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Trailer Surprise- Part 30 -Finale
by ZWolfen (zwolfen@gmail.com)
***
A retired but yet "handy" man spends some time in a
trailer park in Florida during the summer. He soon
learns that males are at a premium, at least human
ones, and is awakened to sexual aspects he's only read
about. Moving to a ranch, he experiences a lot of kinky
and twisted behavior with his new "family". (M/fffff-
teens, Exhb, ped, inc, bi, bd, oral, anal, beast, ws)
***
Author note: I wasn't sure where this was going when I
started it and it's sort of developed a life of it's
own. I apologize for some errors keeping the names
straight. My writing schedule isn't exactly disciplined
and I lose track sometimes. This has some "stand-alone"
qualities but the other parts will give you the
"program" as to all the players. All the parts will end
up in ARCHIVE 55. Hope y'all enjoy. I've added an e-
mail for me if you have questions or requests.
***
Author note: This is the finale for TRAILER PARK.
Thanks to all that stayed with it and took time to
write me. I hope to offer up something new in the near
future.
***
The day and night of Del and Misty's last gala of the
season was a success. Every critter had been sucked and
fucked, most of them more than once. Some of the people
had opted to spend the night. Del had the adults stay
in the warm and clean stable. Kids were given the
option of a bedroom at the main house or Mel's. That
night, after we had shooed the little ones off to bed
and gotten the pool areas squared away, I went up to my
room and was ready for sleep. Abs had been there before
me. At least I figured it was Abs.
There were three of the little ones snuggled together
in my king-sized bed. Five year-old Alice was in the
middle and two others, whose names I didn't know, were
on either side of her. They looked about the same age
as Alice. I took a quick shower and managed to slide
into the big bed without waking the sleeping, sex
nymphettes. I was asleep in seconds.
Morning was also Abbie-like. Alice and her tiny girl
buddies were kneeling on either side and staring at me.
I'd gotten used to it with the monkies. "Aunty Angie
said we shouldn't wake you. Is it OK?" I wasn't sure
what she meant. i did have my usual morning piss hard-
on.
"Is what OK?"
"This." She took hold of my cock and began to suck.
Works for me. Alice shared with her two tiny pals and
then I pulled Alice onto my face and began to lap at
her sweet, smooth, five-yr old pussy. Her pals were
sucking my cock and balls. I tasted the flow of pussy
wetness before shooting into the open mouths of the two
little ones. They shared my cum with Alice and then we
adjourned to the shower.
I was only a little surprised when the three lay back
in the big shower with their little legs spread,
fingering their baby-smooth pussies and asking that I
pee on them. I obliged and each took a mouthful and
swallowed it down, smacking their lips as if it were
Kool-Aid. We cleaned each other up and Alice wanted me
to ass-fuck her but I told her to wait until later. Her
lower lip pout reminded me of Abs.
Out on the pool deck, there were trays of breakfast
stuff and fresh coffee. Marta was always able to handle
the crowds. The girls scampered off to Mel's and I sat
with Del and Marty. Some of the overnighters were
milling about sharing observations about last night.
The consensus was it had been the best ever. I inquired
as to our gals. "Misty's Mob is up at Mel's." Del had
coined a new term for Misty and her increasing group of
sluts. "Mel's using her as a toilet for the little
ones." That would like a wine-tasting for Mariah.
"Marty and I wondered about Baron. Do you think it's
too 'iffy' to take him back to Marty's on the boat?" It
was a good question.
"I guess if Beth kept him distracted. But you sure as
hell can't just slam the throttles to the stops and
make time like you did on the way up. Might be safer to
wait until he's had some time around the surf. I'd hate
to have him freak and bail at seventy plus knots." It
was decided that Beth and I would take Del's Escalade
and transport Baron down to the Keys. Angie had already
said she was going down with us to help out and she
could go back with Marty in the WARRIOR. Departure was
set for whenever Del and I finished editing the tapes
from last night's gala. That might be a few days.
The day's activities slowly wound down. Some of the
women had another round with the dogs before they left
and by three o'clock, it was back to the normal chaos
at the ranch. Del, Marty and I were sitting at the pool
talking about Marty and Beth's intended activities when
Misty came over and sat on the table, her legs spread.
"Mel wants to do another live web show tonight. She's
going to hype the party from last night. Any chance you
could put together some clips she could show?" Misty
was idly fingering her moist pussy as she talked.
"Sure. How much time do you want?" Del wanted to start
the editing anyway.
"Ten minutes should be plenty. She wants to do it at
her place. She's going to have all the monkies do a
scene and then Angie and I will suck and fuck a dog."
Her pussy glistened with self-arousal dew. Del told her
he could rig it so Mel could start the promo tape from
her desktop.
Del and I began the editing right after dinner. Abs
opted out of the web show and was with us, watching
what was going on. We showed her some of the basics as
to how the studio systems worked and she picked it up
quickly, like everything else. It was after midnight
when we finally made it to bed. Abs, Annie and Mai were
with me. They shared my cock in their tight holes and
my cum was tongue-swapped.
It took Del and I two more days to get all the editing
done and the master disks made. We had just under six
hours of superb video of the gala. Del figured to make
three DVD's and a lot of compilation ones. It was
decided that Friday morning would be good for heading
back to the Keys. Thursday, I was sun-dozing by the
pool when Abs sat herself down on my lap. She did her
usual squirm on my cock. "You aren't gonna be here when
we start our studies." The kids' home-schooling was to
start next week.
"Probably not, babygirl. But I should be back the week
after or so." I held her slim legs as she continued her
squirming. She smiled as she lifted her butt and slid
my cock into her wet pussy. I felt her cunt muscles
clinching my shaft. She had been doing her exercises.
"Can we go over to Ms Victoria's place after dinner?"
Abs was up to something.
"I guess. Why? Something wrong?" She continued to flex-
massage my now full erection.
"Not wrong... there's a new girl. I met her the last
time I was over to tutor the kids on the laptops. Her
name is Betty Jo....BJ. She's six. Her mom was a
druggie and got arrested. The court let Ms Victoria
take her until they see what happens with the mom. I
don't think she's going to adjust. I talked to mom. She
said I needed to clear it with you." I was afraid to
ask.
"Clear what?" The chat had distracted me from Abs'
pussy massage on my cock.
"I think she'd be happier here. That's why I want to go
over tonight with you. I want us to talk to her." Abs
proceeded to relate how she had found out that Betty
Jo...BJ...had been sexually used by her addict mother.
BJ was pimped out by her mom for drug fixes. The courts
knew about some of it, at least enough that it was
doubtful her mom would ever get custody again. Then Abs
told me the facts. BJ was a sex addict.
She had been sucking her mom's drug pals since she was
four. Her cherry went on her fifth birthday. The catch
was that she loved it...all of it. She was afraid it
was over now that she was at Ms Vic's. Abs was angling
to add another monkey to the pack. I told her we'd go
over and see what was what but that we couldn't do
anything until after I got back from Marty's. She
smiled and slid off my cock, taking it into her mouth
until I filled her throat with my cum.
Abs and I went to Ms Victoria's at seven. It was odd
wearing respectable clothes and shoes. Abs was minimal
in her attire. But little girls could get away with it.
She had a short skirt on and made sure I knew she
wasn't wearing panties. I told her to make sure Ms Vic
didn't become aware of that fact. Lady Victoria greeted
us warmly and spent twenty minutes telling how much the
laptops were helping with the girls' education.
I just smiled and told her it was a pleasure to help
out. She had a knowing look in her eye as she
introduced Betty Jo and showed us to a private room for
our little chat. Betty Jo was tiny, even for a six year
old. She looked as though she was still four.
I sat in a chair and Abs sat with BJ on a small settee.
Abs was in Big Sister mode and assured the tiny girl
she didn't need to be nervous. I just listened as she
slowly got BJ to talk about her brief, but highly sexed
past. BJ seemed relieved to have sympathetic ears and
that I was the first adult she had told all this to.
Like Abs, she was mature beyond her young age.
It took her a few minutes to totally relax and then she
let it all out. Abs had been right, little BJ was an
addict. She told us that her mom had been a hooker and
that when she found out that guys would pay more for a
young pussy, BJ was put to work. Her tale got Abs all
aroused.
When BJ finished, Abs gave her a warm hug and then
softly kissed her on the lips. BJ responded and moaned
quietly when Abs moved the tiny girl's hand to her bare
pussy. I hoped Ms Victoria didn't have closed-circuit
cameras. The little nymph willingly let Abs remove her
panties and giggled when Abs spread her legs and licked
her tiny, smooth pussy. Abs made sure I had a clear
view as she licked at the little cunt.
Then she took BJ's tiny hand and walked her over to me.
They sat in my lap with their knees up and legs spread,
displaying their little girl cunts. Abs took my hand
and had me finger the little girl. BJ squirmed and
moaned as I inserted two fingers in her tight pussy. I
wouldn't let Abs take out my hard cock. It was Ms
Victoria's house, after-all.
I left the two little ones to talk and went to find Ms
Victoria. She still had that knowing look and it was
decided that Betty Jo would ride back to the ranch with
me and Abs and stay for a week or two. I told her that
Mel would be able to bring her back if the courts got
nosy. She thanked me and handed me BJ's little
backpack. It had little cartoon characters on it.
Twenty minutes later, we were headed back to the ranch.
The girls had stripped naked the minute we backed out
of Ms Vic's driveway. They were in the back seat,
rubbing each other's pussies as Abs told BJ some of the
ranch activities. The little girl was all excited when
she heard that we had animals. Then the "rest of the
story". Abs mentioned the kennels and Jasper and BJ
told us that she had been with dogs before. Her mom's
drug dealer had her fucking and sucking his German
Shepard and charged guys to watch and then fuck the
little girl. BJ said she loved doing doggies and their
tongues made her all wet. When Abs mentioned the
ponies, BJ was all excited to hear how the girls played
with the little equines.
That night, BJ, little Lola and the twins were in my
bed. BJ was licked and fingered by the girls and then
she took my cock into her wet pussy. After I filled her
tiny womb with my cum, the girls licked her empty and
showed her how they drink pee. BJ didn't balk at
drinking Lola's sweet piss. The monkey pack had a new
member. She would fit right in....Abs was right again.
Friday, Beth and I dropped Marty and Ange at the marina
to pick up the WARRIOR. Then she, Baron and I headed
south. Beth opted to make the trip naked. We had Baron
in the back with the seats folded down so he had plenty
of room. He was too big to stand to his full height in
the Escalade. Beth moved back with him and began
stroking his sheath.
In minutes, I could hear her sucking and see the top of
her head in the rear view mirror. I hoped the window
tint in back was dark enough as we passed cars and
trucks. She took Baron's load in her mouth and licked
him clean. It calmed him down and he went to sleep as
she moved back up front and sat with her feet on the
dash, fingering her cunt and pulling at her nipples for
the benefit of the trucks. We got numerous air horn
responses.
Before we hit the long causeways, I pulled into a truck
stop to let Baron stretch, drink some water and piss.
Beth stayed naked and walked around the parked trucks,
giving the drivers looks and feels. Back on the road,
she told me one guy offered her a thousand bucks if she
would suck off the "big dog". Beth laughed as she told
me how big the guy's eyes got when she told him she
does it for free. My cell rang. It was Del. He and Ange
had made it already. The WAVE WARRIOR must have been on
full-plane. I told him we were an hour out.
Beth told me where to park the big SUV and we off-
loaded. Baron exited the rig like he was chasing a
bitch in heat. It was just a naked Angie. The gals had
him down on the extensive beach front of Marty's and
were playing like children. If Baron had water phobias,
he didn't show it. He was fetching sticks, taking the
waves from the small surf and just doing dog stuff. The
girls were splashing and running with him. Beth wanted
to take Baron on a lead and go into town to do the
"Sunset Watch" thing.
We decided to just stay and build a small, beach fire
and let Baron calm down. We ate finger food and Marty
and I sat by the fire and went over what would be
needed for Marty and Beth to be "responsible pet
owners". As the last of the sun dipped into the Gulf
and the sky turned atomic colors, the girls were idly
walking in the shallows with Baron sniffing and
exploring his new surroundings. It was a tranquil,
gorgeous scene.
"My boat guy is coming Wednesday to do normal service
on the WARRIOR. I checked my e-mail...there's a party
at the cove this weekend. Beth wants to make it Baron's
debut. Think he's ready? I mean for the boat ride and
all." Beth and Angie had settled on a blanket, just
inside the light of the fire. Baron was lying on his
side, his tongue lolling out to one side as the gals
rubbed and petted him. His cock emerged from the sheath
and Beth had it in her mouth as Angie moved so Baron
could lap at her spread cunt. He was definitely ready
for something.
"May as well find out. You ever see any other critters
at one of those things?" I couldn't recall seeing
animals at the party we went to the last time.
"Once in awhile a Lab or Retriever. The whole fetch
thing is all. Not usually. The WARRIOR'S big enough, I
can nudge her up on the beach. Then he can have some
space." Beth was now taking all of Baron's swollen
doggie cock into her throat. Angie was stroking his
ears as he lapped away at her cunt.
"Let's do it. No point in me checking on ordinances and
all if he's gonna go K-9 loopy on the boat." Marty just
nodded as we watched Beth hold her mouth open and with
her tongue extended, stroke Baron's cock until he shot
his cum on her tongue. She and Angie shared it and
swallowed their portions. They took turns licking and
sucking him clean. Baron was no longer a "surf virgin".
Hopefully, he was a boat dog as well.
It was Saturday morning. I was standing in Marty's
boathouse, Baron was seated at my heel. I never knew he
knew how to heel. Beth and Angie had kept him active
the last few days. Daily beach runs, playing in the
surf and regular drainage of his dog cum. Marty and I
had been pretty much Baron's "after me- you guys cum
first." It made the fact that Baron was "heeled" at my
side a little more weird. The WARRIOR was ready. The
gals had loaded snacks and beverages and ice. It was
time to see if Baron was ready.
"OK. I guess it's up to you." Marty moved to the stern
and opened the hatch to the swim platform.
"BARON!" He rose to immediate attention at my side.
"Get aboard." The big Wolfhound looked at me with a
slightly cocked head. I snapped my fingers and pointed
to the stern of the WARRIOR. "GET ABOARD!" I'd seen
Baron move when he was motivated. He was almost
Greyhound fast and agile as well. He leapt from his
spot and was aboard the WARRIOR in a flash. "I guess
he's ready to go. Any chance the sluts are ready to
go?"
"Oh shut up. YES! We're ready to go." Angie and Beth
climbed aboard. I guess you could say they had on
bikinis... it was three patches of transparent cloth. I
got aboard and closed the transom hatch. The dolly
eased us into the surf and the big engines fired-up on
the first try. Ten minutes later, all doubts were gone.
Del had the AWARRIOR trimmed out and screaming across
the gentle rollers at about 70 knots. Baron was rooted
on the bow, facing into the wind. He looked like an
overgrown hood ornament. The gals were lying on either
side of him. It was ten minutes to the cove.
As we neared the cove, it was already crowded with
boats. Marty throttled back the WARRIOR and edged right
into the center of the boat mob as the gals put out the
fenders. The WARRIOR got attention. Beth and Angie got
more. They were "better than nekid". The boats parted
as if by Moses and Marty edged the WARRIOR onto the
smooth beach. The outdrives were up and we settled. The
girls hit the beach and with a nod from me, Baron
joined them.
A few other small groups had their little piece of the
beach staked out but it didn't take long for Baron to
make sure everyone knew the beach belonged to him. He
visited each group and got his "props". I made sure
there wasn't going to be any "snits" about the big dog
and helped the gals off-load the beach paraphernalia.
Now we'd see how Baron would do. He was used to being
the focus of attention. If he was loose, he knew it was
OK to be loose. I told the gals, mainly Beth, "He's
your dog, I need a beer after that terrible boat ride."
The WARRIOR had been not-spill-your-cocktail-smooth...
at 80 knots in open water. Del threw a beer AT me and
agreed about Baron.
"That's Frank's way of issuing a challenge, slut. Time
to put up or get back on the boat." I'd never seen
Angie do her "Bitch Shtick". She sure as fuck had the
best role models. She was standing with her hands on
her hips and looking "wild-child" with curves. I was
the only one that noticed her one eye on Baron. Angie
handling Baron ANYWHERE was a no-brainer. Now it was up
to Beth to see if she could. Beth stuck out her chest.
Whatever that was supposed to be a bikini was "better
than nekid".
"BARON! HEEL!" Beth's voice was like a Marine D.I. At
least the movie ones. There was a blur and Baron was
heeled at his Mistress' right side. "Momma's good boy.
Shall we go and see what looks good?" Beth scratched
the huge, wet, wired-haired canine's ears. Baron gave a
sharp bark. Beth pulled the strings of her less than g-
string bottoms. "May as well." She was right- her cunt
had been on display since we left the house. She and
Baron turned and idly strolled down the beach, Baron in
lock-step. He could have been a Guide Dog. Maybe he
was.
"Oh yeah! This'll work just fine. Toss me a beer, you
grumpy, old man!" Ange shook her tits at me and
stripped off her patches. I blew her a kiss and a
Bud...the only allowed beach beverage. Ange sat so she
could still keep an eye on the twin B's. I was watching
the cove to see if our little beachhead was attracting
visitors. Not as yet.
"So who taught Beth how to teach Baron?" Marty was as
curious as me
"I may have offered a few suggestions but she is a
natural. Baron has never had more than one Mistress.
Misty worked with Beth before we left the ranch. Misty
transferred the papers if you will. Beth is Baron's new
Mistress. We weren't sure how he'd do completely away
from Misty. We had to be sure he wasn't doing it for
her approval. Now he knows to only do what Beth wants."
Marty and I were speechless. Who knew? I thought it was
just over the top kinky sex. My musings were
interrupted by laughs and giggles and a bark or two. I
turned and Beth and Baron were walking back with two,
bare-breasted girls... maybe eighteen on their fake
ID's... even with "Ho-face" and heels they couldn't
fake 21. Beth provided introductions.
"Meet Teri and Jeri. They're twins..not like Abs and
Annie but twins. Oh well, girls.... the gang. Make
yourself comfortable." The not-like the twins took a
quick look and stripped off their thongs. Beth was
getting fresh water for a really thirsty big dog as the
two sat with no modesty about their baby-smooth
pussies. Ange winked at me.
"So...girls. Come here often?" Ange was already casting
bait.
"Oh yeah. With mom. She's on the boat. We like the
beach better. It's the blue Donzi with the white
stripes. Marty knew the boat. Seems mom got most of it,
including the boat, in the divorce. Not wanting to let
the cosmetic surgery go to waste, mom was an
"attraction" at the cove. Forty-two and two teen girls.
Angie winked again. "Baron's a really cool dog. He
behaves. Rusty gets a little rambunctious." Beth sat
down, her legs spread and Baron's massive head resting
on her thigh.
"Rusty is their mom's dog. Seems mom has some
interesting hobbies. Our girls seem to think mom would
love to meet Baron." One of them piped up.
"Mom is always looking for new doggies to play with.
Rusty is cool and all but she likes variety, too."
"Tell the gang what you gals like." Beth was letting
Baron's panting tongue move closer to her spread cunt.
The other piped up.
"Mom is a slut. It's kinda cool. We get our pick of
pretty much anything we want." They both made a little
show of spreading their legs wider. I glanced over at
Marty and he rolled his eyes. Ange winked too. "Nice
boat. Mom loves it. We've seen you here before.
Sooo...Beth said y'all might like to meet mom...is that
cool?" The Twin B's added BUSY to the logo.
"More the merrier...unless half the cove empties out
onto the beach." Marty and Ange hooted.
"I'll tell the slut to play it low-key. I gotta get my
cell." One of them got up and with a milli-second
hesitation that she was now "nekid", strutted back to
wherever they had come from. I couldn't resist.
"Baron!" His ears actually flinched. "See what daddy
told you about bringing home strays? Now you want to
feed them.... So sounds like mom is pretty good bait."
The other looked at me and grinned. I couldn't tell if
she was sunburned or embarrassed. I hoped at least
portions were sunburn.
"Oh yeah. Hey. Let's just say Ter and me are a little
more selective. I mean why eat the potatoes when
there's more beef? Mom is cool most of the time. Here,
she goes a little overboard..." Jer groaned before we
could...."she gets full-slut here. Except maybe for the
backyard. Me and Ter are 'security'. We let the water
cops fuck us and they let mom get kinky. That's why we
like the beach...more selective." Young, smart and sexy
is way cooler than young, drunk and stupid. I raised my
beer.
"To mom!" Jer laughed and we all toasted. Ter returned
with their minimal gear and said mom was on her way. I
We expanded Baron's Buffet blanket and emptied the
cooler. Had to toast Baron. Ange and I left Marty with
his new dog's pack and went to the WARRIOR to re-stock.
The WARRIOR was well-equipped.... Ice-maker. "Mom"
showed up on the transom platform as we closed the
cooler.
"Hi. I'm Shirley... Shirl. My girl is Teri." Angie hit
me instead of laughing.
"Hi. Frank. This is Angie. We're just going to the
beach." Slut Shirl did the transom duty and Ange's
sweat-coated bod drew some whistles when she flexed to
lift her end off the lager. Shirley the Slut was
"networthy". The wet-scarf sari look blurred the
cosmetic alternative to Angie. Ange stuck her tongue
out at me and crossed her eyes. We walked up to the
enlarged area and SS was nekid in a heartbeat. Ange was
sitting next to me. She nudged, "If Baron were my Stud,
I wouldn't let the slut fuck him. The twins, yes. Not
the slut."
"It's Beth's first shot. I have a feeling about this.
Sounds like the slut is doing everything else on the
bows out there." I nodded at the cove. I was also
checking to make sure we hadn't become an "objective"
the twins are the key. Let them find the rest." I
nudged her back.
"We make a good team." Beth knelt in front of her.
"That slut wants to suck and fuck Baron. Marty said in
the V-berth." The WARRIOR had generous "V's".
"Go with her, Frank. Like you said...it's her first."
Beth did blush. Beth leaned over and whispered.
"There's closed circuit in the V...I'll turn it on.
Maybe our first vid. The twins want to fuck you." Beth
licked my ear and stood. Baron took-up station at her
side. The Slut did put her scarf thing on for the walk
back to WARRIOR. Baron almost looked like he was "Don't
fuck with us!" instead of "Let's go fuck!"
"I'll call you if it looks like you might become a
target." She looked out at the cove. I nodded and we
managed to get in the WARRIOR's V-Birth. The we, as I
was the last in, being Beth, a wet, big, dog, the slut
and me. I actually just sorta kept my back to the open
hatch. The bow hatch had been open. It was about to get
close. Beth wasted no time.
"Lot'sa rumors about you, slut. Bitch wasn't one of
them. How long you been fucking Rusty?" Maybe some
local history... market research..tax write-off. Mel
and Del had rubbed off. Beth had Baron on his side,
panting. Slut looked at Beth and began to stroke his
sheath.
"About two years. Lotta wet dreams about you, too. Your
boat is way cool and every cove creep wants to fuck
you." She leaned down to begin tonguing and sucking
Baron's emerging cock. I looked at Beth. She shook her
head and grinned. She had no idea it was going to be
this easy. I managed not to block the cams as I fucked
Beth in the ass while we watched the slut suck off
Baron. Between slurps, she managed, "I love doing this
with people watching. Never have done it on a boat. I
do Rusty for the girls and their friends at the house."
Beth had produced a sizable toy and was fucking Slut in
her cunt. It was a team effort...and some say, the
beginning...
Slut swallowed all of Baron's load. Then she licked
Beth's asshole clean of my cumload. It was close. I
left the two of them and Baron and I jumped ship,
walking down the surf line to wash off. "Well, big guy.
It's up to you. Mom and Ange will bring down a bitch
now and again and we'll send you the boys for training.
Let us know if you need extra help." I was rehearsing a
Marty talk on Baron. He seemed to get it and walked
back with me like he was back on patrol. I felt him
tense as he scanned His Place. No intruders. Beth and
Slut were ashore. Ange was dumping bottled water into
the empty cooler. I hoped there was a beer preceded me
almost getting bonked by a bud. The twins were squirmy,
glistening with oil and giggling.
"The girls have been busy. It's a New Age, Frankie." It
was the first time she'd called me Frankie. I made sure
Baron had enough water and swallowed my beer. I was
handed a warmer one along with a plastic baggie with
pieces of paper in it.
"Slut here and the twins did some scouting. There are
seventeen names in there of girls that want to
experiment. By the way, thanks for the parade lap. The
gals PDAs were swamped." I deduced Baron's and my
wading chat. "Slut here says we can use her or Rusty
anytime, anywhere, anyone. Even video. The twins speak
for themselves." I looked at Marty and wasn't sure.
This thing was developing.
"Same with us. If you're there, anything, anytime."
Somebody's cell went off. It was handed to me.
"Del. I called him." Ange handed me her phone.
"I didn't do it. I think I even figured out a way to
blame Misty." He had me on speaker and I was heckled. I
went for a walk down the beach. Beth snapped her
fingers and Baron fell in just behind me.
Baron's low, alert growl, derailed my thought train to
a temp siding. I saw the three new ones. "EZ. Just
folks." I swear he bumped into my leg. "More visitors?"
The three teeners, complete with tramp stamps and
plastic cups with colored liquid, introduced
themselves. They were all nekid. It was the cove's
scouting patrol. Marty nodded. Baron cut loose with
louder, warning growl. Alerts were for me, warnings
were for them. A lean, fidgety teen dewd halted in his
tracks.
"Sorry. Tonya, mom says we gotta jet." I assume Tonya
was the one that said "slut and shit". I looked at
Ange. She just nodded. Another mom with boat-rights?
The girls mugged Baron and were polite to me. I said
coy but Ange said it was too much sun. They waded off
with Slut, this time nekid, back to their spot. The
twins hung around. They were my link to the "World of
the Cove" and if Ange were right, NewAge.
"You've been noticed. Not just your boat. Y'all. That
same slut trio visited us when we started coming in
mom's boat. Their mom is almost as bad as ours. Or I
guess good. They've been in a couple of web shit things
and they think they're hot."
"They're still pissed because mom was the first one to
do a gang bang in the open. They were too busy stuffing
bottles in each other." Local history. My train got the
green light.
"I talked to Del."
"I know." I looked at Ange.
"Your name came up so hush up. Marty, it's up to you
and Beth. This thing is moving way faster than we
thought but we can give every support. Misty did the
web thing. It seems we ought to be able to enclose a
decent sized area. Completely private makes it
expensive. No problem. Your cover is that you offer dog
owners that have boats a way to acclimate their dog.
Del can rotate through the dogs from the ranch. Video
is the other. Ange can walk you through the basics. If
this takes off, we'll build a guest boathouse/studio.
Right now, it's how much of your life do you and Beth
want to commit to this? That means the house also." I
looked at them. No read. Ange just shrugged.
"I'm gonna open the cowlings." Del went to raise the
covers for the massive V-8's.
"He's worried about me." Beth was leaning back on her
hands. The twins were silent. "I can't do this alone.
There's not enough hours in a day."
"Mom will help. We can get a couple of others. Can we
be in the videos?" Teri reminded me of monkies. Jeri
went off to use her phone.
"Your call, big guy." I stared at Angie.
"It's Marty's call." I went to help square away the
WARRIOR. I didn't push it. He told me where the video
panel was and I went below to the V. Baron may end up
sleeping in it on the way home so I left it. The anal
revealed four tape decks. Ice and videos...all the
comforts of home. I stowed the tapes and put in fresh.
Never leave anything unloaded.
Back on deck, we had been joined by the twins... still
nekid. "Aunty Ange said we can ride back with y'all.
Mom is cool with it." I looked at aunty....she grinned.
The gals remained nekid. The deck crew got the sea
anchor stowed, fenders over the side and the WARRIOR
afloat. Marty dropped in the outdrives and hit the fire
button. The V's roared to their rumble. Baron took up
station on the bow. As Marty idled the WARRIOR out, the
way was opened and assorted hoots and hollers. We
rumbled slowly past the Slut's Donzi.
The twins' slut mom was nekid, sitting on the lap of
some cove creeper with her legs hanging over the bow.
His cock was in her asshole to an appreciative
audience. "Have fun, girls. Thanks, Beth." More hoots
and hollers. Baron got more whistles and claps than me
or Marty. Angie made us aware of that fact.
The Gulf was a little rougher than when we arrived.
Marty had me get Baron back aft. He hit the GO FAST
button and in minutes, he found the pitch and trimmed
us out at just under 70 knots.
"Think I can do it?" Marty leaned over to avoid having
shout.
"Doesn't matter what I think. The way Del and I look at
it, it can be done and somebody is probably going to do
it. May as well be you and Beth. Marty looked aft. Ange
was slouched with her legs spread, fingering her cunt
and playing with her nipples. She was watching Beth and
the twins. Baron was on his side on a beach towel. Beth
was sucking him off and sharing his cock with the
twins. They had been coy as to their habits.
"I think I can do it."
"So do we. Gets ya an 'ATTA BOY'." I went aft to join
Ange. "Its a GO." We watched as Baron spurted his cum
into the waiting mouths of the twins as Beth stroked
him.
"Told you we make a good team." I say that was the
beginning.
FINIS
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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