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

Captain Henry held hands with Karla and Ursula as he led them to the private elevator that would take them to his suite. The bulge pressing from the front of the captain's uniform pants said it all about what he intended to do with the two little girls when they got there. From the way they giggled and laughed as they walked, the seven and nine–year–olds sisters were as impatient to get to his bed as was he.

Calvin hung back a little, his dick stiffening as he watched the way Kurt and Lance were feeling up his wife's ass and pussy under her dress as they walked. He half–expected Joyce to fall to her knees and suck both preteen boys until they filled her mouth with what little watery cum they could produce before they even reached the elevator. He didn't need to ask if she intended to bring them back to their stateroom for the preordained round of all–night and early morning sucking, fucking and general debauchery.

When the elevator door slid open, Calvin could see that Henry's suite was easily equal in size and luxury to Cole's. Caitlin came up behind him before he was a half–dozen steps inside, wrapping her arms around him from behind while fumbling with his belt and already open zipper.

“I got first dibs on your dick,” she murmured into his ear as she pushed his pants and briefs to the floor just steps from the elevator, “before that young cock–sucking, cum–loving slut Julia gets here and slides her teenage cunt and pouty mouth around your cock.”

When Calvin turned to face her, she roughly tore his shirt over his head and rammed her tongue into his mouth. He brushed his hands up under her dress from her hips to her tits, as expected not finding panties or a bra beneath her clingy fabric. Caitlin then grinned, took two steps back and shrugged the dress from her shoulders to stand naked in front of him. His eyes immediately focused on the slightly raised scar tissue of the two–inch wide C=Ɔ brand almost touching the very top of her hairless pussy and gaping slit.

“Didn't that hurt?” he gasped, reaching out to trace the pink mark with a fingertip.

“Like all hell, especially the day after when I sobered up,” Caitlin laughed, guiding him to a nearby chair and pushing him down before licking a drop of precum from the tip of his dick. “Henry made sure I was in the middle of my third consecutive orgasm and was so high on booze and weed I could hardly see straight before he pressed the red–hot iron against me himself right out there on that balcony. I remember seeing the smoke and smelling the burning flesh before I felt the pain.”

“That sounds awful,” Calvin murmured even as his cock hardened in Caitlin's hand and she sucked his left ball. “Why would you do that to yourself?”

“Simple. Henry wanted me to bear his mark. After all he's done for me and Lance, there's nothing I would deny him,” Caitlin told him softly before swirling the tip of her tongue around the head of his throbbing cock. “Lance gets his brand on his sixteenth birthday in the same place above his cock. By then with any luck, I'll have birthed my son's first baby, the way Henry wants, and hopefully be pregnant with the second.”

Calvin placed his hand on her head and Caitlin took that to mean he wanted her to take all of his cock down her throat. A moment later the tip of his dick punched out the side of her throat. She rolled her eyes up to look at him and circled his asshole with a fingertip.

“Yeah...finger fuck...my asshole...god...yeah,” he croaked and thrust his hips against her face.

Three of her fingertips punched against his prostate a few seconds later. His cum erupted into her so hard that some shot out around her lips wrapped around the base of his dick as he unload even more into her mouth.

Caitlin pulled back when his cum stopped filling her mouth even though his cock remained hard thanks to the pill he took before the trek to Henry's suite. She climbed up on him, ramming her cum–coated tongue into his mouth and lashing her tongue with his until it was all dissolved. Then she slumped to the floor and pulled him on top of her. She didn't seem to mind that others had to step around or over them.

“Fuck my cunt, hard and rough, until I cum on your cock,” she told him hoarsely as she pulled her legs up over her head from behind her knees, “then flip me over and fuck me in my asshole until I cum again.”

With her pussy slit and entry hole gaping open, Calvin simply crawled between her legs and pushed his rigid cock into her warm wet channel. Caitlin locked her ankles behind his back and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. While he wasn't about to cum again anytime soon, he pumped her as fast and hard as he could manage. After a few moments, Caitlin began to moan, followed by a steady barrage of obscene language.

“Fuck my sleazy black cunt like the cum–loving slutty whore I am,” she growled into his ear as she thrashed wildly against his cock. “Use me...abuse me...make me...your cock–loving...cum–drinking...ass–licking...piss–guzzling...bitch...for all to see.”

The louder and filthier she talked, the faster and deeper Calvin pound his rigid dick into her. After a few minutes, she made a strangled sound as her entire body tensed and her back arched off the floor, a massive orgasm rippling through every cell in her body.

“Don't...stop...more...harder...deeper...,” she managed to stammer after she momentarily slumped back right before the next climatic wave flooded through her body.

Calvin's sweat soaked her face and tits as he continued pumping his cock into her and she kept having one body–quaking orgasm after another. He didn't even notice the shapely legs standing next to them or the unmistakable pungent aroma of a fully aroused pussy until Caitlin finally collapsed with her eyes closed and her heart racing.

“It's a good thing I brought more pills, just in case,” Julia giggled and stepped out of the soaked patch of fabric which passed for a bikini bottom and reeked of her sex before bending forward to ram her tongue into his mouth.

•••••

By the time Calvin had his next orgasm, he had fucked eighteen–year–old Julia to two climaxes through her cunt and asshole and his cock was on the verge of flooding her mouth. It helped that he was kneeling over her while Caitlin pushed the tip of her tongue into his asshole and gently squeezed his balls. Julia gagged and sputtered but held his cock in her throat until he finished cumming and slumped back on the floor. After lashing tongues with Caitlin to share his cum, Julia went off to find them some cold drinks while Calvin looked around the large lavishly appointed suite.

The room was hardly quiet, filled with various moans, groans and the aroma of spent sperm mixed with pussy juices and sweat.

In a far corner, Calvin saw Joyce on a sofa with twelve–year–old Lance and eleven–year–old Kurt standing in front of her as she alternated between sucking their cocks. From the dried cum he could see glistening on her pussy and tits, he assumed she was getting at least one of the boys hard for a second climax. Knowing his wife, and how much longer boys that age would last the second and third time around, he expected to see her riding one of those dicks while the other filled her ass before long.

A little closer, Marta had twelve–year–old Colin's dick in her mouth while she bounced up and down enthusiastically on Cole's. Right across from them, Shiv and Gina hungrily licked and gulped down the cum spurting from Arne's dick.

“Isn't that just so fucking hot,” Caitlin murmured into his ear while slowly stroking his cock from behind and humping her dripping pussy against his leg. “Just look at the young boys and girls so eagerly licking pussy, sucking cocks and getting filled with warm creamy cum.”

“My wife certainly seems to be enjoying your son's dick,” Calvin told her, sliding two fingers through her pussy slit soaked with his cum and her musky juices. “She does have a thing for boys right on the cusp of, or just starting to, cum.”

“Hmm, I can understand why,” Caitlin murmured and flicked the tip of her tongue across the head of his dick. “I fuck him almost every day while Henry watches then licks his spent sperm from my cunt. Henry's training him to last through two of my orgasms before he shoots his cum inside me or any other girl or woman or man or boy. He almost made it last night after fucking your sweet young granddaughter to two shrieking orgasms.”

With his cock throbbing again, Calvin pushed Caitlin on her back and dove between her legs to lick her dripping pussy. She grabbed his hair, clamped her knees around his ears and began thrashing wildly.

“Oh fuck yeah, eat my scummy scuzzy cunt,” she shouted loudly while holding his face tightly against her pussy, “make me cum like the cheap cock–loving, pussy–eating, piss–drinking, ass–licking pig I am. Fuck me, fill me, with your fingers and cock, breed me like the bitch–in–heat I always am who never says no to any hard cock or wet pussy.”

At that point, Caitlin's climax exploded on his face. She screeched incoherently as she thrashed until the last vestiges of her orgasm faded away. She slumped back still holding him by his hair and grinned.

“I mean it, too, every word,” she smiled devilishly. “I'll do everything I said with you, your wife and your granddaughter and anything else you or they want to do and with me and my body. Nothing you can think of or even imagine is off limits for me...absolutely nothing at all.”

As Caitlin lay back with her eyes closed for a moment, Calvin looked around, wondering what happened to Julia and the drinks she was supposedly getting for them. He saw her almost immediately near the wet bar licking Skylar's pussy while his granddaughter sucked Jason with Beth.

“It looks like Julia will be a while,” he grinned at Caitlin, taking her hand in his and getting to his feet. “Let's go see what else is going on.”

“I know just where to start,” Caitlin giggled and gave his barely deflated dick a gentle squeeze.

She led him down a short hallway toward an open door. Even before they got there, Calvin heard little girls giggling and squealing and realized Caitlin was taking him to the bedroom she shared with Henry. Even so, his cock came to full attention as soon as they stepped into that room.

Nine–year–old Karla was bouncing up and down on Henry's cock, taking every bit of his thick six–inch–length deep inside her young cunt each time she came all the way down and barely keeping the cut head between her smooth tight entry hole edges at the top of each thrust. Karla was quivering all over with Henry's thumb rubbing her clit, clearly on the verge of her little girl orgasm. The sheen of sweat and drying cum covering her body indicated the impending climax was most likely not her or his first of the night. Her seven–year–old sister energetically rubbed her smooth pussy slit back and forth across Henry's face and extended tongue, her juices adding to the spittle smeared on his lip and nose and beard.

“My pussy gets so wet watching him suck and fuck little girls or boys, the younger the hotter,” Caitlin murmured hoarsely into Calvin's ear while starting to stroke his throbbing cock again. “Let's get closer.”

Caitlin tugged him nearer by his cock, her sudden urgency causing his dick to twitch in her hand. When they stopped next to the bed, Calvin could see Henry's dick was stopping about an inch short of being completely buried in Karla, clearly as deep as he could go in her still–developing cunt channel. A light froth of the nine–year–old's pussy juices mixed with his cum and precum was building up around the base of Henry's dick and coated his balls.

“This is one reason,” Caitlin grinned, scooped some of the gummy mixture from around Henry's dick and sucked her finger clean, “and it's even tastier licking and sucking his spent sperm out of such a sweet tight prepubescent pussy after he completely fills her with his cum.”

“Hi...Calvin,” Karla stammered weakly as she looked up and smiled wanly at him when her entire body began to tremble, “I'm...I'm...starting...to cum...now.”

With that she seemed to go into a convulsion, shrieking incoherently and bouncing even faster on Henry's dick. About thirty seconds later, she rolled off to one side hardly able to breathe.

Caitlin immediately pounced on Henry's dick, gulping the entire six inches into her throat with one motion. She sucked him hungrily for a moment before looking up with a smile and holding his dick out to Calvin.

“Do take a taste while I clean her cunt,” she encouraged him in a sultry voice. “The flavor of a little girl's pussy and juices mixed with a grown man's cum on a rigid cock is just so intoxicating.”

Remembering the taste of his cum seeping from Karla's pussy into his mouth earlier that morning, Calvin bent forward and swirled the tip of his tongue around the head of Henry's dick. Henry moaned with his tongue still buried in Ursula's hairless pussy and shoved up his hips. About half of his dick pushed into Calvin's mouth and Caitlin pushed his head down until Henry's cock was as deep as it could go in his throat.

“Suck him...that's so fucking hot...suck him...until he cums,” Caitlin shrieked breathlessly.

Calvin felt Henry's cum splatter against the back of his throat before he even realized Karla was sucking his dick and Caitlin was back to energetically licking the little girl's oozing pussy after scooping some of Henry's cum from his mouth with her tongue.

•••••

“Come with me,” Caitlin told him after Henry took Karla and Ursula into the shower, “there's something I need you to do.”

She led him to an empty bedroom with an en suite bath and walked directly into the tiled shower, leaned against the wall on her hands halfway bent at the waist and looked back at him over her shoulder.

“I meant everything I said when you fucked me earlier and I'm so turned on after tasting Henry's cum and that little girl's cunt in your mouth I can hardly stand it,” she murmured huskily, reaching out to beckon him closer. “Fuck me but don't pull out after you cum. I want you to start washing out my cunt with your piss and then finish on my face and tits and in my mouth.”

That may have been one of the kinkiest things any playmate ever asked of him. Calvin's cock throbbed and he stepped forward without a word, grabbed Caitlin's hair to pull her head back and rammed his dick into her as hard as he could. Caitlin screamed and begged for more as he pumped her cunt as roughly and relentlessly as he had ever done anyone. It didn't take long for his cum to well up and fill her with a half–dozen warm creamy spurts.

After his climax ebbed away, Calvin slumped on her back and Caitlin reached back to hold him inside her with a hand on his ass and her cunt canal clenching his cock. When his dick deflated a little, he could feel the pressure building in his bladder, not even being able to remember the last time he pissed.

“I'm pretty close,” he murmured into her ear as the pressure grew stronger.

“Wash out my cheap sleazy cunt with your piss,” she groaned, tightening the walls of her canal on his dick, “and on the count of five, step back and I'll drop to my knees so you can finish on my face and tits and in my mouth.”

A moment later, the first drops of his piss splashed in her cunt followed by an ever–growing torrent. She counted to five out loud quickly and, as he took a step back, she dropped to her knees and grabbed his still spurting dick. She aimed his flow onto both of her tits and then across her face to her open mouth. He was barely starting to slow down when she wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and sucked in half his length to gulp down spurt after spurt. When he finished, she stood and pulled him close, giving him a tongue–lashing kiss while spitting the remainder of his piss into his mouth.

“Let's go find my son,” she smiled at him after breaking off the kiss and giving his cock another gentle tug. “I really need to feel both your cocks cumming in my cunt and ass at the same time before you both piss on and in me together.”

•••••

It only took them a couple of minutes to find that Lance was otherwise occupied and likely to stay so for the rest of the night. As they passed one of the other guest bedrooms, they saw Lance pounding Joyce's cunt while she hungrily sucked eleven–year–old Kurt's three–and–a–half–inch uncut cock. The drying cum glistening on her face and tits and inner thighs told Calvin both boys had cum in and on his wife repeatedly already and she wasn't giving up on getting another load or two from them both.

“What's plan B?” he grinned at Caitlin while dragging a finger across her asshole. “I know my wife and she's not about to give up either of those boys until they can't get hard again tonight. Then she'll keep them overnight to take full advantage of their morning hard–ons too.”

“You're a damn lucky guy, between your wife and granddaughter,” Caitlin smiled back and pushed her ass against his hand. “I think I know someone else who's even sluttier than me if you think you're up for it.”

Calvin responded by shoving his finger into her asshole to the second knuckle.

They found Julia sipping a beer in the hot tub on the balcony with Jason, Skylar and Beth. Calvin climbed in with them while Caitlin went for some cold beers for them both. As soon as he was settled, Skylar threw her arms around his neck and gently shoved her tongue between his teeth until it met his in his mouth. She instinctively spread her thighs when he slipped his hand between her legs to find his granddaughter's pussy still sticky even under the warm water.

“Oh Poppy, I'm having such a good time,” she gasped into his mouth as his finger found her aroused spongy G–spot. “Can I say the night with Beth?”

“Of course, little girl, you can stay with anyone you like on the ship,” he replied as he felt another hand brushing across his thigh from the other direction, “just make sure your grandmother or I know where you'll be.”

“She'll be with me and Marta, that delightful young woman you brought to dinner tonight,” Beth answered as she reached between Skylar's legs and began circling her clit with Calvin's finger still inside his granddaughter's cunt. “We decided we need some girl time between now and when we dock at the private island tomorrow morning.”

Calvin smiled and kissed his granddaughter tenderly on her lips. As soon as he pulled his finger out of her cunt, Skylar turned to Beth for an open–mouthed kiss before they climbed out of the water and headed toward the bedroom where Beth said Marta was apparently waiting with her prepubescent daughters.

“That was very sweet,” Julia giggled, reaching to add her hand to what Calvin suddenly realized was Jason's fondling his dick. “If I had a grandpa, I'd want him to be just like you.”

Caitlin returned with the beers and the four of them sat and chatted for a few minutes in the hot tub with their hands freely roaming over whoever was close by. The room had mostly gone silent, with everyone else paired up and gone off for the night like Skylar.

“I still have two more of those pills, Grandpa,” Julia cooed as she threw her leg over Calvin's thigh to straddle his hips facing him with her left knee grinding against his cock and her tits pressed firmly into his chest, “and the inside of my pussy itches in a way that can only be properly scratched with a hard cock shooting me full of warm creamy cum.”

“Well, we certainly shouldn't let those pills go to waste,” Calvin chuckled, shifting his hips until the tip of his cock split the eighteen–year–old's pussy slit, “or leave your itching cunt unscratched either.”

“Oh, I agree,” Caitlin chuckled, raising her head from where she was sucking Jason's uncut dick just below the surface of the water, “about the pills and the scratching.”

They climbed out of the hot tub and were drying themselves when Calvin heard Caitlin whisper to Julia.

“You won't believe how good it feels when they wash their cum out of your cunt with their warm piss.”