Family Cruise

The question isn't who will let you; it's who will stop me. ––– Ayn Rand

Part 11

Calvin blinked awake in an unfamiliar dimly lit room with the sole light coming from a partially open bathroom door. He immediately knew he was back on the ship since he could feel it moving although he wasn't exactly clear how he got there.

He tried to arise only to find his arms and legs entangled with others, both men and women, none of whom he immediately recognized. When he turned his head, he found himself staring into a smoothly shaved pussy topped with the C=Ɔ brand gaping open just inches from his nose. Even in the low light, he could see the drying sperm glistening on the edges of her cunt entry, asshole and upper leg. The pungent aroma of cum and pussy juice and piss with the faintest hint of her asshole sent an electric–like shock directly to his already throbbing cock.

Before doing anything else though, he needed to piss...urgently.

After a few moments, and some careful repositioning of arms and legs, Calvin managed to finally slip to his feet on the side of the bed. While a few of the still–sleeping people murmured slightly, no one seemed to awaken.

He quickly padded to the bathroom and pushed open the door only to stop in his tracks. A skinny young red–haired woman sat on the toilet casually pinching her practically nonexistent pierced pink nipples with her right hand while waving the fingers of her left back and forth in the steady flow of her piss splashing in the water below.

“Oh...excuse me...I didn't mean...,” he stammered, taking a step back and moving to close the door behind him.

“Oh hi,” she smiled cheerfully at Calvin while continuing to wiggle her fingers in the flow of her piss. “No problem. I'm almost done and you are more than welcome to come in.”

As she spoke, she raised the hand from between her legs to suck each piss–soaked finger into her mouth in turn and winked at him. Calvin recognized her as a crew member from the C=Ɔ brand above her hairless pussy mound although he didn't remember seeing her before. He hesitated for a moment before stepping into the small bathroom to stand close enough she reached out and took his throbbing cock into her piss and spittle–coated hand.

“If you're in a hurry, you can piss right between my legs and all over my pussy. I like the warm wet feeling striking my clit and flowing between my puffy lips,” she grinned at him while thumbing the throbbing tip of his cock, confirming his expectation of insatiable kinkiness from anyone sporting that brand. “Or, come closer and I'll suck your cock until you fill my mouth with your cum and you can then wash your sperm down my throat with your piss or the other way around, whichever way you prefer.”

When he shuffled a little closer, she licked the tip of his cock then down the throbbing length until she could take his balls into her mouth. By then she finished pissing but kept fingering herself with one hand as she fumbled for his asshole with the other.

Calvin didn't really need to make a decision. His overflowing bladder did that for him. When he nudged his cock slightly forward, the woman, really not much older than a teenage girl, immediately took the tip into her mouth and rolled her eyes up to look at him.

Before his cock was even halfway into her mouth, a torrent of his piss splashed against the back of her throat so forcefully some gushed out of her nose and the corners of her lips. The young woman gagged and sputtered but kept his dick in her mouth even after the last drop of his piss dribbled on to her tongue.

“Now the tasty creamier stuff,” the young woman murmured, momentarily taking his dick from her mouth while gently squeezing his balls with one hand and probing his asshole with a finger from the other.

With that, she swallowed his still–rigid cock again until the head punched against the back of her throat. When her fingertip found his prostate, he instinctively pushed his hips forward, going as far down her throat as his dick reached. She pulled her head back until her lips barely held the tip of his dick, rolled her eyes up to look at him and took him as deep as he could go again.

Calvin placed both hands on the back of her head and began unreservedly face fucking the young woman harder and faster when he felt the initial tingling of an orgasm quickly growing in his balls. As soon as he felt a second finger slide into his asshole to press against his prostate, he closed his eyes, his entire body quivering on the verge of cumming in the young woman's mouth and throat.

“Hurry the fuck up, Katie,” a man closer to Calvin's age than the woman's called out from the doorway, “I need to piss really bad.”

The young woman kept sucking Calvin while she turned her body toward the guy, motioning for him to enter and spreading her legs even wider to invite him to piss on her gaping pussy. The guy apparently understood, stepping close enough Katie could reach his cock with the hand she had held Calvin's balls. Almost immediately, his piss began to flow.

Rather than direct his flow between her legs, she started on her face, including Calvin's cock and balls, before moving the torrent down across her tiny tits to end splashing on her rather elongated clit and through her yawning pussy slit. At that point, her body shuddered and Calvin's cum erupted into her mouth.

Without the benefit of the little blue pills, Calvin's cock deflated quickly in the young woman's mouth and slipped out from between her lips. The other guy simply stepped back, nodded his head at them both without a word and left the bathroom. The young woman smiled at Calvin while wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

“I do hope to see you again before the end of this cruise,” she told him, getting to her feet and giving him a passionate tongue–twirling kiss before handing him a towel, “and you might need this to get back to your stateroom if you can't find your clothes.”

•••••

As Calvin approached his cabin, he saw Skylar and Marta passionately kissing and openly fondling each other in the doorway to Marta's next door. Through the open door, Calvin could see her young daughters swarming their naked father on the bed, with seven–year–old Ursula grinding her smooth hairless pussy into his face while her nine–year–old sister licked and sucked his rock–hard six–inch–long cock.

“Don't you think you should take that inside?” he asked with a grin, reaching out to brush his hands over both their bare asses under the sundresses they wore the day before to the nude beach.

“We're just finishing up so we can go to the clothing optional pool,” Marta grinned at him, reaching over to take his stiffening cock in her hand through the towel secured round his waist, “unless you'd like to come in and cum in one or more of us.”

“Thanks but I need a shower and a break,” he smiled back at her and split her pussy lips with a fingertip under her sundress. “I'll be more than pleased to take you and all of your family up on that offer a little later.”

“Suit yourself,” Marta replied, giving Skylar a final tongue–lashing kiss before disappearing into her own cabin, “all of us are always ready for anything and everything you might want to do.”

“Is your grandmother in our cabin?” Calvin asked, turning to his eight–year–old granddaughter.

“I don't know since I haven't been inside yet,” she answered, using her passkey to open the door for them both.

The pungent aroma and unmistakable squelching sounds of sex struck them as soon as they stepped into the cabin. The three preteen boys Joyce brought back from the nude beach the evening before were still there. Joyce was on her hands and knees sucking one of the boys while a second relentlessly pounded her cunt from behind. The third lay panting next to them, his deflated cock still glistening with spittle and spent sperm.

“Hi, Nana, having fun?” Skylar grinned as she stepped next to her grandmother and reached under Joyce to finger her clit and the young boy's balls.

Joyce turned toward Skylar just as the preteen's watery cum erupted from his cock, spraying her face and hair. Skylar just giggled and rubbed Joyce's clit faster with the boy's balls bouncing against her hand. A moment later, he grunted his cum into the fifty–three–year–old's cunt and slumped on to her back before rolling off to the side. Joyce rolled on to her back and grinned up at Skylar and Calvin with a steady flow of spent cum seeping from her asshole and cunt to join that coating her face and tits and pussy.

“I'm having a great time,” she answered her granddaughter before pushing herself up to a sitting position and brushing some dried flake of cum from her left nipple. “How about you?”

“I think it's fair to say we've all had a very fulfilling and entertaining night,” Calvin interjected, leaning over to swirl his tongue around his wife's outside of their mouths. “Now I need a shower.”

“Me too, Poppy,” Skylar grinned, shrugging her sundress off her shoulders and taking his half–hard dick in her hand, “and maybe just a little taste of your cock and cum before we go to the nude pool.”

•••••

Neither Joyce nor Skylark was subtle about their intentions while dressing for the clothing–optional pool. Both left the fronts of the sheer robes that barely reached past their practically bare asses untied over their most revealing bikinis.

“You both might as well be naked walking through the ship,” Calvin groused goodnaturedly as Joyce stuffed the last of towels and lotion in a large bag.

“Maybe I should ask Captain Henry if it would be alright to walk around naked after today,” Skylar grinned as he pulled the bottom of her bikini up until most of it vanished in her pussy slit. “He just might agree if I play with his cock and balls when I ask.”

“If he says it alright, it's fine with me,” Calvin laughed in response as he fondled his eight–year–old granddaughter's smooth pussy mound.

“I'll gladly walk around naked with you if he says so,” Joyce chimed in with a devilish smile. “I bet we can attract all sorts of men and boys as well as women and girls.”

“Neither one of you can get enough cock or pussy, can you?” Calvin laughed and adjusted the top of his wife's bikini so the upper edges of her dark brown areolas were clearly visible, “You know I can't.”

They were still giggling together as they exited their cabin and ran right into Marta, her husband and their preteen daughters. If anything, they wore even less than Joyce and Skylar.

Arne was probably the most modestly attired in a skintight Speedo that clung to every curve and crevice and bump of his thin half–hard cock and ball sac.

Marta's see–through mesh bikini simply emphasized her hard nipples and framed her hairless pussy mound and slightly gaping lips.

Their daughters didn't wear tops at all, just tiny thong–like panties that barely covered their still smooth hairless mounds. With just the slightest bit of definition, nine–year–old Karla's tits were beginning to hint at the tits that were soon to come.

“Can I take off my top too, Nana?” Skylar asked when she saw Karla and Ursula's bare nipples.

“I don't see why not,” Joyce grinned wickedly as she helped Skylar remove the top that was barely there, “this thing hardly covered your nipples anyway.”

The three giggling girls ran ahead while Calvin, Joyce, Arne and Marta followed at a more leisurely pace. They found the girls chatting excitedly with Chuck, the shuttle driver from the previous day, at the entrance to the clothing–optional pool next to a pointed sign.

Pool Reserved Exclusively For

Nude Sunbathing and Swimming

When at Sea Between Ports

“Tell him we're allowed to go in, Nana,” Skylar pleaded with Joyce as the four adults approached.

“I was just telling the girls they need to be accompanied by an adult when entering this pool area,” Chuck grinned happily with his half–hard dick pressing out against his speedo, “just like any adult needs to be with a kid under twelve.”

“Why is that, Chuck?” Joyce cooed, moving close enough to brush her hand over his cock through the skimpy fabric.

“Pretty simple, actually,” he replied while casually sliding his hand inside her bikini bottom to finger her entry hole. “Captain Henry and Cole want this pool restricted strictly to families that play together. Kids need to be with an adult to be assured they are allowed to be here and adults must be accompanied by a kid under twelve to keep out non–participants and voyeurs.”

“Makes sense,” Calvin agreed, giving his wife a tender swat on her ass as she leaned forward to slip Chuck's cock from his speedo to her mouth. “We'll see you inside later.”

“Oh fuck,” he heard Chuck call out even before he, Marta, Arne and the kids were all the way inside the pool area.

When he looked around once inside, Calvin realized they were earlier than most others. There were perhaps twenty–five or thirty adults and kids of various ages arrayed around the pool and in the water. All of them were naked and he immediately saw an adult man with his face buried between the legs of a girl no older than six or seven while a heavy–set woman with big tits and a hairy pussy openly masturbated while telling him in explicit detail what the little girl liked most.

“Oh, this is going to be so much fun,” Marta cried out delightedly as she stepped out of her bikini bottom and stripped off the top just steps inside the entry door then walked toward a woman who was idly fondling two little boys barely out of diapers.

The girls immediately stripped too, leaving Arne and Calvin to pick up the bikinis and robes before finding some chaise loungers together. After getting themselves a cold beer, Calvin and Arne lay down to watch what was going on while casually stroking themselves.

As more people arrived, the level of activity picked up considerably. Right next to them on Arne's side, a guy who looked well under thirty lay on a chaise lounger while a little girl around nine or ten rode his stiff dick and an even younger boy rammed his thin three–inch–long cock in and out of the guy's mouth. On his other side, a woman who appeared to be with them fingered her shaved pussy with one hand while pulling and pinching her pink nipples with the other.

“Oh, Mommy, I'm starting to tingle,” the little girl cried out as she bounced up and down on the guy's dick faster and faster.

“That's good baby, keep going up and down faster on your uncle's cock until you feel him fill you with his creamy cum,” the woman replied as she stood, continuing to finger herself right next to the girl's face, “and I'll make you tingle more when I lick you clean.”

Both Calvin and Arne stroked themselves a little faster watching the girl and listening to her mother give her instructions. When the woman noticed, she smiled brightly at them.

“Would one or both of you like a turn with my daughter or son after my brother cums inside her?” she asked casually as some of her pussy juices dribbled through her fingers to streak down the inside of her right thigh. “We want as many men as possible to cum in and on our kids and women to lick and suck them too.”

When Arne sat up and brushed his hand up the inside of her left thigh, she spread her legs to give him ready access to her pussy and leaned forward to take his cock into her mouth. Calvin just sat back slowly stroking his throbbing dick as he watched all of Arne's cock quickly vanish into her mouth and throat.

“Hey, old man, were you looking for this?” a woman's giggling voice brought Calvin out of his revelry.

Calvin turned his head to see Katie, the girl from the bathroom earlier that morning, walking toward him with his shorts in one hand and holding a little boy's hand in her other. A silver bar glistened in each of her pink nipples atop her tiny, almost flat tits.

“You forgot your shorts and ID,” she continued, stopping next to Calvin while licking her lips and looking at this stiff cock. “You might find the ID handy for things like getting in your stateroom.”

“Thank you,” Calvin replied, shifting around to face her and the boy whose three–inch–long uncut cock stood straight out from his body, “and who do we have here?”

“He tells me his name is Josh and he's looking for his parents,” Katie went on as she absentmindedly tweaked her left nipple with her free hand. “So I told him we could look around for a little while before I kidnap him and tie him down on the bed in my room.”

“I don't think she's serious but look out if she wants to take you to the bathroom,” Calvin laughed as he brushed his right hand up the outside of Katie's left thigh.

“Oh, don't worry about that for a little while,” Katie giggled again and gently stroked the eight or nine–year–old boy's stiff dick. “I ran into him while we were both pissing.”

“There you are,” a thirtish–looking blonde said loudly as she rushed up to hug Josh, “I've been looking all over for you.”

She turned out to be his mother and thanked Katie profusely for finding her son. As she did so, she quite lecherously looked over both Katie and Calvin. As she took the boy's hand, she turned back to them both, telling them she, her husband and daughter were situated on the other side of the pool and they should come over to get thanked more substantively.

“She does have a nice ass but I'm partial to cocks,” Katie grinned as she sat down next to Calvin and took his stiff dick in her hand. “How about cumming in my pussy and then you can wash my cunt out with your piss in the shower right over there.”

Calvin grinned and flopped on to his back. Katie straddled his hips and slowly lowered herself down until he was as deep in her tight cunt canal as he could go. She rode him slowly, keeping him on the edge of cumming through two of her own orgasms. She loudly shrieked a third when his cum finally erupted deep inside her to the cheers and lewd commentary of a dozen or so adults and kids standing in a circle around them.

After he swallowed another little blue pill, Calvin wandered around the pool area as his dick stiffened again. The number of variations and combinations of men and women, boys and girls, sucking and fucking was almost more than he could comprehend. There was no hesitation on anyone's part as far as he could see. The best part was that the same situation would continue for the remainder of the time they were at sea.

Over the next six days, Calvin lost count of the little girls or their mothers that he fucked and sucked and the young boys and their fathers who sucked him. He only saw Skylar and Joyce in passing, usually when one of them came to the stateroom to shower.

Twice he walked in on Joyce fucking a gaggle of boys just past the cusp of puberty. Once Skylar walked in while he was fucking a seven–year–old girl while she sucked her father. His granddaughter stayed around long enough to lick his cum from the girl's dripping cunt and fuck the father when he got hard again.

At one point, Katie directed him to the room where he first pissed in and shot his cum down her throat. The room was used as a permanent, twenty–four–hour–a–day party room for the crew and any passengers of all ages who cared to join them, so there was always someone there looking to suck and fuck.

The final night before they returned to port there was an all–out orgy around the pool, with more adults and kids participating than he had seen the entire week. Alvin made a point of seeking out boys and girls and men and women he didn't think he sucked or fucked previously although he wasn't quite sure he was completely successful. Not that it really mattered since he enjoyed more cocks and pussies ranging in age from five to fifty–five during the cruise than he had in the entirety of his life to that point.

Cole stopped by their stateroom while Calvin, Joyce and Skylar were packing the last of their bags for disembarkation. Although he was fully dressed, Skylar insisted on giving him one last blow job before they reached port and Joyce eagerly helped her.

“I wanted to make sure you had the information about my other dark web sites,” Cole grimaced as Joyce swallowed his dick and Skylar fingered his asshole while sucking his balls. “We are going to have at least one or two all nude, anything goes cruises next year and want to make sure you all join us. Both of them will allow all ages including teenagers but you can only sign–up online with a specific invitation.

“Oh, we wouldn't miss it for anything,” Calvin grinned as he watched Cole's creamy cum shoot on to his wife and granddaughter's faces and into their mouths, “and we'll bring our daughter, Skylar's mother, next time. She's as slutty as both of these two put together and does anything she's told without question.”

•••••

Epilogue

Karen pulled to the curb and jumped out to help with their bags as soon as she spotted them outside at the pick–up area. Calvin smiled seeing the flakes of dried cum in her unkempt hair and the dog collar around her neck.

“Get in the back with me,” he told his twenty–two–year–old daughter, “and get that shift off as soon as your mother starts driving.”

As he expected, Karen had nothing on beneath her sundress. She meekly pulled it off and spread her knees as wide as she could while leaning against the back door of the SUV when her mother started driving them home.

“It looks like you had a pretty good time while we were gone,” Calvin grinned as he carefully examined the various bruises and other marks covering his daughter's body. “Tell us what you've been doing while I finger–fuck you so your pussy will be even wetter and warmer for your mother and daughter by the time we get home.”

“Oh yes, Daddy, finger me until I cum,” Karen moaned, her nipples stiffening and her back arching as Calvin roughly slid three fingers into his daughter's sticky cunt and punched against her g–spot.

By the time they got home, Karen told them all about the boys and their family from next door waiting for her after she dropped them off to go on the cruise. During the two weeks they were gone, the twins, their mother, father and little sister, along with at least a dozen of their other friends, used and abused her unmercifully. She loved every minute of it.

“Go next door and invite the neighbors to come over,” Calvin told Karen while she licked her pussy juices from his hand when they got home. “I want to see those boys and their father fuck you while I lick that ten–year–old's pussy. I want to invite them to join all of us, including you, Karen, for the all–nude, anything–goes cruise next spring.”

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