Family Cruise

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

Part 9

The shuttle buses unloaded their passengers near a large pavilion that apparently served as a combination shaded bar, open–air dining area and outdoor kitchen. A group of unisex restroom stalls and unenclosed showers under some palm trees stood off to one side a short walk from the water line. A number of people scurried around in aprons and tall chef hats or hair nets preparing food and the utensils or grills they would use to make lunch and dinner.

Calvin watched Joyce, Skylar and Beth's bare asses swaying suggestively and their hands sensually roaming each other's bodies as he dutifully followed them down a well–worn path to an especially large and well–appointed gazebo just feet from the water's edge. It was strategically positioned so that almost everyone going to and from the calm warm water needed to pass by it.

Despite being burdened with two overstuffed bags, Calvin did have a chance to glance around and get the lay of the land on the pristine beach. A line of smaller gazebos followed the gently curving arc of the white sand with one every ten yards or so. When he saw a number of adults and kids still undressing and getting situated in some of the nearby gazebos, he realized they were among the early arrivals.

Just as he dropped the bags in the shade of the gazebo, he heard another shuttle pull to a stop. He glanced back to see a half–dozen adults and seven or eight kids ranging in age from three to twelve disembarking, all still wearing swimsuits, wraps and such. His dick twitched when a completely naked Sally, the full–figured steward who oriented them the first day, approached the new group with a bright smile. Calvin was close enough to clearly see the two–inch–wide C=Ɔ brand just above her hairless and slightly gaping pussy mound with a silver ring through her bulging pierced clit hood that matched those through her nipples. All of them glinted in the sunlight with every step.

Beth stopped in front of him when they reached the gazebo, giving him a tender peck on his lips and a gentle squeeze of his balls after telling everyone she needed to get back to work greeting the new arrivals. As she walked away, Joyce pulled a large tube of sunscreen from one of the bags and called Skylar over to stand next to her grandfather.

“Can we...um...lend a hand or four?” a woman asked from off to Calvin's left side.

Calvin's eyes widened and his dick throbbed when he saw her holding a preteen boy's hand. It was the same woman who smiled at him from a restaurant line on the first day and whose husband watched him fondle Skylar under the table the night before they boarded the ship.

“Of course,” Joyce smiled gleefully, her nipples stiffening as her eyes locked on the young boy's semi–hard four–and–a–half–inch cut cock. “After all, we are all here to get to know each other a whole lot better, aren't we? I'm Joyce and this is my husband, Calvin, and our eight–year–old granddaughter, Skylar.”

“I'm Rachel,” the woman said, holding her hand out for the sunscreen with an impish grin, “and this is my eleven–year–old son, Ezra. My husband told us all about seeing you the night before we boarded.”

From the twinkle in her eye, her suggestive smile and rock–hard nipples atop tits the size of fried eggs, Calvin only wondered if her husband told her that while sucking or fucking her or their son and daughter or all three. Joyce just smiled, held out her hands for Rachel to squeeze sunscreen into both of them and stepped in front of the eleven–year–old boy, a single drop of her pussy juices already trickling down the inside of her right thigh.

“Why don't you do his back and he lathers up your granddaughter while your husband and I do each other?” Rachel suggested provocatively, nodding for her son to move closer to Skylar. “Then he'll do your front while she does your back.”

No one missed the implication that Joyce and the boy would face each other while running their hands all over each other after Ezra finished fondling Skylar. No one objected either.

Rachel twirled a downward–pointing finger at Calvin, wordlessly telling him she wanted him to turn around so she could start on his back. He stood so he could watch Joyce and Skylar and Ezra as Rachel began at his neck, her soft hands leisurely massaging him below both ears at the same time before moving to his shoulders.

“I got so hot and wet I could barely wait to get back to our room to fuck my husband and my son that night before we boarded after he told me about seeing you fondle your granddaughter's pussy in the restaurant. I had two orgasms on Vaughn's cock while Ezra filled my mouth with the watery cum he just started shooting a few months ago,” she murmured lowly, licking the back of his left ear lobe and pressing her erect nipples into his back. “In case you haven't guessed, I'm an always–needy insatiable cock–and–cum–loving slut and we're raising our son and daughter to be at least the same and hopefully even more uninhibited and adventurous.”

Calvin pushed his ass back against her and could feel the thick wiry runway of hair above her pussy slit grinding against his crack.

“So did we after I told Joyce and Skylar about your husband's obvious interest,” he replied, reaching behind her back for her pussy, “and your son is in my wife's ideal target age range for preteen boys.”

“Now, now, be patient,” she giggled, taking a step back and dragging a fingertip between his ass cheeks. “I want to see how long we can tease each other before cumming. Tell me all about how and where you want to cum inside me, my husband and our son and daughter the first time...each.”

Calvin's knees were close to buckling by the time she finished his back while continually telling him even more explicit details about the sexual positions and combinations as well as other kinky play she and her family wanted to engage in or experiment with on this cruise, starting that very morning. When she told him to turn around, she did the same so Calvin started at her neck and rubbed the tip of his dick across her lower back and top of her ass as she told him even more while he lathered every square inch of the back of her lithe body.

Next to them, Skylar and Joyce were a lot less subtle with her eleven–year–old son. They had dispensed with all pretext of slathering the preteen boy's body with sunscreen, kneeling in front of Ezra with their tongues and hands battling for his cock and balls.

Ezra was vigorously pumping his hips forward while holding the back of both Joyce's and Skylar's heads. Threads of his precum mixed with their spittle dripped from both their chins as the eleven–year–old switched between their mouths after every few thrusts.

“Isn't that so fucking sexy,” Rachel murmured, pressing her ass back against Calvin's cock and not objecting when he humped back between her cheeks. “My mother taught him how to do that so he could hold off cumming as long as possible. He doesn't shoot much watery sperm yet but gets hard again really fast, fast enough we'll probably be able to watch him fuck both your wife and granddaughter by the time you cum inside me...the first time.”

Rachel turned to him, took the sunscreen bottle from his hand and squirted a generous amount across his chest and the front of his body before doing the same to her tits and belly and pussy mound. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and started rubbing her body against him while gently chewing on his right earlobe. As she moved, she managed to trap his dick between her thighs. Calvin could feel her wet pussy lips spreading open on the top of his rigid, throbbing shaft.

“How about telling him to fuck Joyce first,” Calvin murmured in her ear and humped his dick between her pussy lips a little faster, “then you can lick his cum out of my wife's cunt while I fuck you and Skylar gets him hard again.”

“Fuck the grandmother first,” she called back to her eleven–year–old son over her shoulder without looking his way. “I want to taste your cum oozing out of her cunt while her husband fucks me.”

She then took Calvin's right earlobe in her teeth and pulled hard. Over her shoulder, Calvin watched the preteen boy gently push Joyce down on a nearby chaise lounge. His wife grinned happily, extended her arms and spread her legs as the preteen positioned himself between her trembling thighs and Skylar guided his four–and–a–half–inch cock into her grandmother's waiting, welcoming cunt.

“Go slow, the way your Grandma Hazel likes so much,” Rachel called out to her son when Joyce let out a loud groan with the boy's first hard thrust into her dripping entry, “all the way in and almost all the way out so her husband sees how wet her cunt makes your dick before you cum inside her.”

Calvin inhaled sharply as he watched the eleven–year–old do exactly as his mother told him, the boy's dick glistening with his wife's pussy juices from the very first thrust. By the third time Ezra plunged into her, Joyce was moaning constantly with her legs wrapped around his waist.

“I'm getting close, Mom...really...really close,” Ezra announced as he began pumping his dick into Joyce harder and faster.

“Do it, baby, fill her cunt with your cum,” Rachel replied huskily, “do it now.”

A moment later, a loud grunt told Calvin and Rachel the eleven–year–old boy was pumping his cum into Joyce. Rachel turned and stepped behind her son to push on his ass so his cock stayed inside Calvin's wife as long as he could. For her part, Joyce clamped her cunt canal as hard as she could on Ezra's cock as she shrieked her climax with Skylar furiously rubbing her clit.

As soon as Ezra's deflating dick slipped out of Joyce's cunt, he moved aside and Rachel dropped to her knees between Joyce's thighs. She spread Joyce's pussy lips wide with her fingers and gave her dripping slit a slow lick with the full width of her tongue.

“Fuck me now, Calvin,” she murmured huskily over her shoulder before focusing all her attention on licking her son's sperm from Joyce's cunt, “my ass or cunt, your choice.”

Calvin decided to do both. He pulled her up around her waist and slipped his dick into her warm wet cunt for a half–dozen languid strokes, getting his cock thoroughly lubricated with her juices while pressing his thumb into her asshole. Then he pulled out of her and pressed the head of his dick against her slightly gaping asshole. She let out a loud groan and about half the length of his dick popped right into her. Three more pushes and his balls slapped against her pussy mound and the finger rubbing her clit while sucking Joyce's.

Joyce screeched her climax first, her pussy juices exploding into Rachel's mouth and covering her face. Calvin was next feeling Rachel clamp her asshole even tighter around his dick as her own climax built. A moment later, her body tensed, her back arched and she howled loudly until her orgasm slowly faded away. As Calvin rolled off her back, he caught sight of the last inch or so of Ezra's dick vanishing into his eight–year–old granddaughter's tight cunt entry.

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“Wow, Poppy, there's a lot more people here now,” Skylar exclaimed as she and Calvin meandered down the beach with the gently breaking waves just reaching their ankles.

A few minutes earlier, they decided to go find Cole and Shiv when Joyce took eleven–year–old Ezra back to the gazebo after sucking his cock hard again while knee–deep in the surf and Rachel headed to the bar a bit further inland for something stronger than beer. The shuttle buses continued to arrive regularly to unload both adults and kids who, for the most part, stripped naked as soon as they found a spot they liked on the beach or under a gazebo.

That, in combination with the pill Calvin took about an hour earlier, kept his dick close to fully erect as he walked along the water's edge with his granddaughter. If the knowing smiles and nodding acknowledgments he got from men and women and even a few preteens were any indication, he was in for much more debauchery than he ever imagined.

“There's Cole,” Skylar called out before dropping Calvin's hand and running to a gazebo they were approaching.

Calvin held back, taking a moment to carefully look around the increasingly crowded beach. Many who just arrived were still getting set up, stripping off clothes, arranging blankets on the sand and so on. Others were slathering sunscreen on themselves or their kids. Calvin's dick twitched seeing a mother or father coating their sons or daughters with the aromatic fluid, taking special care for those delicate spots, from the tips of their noses to between the kids' legs, most susceptible to a bad burn.

In every case, the adult tenderly split the little girls' tight pussy slits or gently fondled the boys' tiny dicks and pulled up ball sacs. While they seemed to linger when doing so, Calvin was not surprised, knowing he would do the same in their place. He looked forward to soon touching many of those little ones himself in the most intimate ways with the full agreement and participation of their parents. Unsurprisingly, with the kids all preteens or younger, their parents appeared to be mostly mid–thirties or younger.

He followed Skylar into the gazebo where she stood next to Cole who was lounging back on a folding chaise with a naked prepubescent girl in his lap. The little girl was leaning back against his chest with his stiff dick poking up between her thighs as she casually fondled the tip of Cole's dick and he gently fingered her hairless pussy mound and tight slit.

About three feet in front of Cole and the little girl, Shiv was on her hands and knees on a blanket with a mid–thirties–looking man steadily pounding her pussy doggy style.

“Hi...Cal...vin...,” Shiv stammered, her entire body quivering with an imminent orgasm each time the guy pounded his dick deep into her cunt. “Have...you...met...Vaughn...and...his...daugh...ter,...El...la,...yet?

When the guy looked up, Calvin immediately recognized him as Rachel's husband from the restaurant.

“I'm Calvin and that's my granddaughter, Skylar,” Calvin grinned as he offered Vaughn his hand. “We just left Rachel and your son with my wife.”

Vaughn took Calvin's hand but didn't say anything initially as he continued pounding Shiv from behind. After a minute or so, his body tensed and he let out a loud grunt when his cum erupted inside the ten–year–old's cunt. As he slipped out of Shiv and sat back in the sand, Shiv crawled over to Calvin and took his dick into her mouth.

“How about we take a little break,” Cole said to his daughter, stepping beside her and fondling her ass while she sucked Calvin. “That way, Vaughn can get to know Skylar a lot better and Calvin can do the same with Ella.”

“Well, OK, I guess, Daddy,” Shiv reluctantly agreed, sitting back on her heels with a string of her spittle still attached to the tip of Calvin's dick, “but you have to make me cum and I get to suck them both hard again after they fuck the other girls.”

“A perfectly reasonable solution,” Cole laughed, giving his daughter a quick peck on her lips before rummaging around in a cooler for beers and little blue pills for the guys and soft drinks for the girls.

It turned out Vaughn, Rachel and the kids met Cole and his family on this same cruise the previous year. They talked for a while about what they had done on the previous voyage and what they hoped would happen on this one.

“May I suggest we swap our girls to start, Calvin,” Vaughn said after about fifteen minutes with his six–and–a–half–inch cut cock pointing straight out from his thick, closely–cropped pubic hair. “You can do anything you want with Ella within reason and I've been dying to taste Skylar's pussy since I first spotted you so slyly fingering her in the restaurant.”

“Fine with me as long as Cole and the girls are OK with that arrangement,” Calvin responded, his own dick twitching.

Cole's only comment was that he thought the three of them should fuck all three of the girls before the pills wore off so the order wasn't that important. For their part, the preteen girls were equally excited about having sex with a new person as they were by being fucked consecutively by all three adult men within a short period.

Vaughn got the action rolling by taking Skylar's hand and leading her to a chaise lounge that was open flat like a cot. He gently laid her down, climbed up to face her and began feeling all over her body with his hands while lashing his tongue with hers outside both of their mouths. Calvin picked up nine–year–old Ella and sat her on a blanket in the sand.

“Is there something you really like to do or absolutely hate?” he asked the young girl while tracing her flat nipples with a fingertip as he got settled next to her.

“I like to kiss and cuddle,” she replied with a vivacious smile, “and when I start to tingle between my legs, I like for someone to lick me...down there.”

“All of that is just perfect since I like to kiss and cuddle too,” Calvin grinned and extended his arms, inviting the nine–year–old into his warm embrace, “and especially love to lick a little girl like you...down there.”

Ella smiled, leaned into his arms and firmly planted her lips on his. Calvin grasped her soft ass cheeks with both hands and pulled her even closer as he opened his mouth and gently pressed the tip of his tongue against her lips. Ella didn't hesitate at all to suck his tongue into her mouth to swirl their tips together with increasing urgency.

Calvin's dick quickly hardened completely as the remarkably passionate kiss with the nine–year–old went on and on. As he very lightly brushed his fingertips up and down her back from her shoulders to the curve of her knees, Ella moaned lowly, her body quivering when he touched some especially sensitive spots. He rolled her onto her back and hovered over the preteen with his left knee pressed firmly against the little girl's warm hairless mons. One drop after another of his precum splattered on her belly just above the very top of her tight slit.

“Not yet, little girl, not quite yet,” Calvin murmured huskily as Ella mewled and quivered and thrust her smooth pussy toward him.

When he broke off the kiss, Ella closed her eyes, moaned even louder and ground her increasingly moist pussy slit against his knee. He licked across her cheek to her right ear, circling the lobe with the tip of his tongue before stabbing inside. He felt his cock twitching with even more precum dribbling onto her hairless mound as he inhaled her little girl scent, mixed with her shampoo, sunscreen and salty water drying on her smooth soft skin.

As the nine–year–old continued to writhe and moan, Calvin slowly licked down her neck to her flat right areola, circling the ball–bearing–like nipple with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. Ella's body tensed, her increasingly moist pussy pressing against his knee telling Calvin the little girl was on the cusp of her prepubescent climax.

Calvin took her tiny nipple in his teeth and bit down gently.

The nine–year–old shrieked and flailed uncontrollably as an orgasm rippled through her lithe body.

Calvin just held on until she slumped back. Then he gave her another passionate kiss, his tongue lashing hers inside the little girl's mouth before continuing to lick down her quivering body until his chin pressed against the warm moist gash splitting her smooth hairless mound.

The intoxicating aroma of her pussy filling his nose made his cock so hard it ached.

“In me...put...it...in...me,” Ella pleated softly with her eyes closed.

“Soon, little girl, very very soon,” he answered huskily as he pushed her legs up from behind her knees to fully expose her tight pussy slit and tiny puckered asshole.

For a long moment, he just gazed lustfully at her fully exposed pussy and asshole. Then he circled her puckered sphincter with the tip of his tongue before slowly licking up between her pussy lips until he felt the tiny nub of her clit. When she shuddered and her back arched, he repeated that three more times, stopping to push his tongue a little deeper into her tight entry each time before sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking the tip of his tongue across that sensitive nub as fast as he could.

He tasted her next orgasm as much as he heard and felt it.

By then, he couldn't wait until the nine–year–old's climax crested. He pushed himself to his knees and unsuccessfully tried to push his rigid throbbing cock into her entry hole while holding her legs with both hands.

“Let me give you a hand,” Rachel, the nine–year–old's mother, whispered into his ear as she wrapped her right hand around his dick and guided it into her daughter's waiting cunt. “By the way, she likes to be fucked roughly....hard and fast and deep...just like I do.”

Calvin pushed his cock into the little girl as hard and deep as he could go then began humping her as fast as he could manage. It only took a half–dozen thrusts into her tight cunt canal for his cum to erupt, squirting out around the base of his dick and smooth edges of her cunt entry even as he continued pumping more and more of his sperm into her.

Ella began to shriek unintelligibly when she felt his warm creamy cum fill her tight young cunt canal. She clamped the quaking walls around his cock so tightly he couldn't slip out of her even if he wanted to after his cum finished spurting into her.

He didn't want to.

While the pills kept him hard, the nine–year–old's clenching throbbing cunt canal, mixed with her moans and her mother's lewd encouragement, had him quickly on the brink of another climax much faster than usual. The preteen's mother hurried him along by sliding two fingers into his asshole to roughly massage his pulsing prostate until his entire body shuddered again and three more spurts of his jism filled the deepest recesses of the nine–year–old girl's cunt.

As he rolled to his back, Calvin caught a glimpse of Skylar furiously bouncing up and down on Vaughn's dick while Cole's cock punched out the side of her throat. He closed his eyes and smiled, knowing the next strangled scream he heard would be his eight–year–old granddaughter's latest orgasm that morning when her cunt and mouth were filled with two other grown men's warm creamy cum at the same time.

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