone that appealed to me. Man, woman, or couple. I'd go up to whatever they were playing and get involved. Watch them for a bit, strike up a conversation, see if I felt an spark that there was interest. There was, more often than not. I'd make sure they were staying here, as, you know, we needed a place to fuck. Oh, I'm not stupid. I went up with someone else from our group. Sometimes Tom. Sometimes Jess. Stella. Antonio. Chris.

Oh, you caught that. Sure, sometimes I tempted them with puffies. If the spark felt right, I'd lose a time or two and show a little frustration. They'd usually be supportive. Then I used my catch line.

"I know I'm going to win this, whatever. Craps, blackjack, roulette, whatever," I'd say. "I'm so confident, if I lose we'll go up to your room and all fuck."

Two things could happen. They could look shocked, in which case I'd just say "oh, I was kidding" or they'd smile and say something like "sounds good" or "sure hope you lose". Most of them didn't realize I was going to lose. Craps I bet on something stupid. Blackjack I took the extra card. Roulette, I bet on one number. I suspect most of them saw me trying to lose, but were OK with it.

The idea was spontaneous, and the first time I did it, I probably shouldn't have, because I was with Chris. It was an attractive, well-dressed couple, probably in their late thirties. When I made the remark, it got a response from the woman.

"All of us?," she said, staring straight at Chris.

"All of us," replied Chris. I'm pretty sure I saw the man's cock bounce.

Then I won. Unbelievable. I won on a specific number in roulette. The disappointment was probably obvious on all our faces.

"Well, that was both fortunate and unfortunate," I said. "Let it ride." I gave them a smile, and got wattage back. The croupier thought I was nuts, but I needed to lose and lose I did.

"Lead the way," said Chris and they did. To a very nice suite. We told them to sit on the bed, then Chris and I undressed each other. She dropped to her knees and got me off with her tongue. I was so close I went off almost instantly. We motioned to them and traded places and they undressed each other. He dropped to his knees and got her off. How thoughtful of him. They were both toned and gorgeous. Chris and I were laying back on the bed and they climbed up our bodies. He climbed up mine, kissing his way up. She climbed up Chris, getting her off, twice, first. They were grinding each other and going over and over, while he was gently making love to me. I started bouncing and he got the idea. While he was pounding me, he asked where he should cum.

"On them," was my reply. Oh, he did, very much so. Covered them, giving Chris and me the opportunity to show our cleanup skills. While we were, Chris did her wiggle, and he pushed right in. He didn't last long, and pulled out and added more to the cleanup.

So we did. With that, we dressed and left, leaving them naked on the bed.

I wonder what their names were?

I won't tell any more stories for now, but let's just say once we got back on the 475, Bob didn't just get sloppy seconds, or thirds, or fourths. Oh yeah.

Now we're off to our resort in France. Oh boy.



Characters in the stories

Chapters


All
All
All
All
All
6,8,14-on
2,29,32,33
3,18,30,31,33
3,6,8-10,15-18,21,23,26-28,31-33
5,8,15,16,17,29,31,33
5,8,16,17,31,33
5,8,16,17,27,31,33
5,8,16,17,27,31,33
5,8,16,17,29,31,33
5,7,8,16,17,27,31,33
5,7,8,16,17,27,31,33
5,7,11,31,32,33
6,14,16-19,24,27,28,29,31,32,33
6,14,16-19,24,27,28,29,31,32,33
6,7,16-19,27,31,32,33
6,16-19,24,27,31,32,33
7,8,23,27,33
7,8,23,27,33
9,10,15-18,27,32,33
9,10,15-18,27,32,33
16,33
16,33
17,18,24,27,31,32,33
19,21,23,26-30,32,33
22,32,33
24,29,32,33
27,33
27,33
30,31,33
30,31,33
30,31,33
33
33
33
33
33
33

Name


Bob
Amy
Morgan
Orlando
Leslie
Chris
Mika
Jenny
Juanita
Lance
Linda
Clay
Cindy
Matt
Terry
Renee
Curt
Gabriel (Gabe)
Ruby
Jesse
Julia
Antonio
Stella
Tom
Jess
Anurat
May
Noah
Amai
Max
Luna
Marcel
Margot
Charlotte
Oliver
Charley
Amelia
Meg
Dan
Beth
Denny
Alex

Age


23
20
16
13
11
11
11
44
29
41
36
11
9
27
9
9
20
11
8
43
43
46
40
36
34
Forties
Forties
11
21
7
22
Seventies
Seventies
25
27
Early 50s
18
18
12
9
18
18

Description


Dad
Mom
The oldest of the new kids
The middle child and the only boy
The youngest
Adopted daughter
Sota and Masako's youngest daughter
Co-captain for the big cruise
Family personal trainer and more
Co-owner, classic car restoration in Clearwater
Co-owner, classic car restoration in Clearwater
Lance and Linda's son
Lance and Linda's daughter
Co-owner, classic car restoration in Clearwater
Matt's son
Matt's daughter
Commercial manager, furniture dealer
Juanita's brother
Juanita's sister
Juanita's Dad
Juanita's Mom
Italian Vinter
Antonio's wife
Flight instructor
Flight instructor
Paris Thai restaurant owner
Paris Thai restaurant owner
Chris' new friend
The family social secretary
Ruby's guest
Part-time family assistant
Nudist resort owners
Nudist resort owners
Montreal caretaker
Montreal caretaker and Charlotte's brother
Oliver and Charlotte's Dad
BBF grant reviewer
BBF grant assistant
Meg's brother
Meg's sister
BBF grant reviewer
BBF grant reviewer

Stats


6'2" - 165, swimmer's body, 6 inch cut average cock
5'1" - 110, bright red hair, D cup
5'5" - 120, dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
5'0" - 100, dirty blonde, 6 inch cut thick cock
4'6" - 80, brown hair, flat chested
4'11" - 80, slim, glorious puffy nipples
4'8" - bedding breasts, big puffy nipples
5'7" - Solid but not fat, D cup
5'9" - athletic, petite, D cup, 5 inch cock
6'2" - reasonably fit, average cock
5'5" - healthy but not fat, firm C cup
5'1" - skinny, cute, 4 inch uncut cock
4'8" - skinny, smaller version of Clay, flat
6'0" - average in every day, including a 5 1/2 inch cut cock
4'11" - average, 3 inch cut cock
4'10" - average, just a hint of puffies
6'4" - 225, Black, thin and regal, 9 inch uncut cock
5'0" - 90, cute, 4 inch cock
4'11" - 85, sexy, flat
5'11" - 175, Vin Diesel, but with short hair, 6 inch average cock
5'6" - 125, stunning, D cup on a small frame
6'3" - 220, well-endowed
5'8" - voluptuous, A cup
6'0" - 175, trim, 7 inch thick and cut
5'9" - 140, small B cup, runner's body
 
 
5'7" - thin, 5 inch average cock. Big balls
5'4" - beautiful, petite, B cup, 6 inch uncut thick cock
4'8, mixed, 60, 5 uncut.
5'5" - 120, strong, Swedish, C cup
6'1" - thin, regal, white hair, 6 inch average cock
5'7" - thin, D cup, amazing shape, firm breasts
5'6" - French, sexy as hell, simply beautiful, B cup
6'2" - French, dark, handsome, 7 inch thick uncut cock
6'1" - French hunk, older version of Oliver, with some Charlotte thrown in. 8 inch thick cock
5'1" - Size 0, A cups, blonde
5'6" - Auburn redhead, C cups, beautiful
5'5" - Could be Meg's male twin. 5 inch thick cock
5'0" - Strawberry blonde, cute, puffies
5'8" - black, swimmer's body,
5'11" - 200, ripped, Hispanice

End of Chapter