===== SAILING =====


                           CHAPTER ONE

	Michael Andrews stood on the wooden gangway of the marina and
looked with pride at his new toy. In front of him was a sleek roomy forty-foot yacht that he had just this week written a check
for.
	The long, teak-decked sailboat had cost him a bundle, but "what
the hell," he thought, he could afford it. At forty-six he was
one of the major partners in a prestigious Hollywood-based law
firm. His latest contract settlement had netted him enough to buy
three boats, if he wanted them.
	Right now he'd settle for the trim, single-masted beauty in
front of him riding gently on the swell in the marina, moored in
his private slip.
	"Where do you want us to store our gear, dad?" called his
daughter, coming down the gangplank from the parking lot. She
carried two sea-bags full of weekend clothes. The Andrews
daughter, Sharon, was a pert, slender little blond, full of
buoyant energy. Small for her nineteen years, Sharon made up for
it with a near perfect body, long legs, a tight rounded ass, and
smallish, firm little breasts that moved loosely under the
nautical T-shirt she was wearing as she stepped on deck of the
Andrews' boat, the Landshark.
	"You two take the forward berths, Shuree," Michael Andrews
called, stepping to the edge of the dock and repositioning the
bumpers hanging over the side of the boat.
	Michael called his daughter by her nickname 'Shuree'. Even
though he didn't like her using the name, she was his favorite,
and lately she had taken up not only the name, but also a sexy
image that fit her sleek good looks and her short-bobbed platinum
hair. His little girl was growing up.
	"Thanks for inviting me, too" said a voice from over his
shoulder. Andrews turned slightly and flashed a gruff smile at
Shuree's best friend since childhood, Alicia Sanders. "Lish, to
my friends" she always said when introduced. Lish was struggling
with the rest of the girls' luggage.
	Lish was the exact reverse-image of his daughter Shuree. Where
the little blond was pert and bouncy, Lish was dark, truly sexy,
and had a body that was far to alluring for her nineteen years,
he thought.
	Andrews wasn't sure that he approved of Lish. Lately when Shuree
had been hanging around with the tanned, curvaceous girl, she had
behaved much differently. More adult, somehow. He suspected the
girls smoked pot together, and dated a pretty wild crowd. Lish
was surely leading his daughter into trouble, he thought.
	Alicia Sanders, he knew, came from a family as well off as the
Andrews. Hell, he even did some legal work for her dad, who owned
a string of factories in Southern California's industrial
interior. "It's not like she comes from the wrong side of the
tracks," he thought. "She's just more developed than Shuree,
wilder. And very beautiful."
	He watched Lish walk sinuously down the gangplank, seeing the
way her tight rounded ass filled the bright white shorts. He knew
if she turned around he would see her large, nearly perfectly
shaped tits straining against the navy sweatshirt she had on. He
knew she wasn't wearing a bra, either, or was his daughter. Both
of them had made that apparent in the ride in the station wagon
down to the marina. At times, Andrews could barely keep his eyes
on the traffic, the girls looked so provocative sitting next to
him.
	Michael was happy to be taking the weekend off and showing off
his new boat to the two young women. It was better than them
running around all summer doing god knows what, looking like
that, he figured. At least for the weekend he'd know where Shuree
and Lish were, and that they would be out of trouble.
	Andrews was a little sad, though. Originally he planned the
sailing trip to show off his new boat to the maximum she could
hold: six people. But his wife Jane had to cancel this morning at
the last minute, something about a real estate deal in the
Beverly Hills area she sold fancy houses from. And then his son
Clint and his wife Tara had had a fight and decided to not come,
too, so Michael was left with just the two girls to help him
crew, and to show off to.
	"Oh, well," he told himself, climbing aboard. "At least I get to
try out the Landshark on the open sea; and both Shuree and Lish
have sailed before, on our other boat."
	Before long, Andrews had busied himself with getting under way,
and he was surprised to find himself pretty happy. The giggling
and laughter of the two girls coming up from below deck as they
stowed away gear and made things ship-shape was infectious. And
the new yacht was a dream, all the right fittings and equipment.
Andrews even began to whistle and smile to himself as he made the
lines ready to cast off and called the girls up from below to
help him take the Landshark out to sea.
	On hour later, Andrews' mood was much better. The new boat
handled like a dream! Even if he hadn't had Shuree and Lish to
crew for him, he felt he could have sailed her by himself. He
stood in the open cockpit well, watching the sail fill with the
wind and thought how rewarding this was, after how hard he had
worked on the Dixon contracts. He deserved this.
	Life was pretty good, he thought, even if Jane hadn't been able
to get away and sail with them. Still, at forty-six he had good
health, knew women thought of him as handsome, and he still had a
good tan and a flat stomach. What more could a successful lawyer
ask on a Saturday morning than money in the bank, a sleek yacht,
and two beautiful girls to crew?
	"Those bastards that watched us coming out of the marina," he
smirked, "they didn't even know the two young females manning the
winches and the sails are my daughter and her friend.
	"Probably think I'm some rich fat-cat with money to spend on two
hot young babes!" he laughed.
	He smiled as he looked over the roof of the setback cabin in
front of him. The two "hot young babes" were sunbathing on the
deck, lying on towels in their bikinis, whispering and giggling
in each other's ear as the Landshark knifed through the water.
The hot Southern California sun made it a perfect day.
	About a nautical mile or so away he could see a large naval
vessel bearing down, but Michael quickly changed course to steer
to one side.
	The girls, too had noticed the ship, and ran to the bow to see
better. As the vessel approached, Lish reached behind her back
and tugged at the string holding her bikini top in place, pulling
loose the knot. The skimpy fabric panels covering her tits fell
loose and she held the bikini top over her head. As Lish glanced
at her, Shuree quickly did the same.
	Andrews believed then that Lish was corrupting his daughter, but
decided not to press the issue.
	"Let 'em have a little fun," he said to himself. He didn't even
mind all the sailors on the port side of the big ship getting an
eyeful as it pulled past them in the opposite direction.
	The girls caused quite a commotion, getting a steady din of
catcalls and wolf whistles as they leaned out over the bow of the
Landshark and waved their empty bikini tops at the sailors. The
big ship's whistle went off with a loud "whoop," startling the
girls, but making them giggle and dance in teasing motions as the
Navy ship pulled on into the port.
	Andrews knew every seaman on the ship envied his place, right
then, and he felt smug about it, even if the girls were who they
were. The sailors didn't know that.
	As the Landshark sailed out into the channel, Andrews noticed
that Lish and Shuree didn't put their tops back on, but tied them on the fore stay like sets of double-flagged pennants. Soon the girls were back on
their beach towels on the deck, snuggled together half naked,
smoothing oil over each other and laughing and talking intimately
as they sunbathed. Every once in a while one of them would look
back at Andrews and wave as he stood by the helm in the cockpit
of the yacht. He smiled and waved back, shaking his head in mock
irony at the "brazen" behavior of his two young "crewmen." They
knew that part of the fun of going out on the boat was to be as
free as they wanted, and that Shuree's dad, even if he
disapproved, would not make an issue of it if they went half-nude
around the boat.
	By noon, Michael Andrews was enjoying himself tremendously. The
new boat was handling wonderfully, tacking back and forth,
holding like an arrow to the course he set toward the island of
Santa Inez. They would make their landfall before dark, he
decided. The new boat was fast! Plenty of time before dark to get
there and get moored in an out-of-the-way area in a cove he knew
about on the western side of the island. Though the island was
always full of tourists on the eastern side, Andrews loved the
privacy of that side of the island, it made him feel as they
could be thousands of miles away from civilization in the South
Seas, instead of forty miles from Los Angeles.
	As he adjusted his course and studied the way the wind filled
the big triangular sail, Lish ambled lazily back to the cockpit,
standing half-naked in the sun and looking intently at the
controls and equipment of the boat. She was genuinely interested
in sailing, as much as anything, and Andrews remembered promising
her that he would show her how to handle the new boat.
	Lish seemed unconscious of her half-naked body, and how it might
affect the forty-six year old lawyer. She sat down on the edge of
the cockpit, dangling her legs into the well, and studied each
move Andrews made as he shifted the helm and continued to
navigate.
	"Hi," Lish said brightly. "Mind if I watch?"
	"No, not at all" Andrews said. He tried to keep his eyes off the
young woman's sun browned, beautiful jugs. "I promised you a
chance to sail her, want me to explain all the gauges?"
	"Yeah, sure!"!" She cried, and immediately leaned into the
cockpit, looking with interest at the control panel.
	Andrews stood in front of her, his heart pounding in some kind
of embarrassed excitement he didn't want to admit. He kept his
hands on the helm, studying Lish's ripe body. He saw the way her
soft, lovely mammaries jiggled heavily with the undulating swell
of the sailboat.  The coconut smell of her suntan oil seemed like
exotic perfume to him as she sat on the edge of the cockpit,
gazing at the compass.
	They remained like that for several minutes as Andrews pointed
out what Lish needed to know to pilot the boat. She was smart and
picked it up right away. It wasn't her first time sailing,
anyway.
	Michael Andrews was acutely aware of the way the nearly nude
nineteen-year-old was arousing him. Despite his efforts not to
notice, her naked tits were giving him a hard-on! He could feel
the aching bulge in his crotch growing as the lithe young woman
swayed sensuously when the sailboat took the crest of a wave.
	"Your sure are growing up beautiful, Lish." He said huskily. He
suspected she had seen the hardness of his cock, so he pulled
back a few inches, to hide it behind the binnacle. But he
continued to watch the way her marvelous breasts swayed as the
boat cut through the water.
	Andrews found he couldn't take his eyes off Lish's magnificent
boobs. They were large, and softly heavy, yet young and firm and
standing out from her chest. Her half-dollar sized brown aureoles
surrounded thick, flower bud-sized nipples that were the color of
hot roses. His cock was throbbing in arousal as he watched the
way her nipples stiffened under his gaze, or maybe it was just a
splash of ocean spray from the bow. Her tits had a fine layer of
goose bumps for a second as he watched. Then he realized she was
totally aware of his stare.
	Lish looked back at him, smiling a sexy, happy smile. "Do you
think my tits are pretty?" She asked.
	Andrews laughed conspiratorially and stared evenly back at Lish.
"You probably have the most beautiful pair of breasts I have ever
seen."
	"I don't mind you looking," she confided. "In fact, ... I like
it alot."
	"Why's that? What do you mean?" Andrews asked, cautiously. He
shifted his stance, standing upright, letting his cock stretch
out inside his swimming trunks.
	"I'd be crazy not to want you to like looking. You are really a
hunk, Mr. Andrews!" Lish smiled. "Shuree and I both agree you
must be the handsomest man we know. And I think you're the
nicest! ... Shuree is always saying how it's too bad you're her
dad, she'd like to do you!
	From the shocked look on Andrews's face, Lish realized she had
said too much. She was quiet for a moment, as Andrews' pretended
to fiddle with the rigging, not knowing how to respond. The very
idea of his daughter wanting to ... to fuck, him! It caused a lot
of strange feelings he didn't want to admit to.
	Seeing he was embarrassed, Lish tried to make it better.
	"I guess I shouldn't have said that, huh?"
	"No, no, it's OK. You should be free to say whatever you want,
especially out here on this boat." Andrews said, "I guess you
girls talk alot about sex and ... things. It's just hard to
realize you're growing up."
	"I'm glad you take that view, Mr. Andrews...."
	"Please, Lish we've known each other for years, call me Mike."
	"Mike ...," Lish said, obviously happy to be treated like an
adult woman, and obviously enjoying the effect her body was
having on Mike Andrews'. "Shuree and I have had a crush on you
since were little, I guess. Didn't you know?"
	"I guess I never thought about it." Andrews felt his cock
throbbing back to hardness now that he was over the shock of
Lish's suggestive conversation. "I've always been wrapped up in
work and stuff."
	"Yeah, well, you're not now. You're out here with us!" Lish
said, half suggestively. "I hope we get to know each other better
on this trip. and you can find out about Shuree and me, and how
grown up we really are. Shuree thinks you haven't noticed. ...And
she thought this would be the perfect opportunity for us to, ...
um, show you how much we've grown up!"
	"You should be flattered, Mr. And..., Mike. Most other older
"grown-ups" aren't worth bothering about. But we like you!"
 	"I am flattered," Mike said huskily, "particularly when a
beautiful girl like you tells me I'm handsome."
	"Well you are," Lish sighed and leaned back as the boat suddenly
bounced under the force of a larger wave. Andrews noticed the way
her legs parted slightly as she dangled them into the cockpit,
swinging them gently. He found he couldn't take his eyes off the
swollen mound between her thighs. The bright neon green panel of
skimpy fabric that was Lish's bikini bottom barely covered the
pouting lips of her young pussy.
	"Ummmm," Lish said saucily, gently grinding her ass back and
forth over the teakwood deck at the edge of the cockpit. "I guess
you really do like looking at me!"
	 "Lish... you are really very beautiful and I'm very aroused,
but let's don't get carried away." Andrews protested, trying
unsuccessfully to hide his crotch. "You shouldn't be doing this!
You shouldn't tease! You're like my own daughter!"
	Alicia Sanders giggled a wicked laugh at that remark, obviously
understanding it differently - on purpose - than Andrews meant
it. She kept undulating her body, well aware of the sexy way it
was arousing the lawyer.
	"Then it's OK to tease!" Lish said. "Shuree would, if she had
any chance."
	"I don't think so, sometimes I think you just urge her on to do
this wild stuff!" Andrews accused. "Stop it, please!"
	He was upset at how vulnerable he was becoming to seduction by
this wanton nineteen-year-old, yet he couldn't take his eyes off
of her. His cock was aching and throbbing to full hardness now.
	Lish ignored his protests, knowing that he really didn't mean it
at all.
	"C'mon, Mr. Andrews." she taunted. "C'mon, Mike. Let yourself go
a little. You've always said out here on your boat anything goes,
as long as nobody gets hurt. You like a little freedom, a little
adventure, don't you?
	"W' ... what do you mean?" Andrews said. All of a sudden he
began to think of all the wild things he could do to this
beautiful brunette sitting naked on the edge of the deck.
	"I think...." Lish said, moving her thumbs under the thong
straps holding her bikini bottom in place. "I think I ought to
show you my pussy!"
	Before Andrews' could do anything, Lish had stripped the bikini
from between her legs and tossed it into the cockpit. She
stretched her arms back on the teak deck, spreading her legs even
further. She smiled wantonly as Andrews gulped, and then focused
on the beautiful sight of Lish's naked cunt. Her dark, fur
fringed labia were pouting in arousal, and a few tiny beads of
moisture glistened in the sunlight as they welled up along the
dark, sexy crack of her pussy slit.
	"Jesus!" Andrews cried, in spite of himself. She was exquisitely
beautiful from head to toe, and Lish obviously was enjoying
teasing him, letting his eyes roam all over her lush body.
	"You gotta stop this Lish!," Andrews sighed. "I mean, I know
your parents! Your dad is my friend! How can I ...."
	"Don't you like looking, Mike?" Lish teased, she moved her body
provocatively. "It's ok, my dad's not here. Can't you just enjoy
looking? No one's here, just us. I want you to look. I've always
wanted you to."
	Despite his best intentions Michael Andrews found himself going
along, watching as the beautiful, tanned brunette girl performed
an obscene "exposure" in front of him. Lish spread her legs wide,
lifting them up out of the cockpit. Stretching out one arm behind
her for support, the wanton girl used her other hand to explore
and fondle her own sexy pussy.
	First she pried apart her dew-moistened slit lips, exposing the
hot pink flesh of her inner pussy labia. Then she pulled back the
fleshy little hood at the apex of her vaginal slit, revealing to
Mike's hungry eyes the stiffening, aroused little stalk of her
clit. She scratched a red-polished fingernail over its tip.
	"Ohhhhhh." Lish sighed, "I like playing with my pussy,
especially in front of you!"
	"God, Lish, You can't do this!" Andrews protested
half-heartedly, then just gave up. Standing there watching the
brown vixen gently masturbate in front of him, he tried to keep
the sailboat on course, and tried to ignore the screaming ache of
his cock inside his swimsuit.
	Lish stared back at him, looking into his eyes, her eyelids
slitted in sexy arousal as she taunted and teased Mike Andrews
with her nasty teasing masturbation. Her finger jiggled back and
forth over her little girl button, causing her to groan.
	"Ummmmmm," she said. Then, looking evenly back at Andrews, then
down at the bulge in his crotch she said. "Don't you have
anything to show me? It's not fair to be naked by myself!"
	"Shuree might ..."
	"Don't worry!" Lish snapped. "Shuree is asleep in the sun up on
the front deck. Nobody has to ever know! C'mon Mr. Andrews. Be
nice! Show me your cock!"
	Incredibly, Michael Andrews was drawn in to the forbidden, sexy
fantasy his young guest was playing out. Before he could gain
control of himself, he found he was pulling down the waistband of
his white swim trunks and stepping out of them. He stood nude in
front of Alicia Sanders, his throbbing, nine-inch cock jerking
and stiffening in the sun. He couldn't explain or justify it to
himself, but he wanted her to see it! His own behavior shocked
him, but he didn't hold back.
	"There," he said gruffly. "Satisfied?"
	He was secretly flattered at the hungry, erotic look the young
woman expressed as she stared at hard, fat prick.
	"Ohhhhh, wow!" sighed Lish, she leaned back, dropping her hand
from her oozing pussy. she sat back on the deck and stared at the
erotic sight of her best friend's dad naked, his aroused prick
curving up hard and strong from his crotch.
	"It's even better than I remember!"
	"What???!" cried Mike.
	"Shuree and I used to sneak looks at you when you were in the
shower, when I used to sleep over. We always loved to imagine
your cock ...."
	"I can't believe it!" Andrews said, shaking his head, yet he
found in broke the tension, and he was all of a sudden laughing
gently, looking into Lish's eyes and sharing the happy erotic
situation.
	"What the hell. No harm done," he thought. "And we are alone out
here on the ocean. We can do anything we want!. What's the matter
Andrews, afraid of a little freedom, something you always
defended in court?"
	Lish leaned back, savoring the moment, letting Andrews's eyes
wander over her naked body just as she drank in the sight of his
randy, hard and ready penis.
	"Can't you let go of that wheel?" she asked. "I need you to kiss
me! I need you to touch me! We're all alone, don't you want to?"
	In answer, Miscalled Andrews flipped a couple of switches on the
control panel, engaging the electronic self-steering mechanism.
"What the hell," he thought, giving in to his most basic
impulses. In half a second he was touching Alicia Sanders,
kissing her passionately.
	"Ummmm." Lish groaned into his mouth, feeling Andrews's cup her
heavy, soft mammaries in his hands. Despite himself Mike Andrews
held Lish's heavy jugs, spreading his fingers out over her
suntanned tit-flesh, fondling and gently squeezing the
nineteen-year-old's firm young titties.
	"That's so nice!" she panted, pulling her mouth away from
Andrews' deep french kiss.
	Lish wrapped her long legs around Mike's body, pressing her hot
pussy against the lower part of his chest, just where her crotch
hung over the edge of the deck as Mike stood in the cockpit. Mike
Andrews pressed tightly against Lish, savoring the erotic feel of
her warm went cunt against him, and the unbelievable softness of
her tits in his hands.
	"We...we gotta stop this!" he groaned, forcing himself to drop
his hands from Lish's inviting boobs.
	"Ummm ummm!" Lish protested, grinding her willing cunny against
Andrews's waist. "Not yet!"
	Lish tilted her face back to Mike and before he knew it they
were embracing and he was kissing his daughter's best friend
passionately once more, his tongue spearing into her warm,
willing mouth. Lish's legs coiled tighter around Mike.
	"Ohhh, yeah," Lish sighed. "I've dreamed of this for so long!"
	Andrews moved his mouth along Lish's flesh, kissing and nibbling
her luscious neck, then hurrying, he opened his mouth and sucked
one of Lish's stiff, crankily-fleshed nipples into his eager
mouth, gently chewing at her tit tip.
	"Ummmm" Lish groaned, and began feeding her tits to his hungry
mouth so that soon Andrews was licking and sucking both of her
magnificent rounded jugs, tasting the warm mix of flavors from
her titties. The coconut oil, the light scent of perfume and the
heady musk of her excited flesh urged him on.
	They fondled and kissed, naked in the noon sun at the rear of
the sailboat.
	Andrews forgot what little inhibitions he had left and began
seriously making out with the naked brunette goddess, half
sprawled on the deck.
His cock painfully pressed against the cool paint work below the
railing of the cockpit, but Andrews didn't pay any attention. He
began fondling and kissing Alicia Sanders with all his expertise,
all the while moving his mouth lower and lower on her body until
his tongue was frenching the shallow indentation of her navel.
Alicia was gyrating her ass on the deck.
	"Yeah, ohhh yeah" she sighed, throwing her head back and
stretching her arms out behind her to steady herself as the boat
bounced in the waves. "Eat me! Ohhhh, godd, Mike, eat me!"
	Sanders pulled the young woman's ass forward, encircling her
butt with his arms. Then he bent his head down between Lish's
firm thighs and began a teasing, nibbling assault on her crotch.
He licked the inner flesh of each of her thighs, and dragged his
tongue through the thick curly pelt of her muff. Then he gently
kissed the warm, wet entrance to Lish's love hole, fitting his
mouth to her pouting pussy lips.
	Lish groaned loudly and threw her legs over Mike's shoulders as
he stood below her in the cockpit. He'd bent only a little to get
his face between her legs, and now he was tonguing and chewing at
her hot, oozing pussy.
	"Eat me, ohhhh, yesss! Eat me!" Lish groaned, pushing her crotch
tighter against his face. She cried out as Mike's tongue slipped
between her pussy lips and drilled down into the hot, gushing
hole of her vagina.
	"Mmmmm" Mike groaned, savoring the warm sour-salty taste of her
cunt juice and her pink cunt flesh. He jetted his tongue in and
out of her cunt hole, making Lish groan and undulated
rhythmically as he fluttered his tongue inside of her.
	"Oooo, oooo, oooooo!" Lish chanted, shutting her eyes tight and
throwing back her long brown hair as she lifted her face to the
sun. She sat on the edge of the cockpit, her best friend's dad's
face buried in her pussy, and groaned up at the sky in ecstasy.
Her head swayed from side to side as he tongued her twat.
	"Ohhhhhh, godd, I love what your tongue is doing!"
	By now, Mike Andrews no longer cared about the ethics or
morality of his erotic assault on Lish's cunt. Moving one hand
past her thigh, he reach down into her crotch and spread the top
of Lish's pussy lips with his fingers.
	Lish's pink, hard little girl-dick stood out stiff and aroused
as he looked down at it lovingly. Then Mike Andrews flicked his
tongue over Lish's clitty, dragging it back and forth across the
super sensitive tip of her taut pussy button. Lish jumped and
wriggled spasmodically in Andrews' arms
	"Ohhh, yeah! Ohhh YEAH!" Lish moaned, bouncing her pussy against
Andrews's face, riding his ever-moving tongue toward orgasm.
	Andrews devoured Alicia Sander's young pussy, lapping and
chewing until the young woman was trembling and writhing in his
embrace. He could tell she was on the verge of cumming!
	And then above him, by the edge of the cabin, he heard the voice
of his daughter.
	"You whore!" Shuree Andrews cried, her voice full of mock
indignation. "We agreed I would have the first turn!"
	Chagrined, Andrews pulled his face from between Lish's lovely
thighs and spun around halfway in the cockpit to look up at his
daughter. His face glistened in the sun from the slimy coating of
Lish's warm pussy juice.
	{Uh oh! While Mike and Lish react to getting caught, it's a good
time to remind you that if you received this story anywhere but
from the ASSTR website, it has been stolen. Such thievery hurts
your ability to get more stories, and my ability to post more.
Please report this theft to me at sylvarrh at earthlink dot net
or to the ASSTR administrators, I'll send you a quick flash story
in appreciation. Now let's see what Shuree is going to do for
payback  ...}
	Shuree was flushed and aroused, Andrews could tell, from the
sight of her dad getting it on with her best friend. Her face was
reddened from an aroused blush. Despite himself Andrews looked at
Shuree's smallish, conical breasts. Her hot pink, bullet-shaped
little nipples were stiff in arousal.
	Embarrassed, Andrews stood there in silence, feeling Lish's
quivering, slightly gyrating pussy press against his shoulder as
he looked up at his daughter.
	The look on his platinum-haired daughter's face was one of
erotic amusement. She was obviously enjoying this. Andrews had no
idea how long Shuree had been standing there, but certainly it
was too long. He had been caught!
	"Don't look so shocked, daddy." Shuree laughed and jumped down
into the cockpit. "We planned it this way!
	"Only Lish was supposed to let me go first, " Shuree complained
in humorous pique. "The little slut!"
	"Shuree, I ..., um ..." Andrews stammered.
	"Oh, hush, daddy. You never had a chance. We both knew we were
gonna "do" you this weekend." Shuree chided, "Actually, I'm glad
Lish "broke the ice." I might have chickened out! Only now that I
see your big cock, I don't think I would have!" Shuree grinned,
her hand reached out to gently encircle Andrews' throbbing penis.
	Her shocked father just stood there, as his daughter grabbed his
hard cock and begin jacking him off lovingly. Lish squirmed on
the deck above the cockpit and rubbed against him, sliding her
finger in and out of her aroused vagina.
	Andrews just let it happen! He couldn't believe how he was just
standing there letting his own daughter jack him off! Whatever
moral code or inhibitions against incest he had had, they just
disappeared while the three of them did obscene, naked sex on the
stern of the boat.
	In a few seconds Shuree had settled in front of him on her
knees, looking up into his eyes with lust and then with pleasure
at his massive cock. She smeared the oozing precum over his cock
and expertly kept up her hand job, teasing his cock. Andrews felt
the stinging pleasure erupt in his balls as his cum began to
move.
	Before he knew it he was arching his back, going rigid as his
own daughter fondled and rubbed his prick. He looked down at her
beautiful face, framed by her short-bobbed platinum hair, the
sunlight glinting on its silver-gold color, and flashing off the
small diamond earrings he had bought her for her sweet sixteen
birthday party.
	He barely recognized the wanton, aroused nineteen year old
little vixen below him, her hands curled and moving along his
shaft. All he recognized was the half-sneering aroused curl of
her upper lip as she played with his dick. Her erotic expression
looked just like her mother's when she was aroused and horny,
fondling or teasing his cock in much the same way.
	Shuree wrinkled her pert nose exactly in the same way - although
she didn't know it - that her mother did when sex-aroused. Her
lips formed a sexy silent "Oooo" as she stared in concentration
at her father's prick, willing it to cum!
	"Awwww!" he groaned, fucking his cock into his daughter's loving
hand.
Then Michael Andrews watched as his cock spurted massive gobs of
milky white goo out of the slit in it's tip. He was cumming! His
daughter's hand rapidly flew up and down his shaft urging him to
spurt more! She jacked and jacked, her aroused, sexy expression
of concentration driving him crazy at he stared at her face, and
then back down at his penis squirting in her hands.
	As he looked down, the hot sperm shot out and squirted over
Shuree's chest.
	"Ohhhhhhh, Lish! Lookit!" Shuree squealed to the masturbating
brunette above her on the deck. She pointed his pulsing cock like
a fire hose toward her hot nipples, painting them with his
dribbling cum. "Lish, ohhh, god Lish, I made him CUM!"
	Andrews stared in disbelief as his daughter knelt in front of
him and rubbed his sperm over her titties, all over the front of
her. Her hand milked his cock sweetly as Mike watched the last of
his cum drip heavily out in fat blobs that lengthened and slid
slowly down in stringy wetness to land on his daughter's body. He
watched her pink-manicured nails swirl through the hot cum as her
fingers spread and rubbed it over her flat, white belly.


				CHAPTER TWO

	Jane Andrews was furious. She was thinking of how rotten her
morning had been. It made her so mad thinking of how her real
estate deal had fallen through that she slammed the pitcher of
margaritas she made down on the glass table top just a little too
hard.
	"Damn!" she thought. Here she was at home alone, when she had
expected to be closing a multi-million dollar real estate sale.
She had even passed up a chance to spend the weekend on her
husband's new boat, along with her daughter and her friend.
	She sat by the pool and sipped at the drink. Under her
sunglasses, she was blinking back tears of anger and frustration.
What a mess, she thought.
	Her mind wandered back to the morning. She had been happy and
excited after her husband and daughter left. She had a hot
prospect to sell the MacClaren house, a large mansion in the
exclusive section of town she considered her territory. A young
movie director wanted a new, more prestigious house for himself
and his new wife, a not too famous actress. The director had just
made tons of money with one of the biggest blockbuster movies of
the year.
	She had met the director at the house to show it one more time
before closing the deal. The young, handsome Hollywood type had
met her right on time at the front gate.
	"Isn't your wife going to join us, Mr. Colwell?" Jane had asked,
opening the large entry to the house.
	"Uh, no ..., she couldn't make it." the director said. "I think
I can handle this by myself."
	Jane thought things were going really well as she again showed
off the many opulent features of the mansion, features she would
be sure were just right for the director and his charming wife.
	"Funny, though," she had thought. The man seemed not to be
paying attention, just looking at her with a weird expression.
Jane knew she had an affect on men. It kind of helped her make
sales sometimes, not as if she would ever take advantage thought.
	It was just with her long ash-blond hair and her knockout body,
she could have been mistaken for an actress herself. She had
long, silky legs, and a rounded, tight ass that Colwell fastened
his eyes on as she led him to the second floor up the long formal
stairway.
	Suddenly she was acutely aware of how her expensive silk blouse
clung to her breasts. While they were not huge, she knew her
boobs were pretty and caused men to look. Her brown eyes and
classically beautiful face didn't hurt, either.
	When they got to the large master bedroom, the director stood
close to Jane while she demonstrated how the music system over
the king-sized bed worked.
Colwell reached for her then, quickly pulling her to him and
trying to engage her in a passionate french kiss.
	Jane protested, trying to wiggle out of his embrace, aware that
she was all alone in the big house. If this guy wanted to try
anything, she would be on her own.
	"Stop it!" she said, angrily. "What gave you the idea you could
do that?"
	"Aw, come on," sneered the director. "Everybody knows how you
Hollywood real estate salesgals close a deal! Why don't you just
lay down on the bed?"
Jane stared angrily back at the aroused director, seeing what a
jerk and a womanizing pig he had become.
	"Maybe that's what you think, pal," she snapped, "but I sell
houses, not anything else. Keep your hands offa me!"
She turned and left the director standing there with disbelieving
smirk on his face. By the time she got downstairs and out to her
care, she was in tears.
	Now she sat at poolside and replayed the awful moments in her
head as she sipped her second margarita and lay back on the
chaise lounge next to the pool.. She had lost a big commission.
For that money, she thought, may I should have fucked him!
	Jane was sexually liberated, and had occasionally had other men
after she had married Mike Andrews, but she knew she could never
be unfaithful the way the director had wanted her to be. She
wouldn't sell herself for money. Besides they were well off. The
Andrews house was nearly the size of the mansion she had shown
today, if a couple of million dollars cheaper. No, she decided,
it wasn't worth it, to fuck for a commission. She would never do
that.
	Yet, as she lay back in the lounger and let the sun bake her
body, she felt a nagging tingle in her left breast where the
director had cupped and squeezed it through her blouse when he'd
tried to kiss her.
He was cute, she admitted. Now, if he'd just been a little nicer
in his approach, just maybe ....
	Jane adjusted the lounger so that she could lay back more
comfortably. She loosened the string ties on the top of her
bikini to make herself comfortable. She sipped on the margarita
and tried to put herself into a mellower mood.
As the liquor took effect, and she began thinking about better
times she had had with men who were attracted to her, she
realized she could make herself feel a lot better. She could make
herself feel better than anyone else could make her feel, she
realized. She knew how to feel real good.
	It was then that Jane decided to masturbate.
	She set the drink down on the glass-topped poolside table, and
leaned back languorously on the chaise lounge. She enjoyed
thinking about just how she wanted to "do" herself.
	In the meantime she slowly moved her hand up to her left breast
and cupped it gently, soothing the tingling ache that was left
over from her encounter with the director. I felt good to have
her palm press firmly against the soft mound of her tit.
	Her arms crossed over one another, forming an "X" across her
body as she fondled both her breasts, feeling the fabric of her
bikini top bunch up in her hands.
	"ummmmmm," she sighed. "feels nice!"
	She decided to concentrate first on stimulating her mammaries,
they seemed to feel so good when she did.
	Jane slid both her hands slowly under the cups of her swimsuit
top, tantalizing herself as her fingers slid over her soft tit
flesh.
	Her boobs were not overlarge, but full and ripe. They sagged a
little when she stood up, not because of her being forty, but
because her tits were heavy and plump.
	Her hands slid into place and she could feel her nipples press
into the palms of her hands as she squeezed herself gently, then
more firmly.
	"Ooooo," she groaned. Sweet erotic feelings flooded into her
breasts as she slowly massaged them.
	Jane let go of them long enough to pull the loosed top of her
swimsuit off and let it fall to the deck by the pool. Then she
stared down at her full, naked tits.
	She had thick, wine-colored nipples that were half stiffened as
she moved her hands back over her boobies. she fingered each of
the fat, thump tip sized nubs of flesh, making them throb and
rise up. The large dusty pink circles of her aureole puffed up
and form a thick hot ring around her stiffening nipples. Jane
began pinching and tugging at her titty tips until she felt the
sexy pleasure spreading through her body.
	Jane felt her breathing become more rapid as she aroused
herself. Her soft private moans became longer, lower as she
cupped, squeezed and fondled her soft tits.
	"Ummmmm, ooooooo" she sighed, then pinched and tugged at her
stiff, aching nipples, making them harder and more sensitive.
Soon she was fiercely squeezing and pinching them, She would roll
her nipple buds over the balls of her thumbs, mashing them in
sweet pleasure pain with her fingers. The she dug her polished
fingernails into the crankily flesh, sending sharp sparks of
pleasure into her titties.
	Then she pinched and pulled and tugged so hard at them that she
was afraid they might snap off! It felt sooo good!
	"ooooo, goood, yeah," she sighed, opening her eyes to gaze
across the big backyard pool. She had nor fear of being observed
as she naughtily played with herself, there was a high wall all
around the property, and the house sat an acre away from the
nearest neighbor. She was alone, she could indulge herself anyway
she wanted!
	Jane played with her titties for a long time, making her body
more and more aroused, longing to complete her self-love with a
full hot orgasm. Her needy cunt began to seep, then flow wetness
that dripped into the cloth of her bathing suit. her ass was
bouncing gently against the soft cushion covering the chaise
lounge.
	Jane stopped her tit fondling long enough to grab the beach
towel she had brought out form the house and spread it under her
ass. She was always a "wet" girl, she knew, and she didn't want a
big puddle of her lubricating juice to stain the cushion.
	Jane immediately put her hands back on her fat tits and rubbed
and rubbed until they were soothingly aroused and momentarily
satisfied. She knew it was time to treat the rest of her body to
her sensual masturbation.
	She kept her left hand pinching and fondling each breast, each
nipple in turn as she let her right hand slowly inch down her
torso. She rubbed and teased her soft suntanned skin all down her
chest and belly, over and over in fluid circular motions. She
paused to rub the spot just over her belly button where the pit
of her stomach ached in arousal. she swirled her hand delicately
around and around, pleasuring herself as her titties glowed form
her self loving.
"more," she thought to herself, and let her hand drift further
down, teasing and gently scratching her flesh with the tips of
her nails until her skin was alive and crying out for sex.
	At last her fingers found the top of the slick triangle of
spandex clothe that covered her pussy.
	Teasing herself, she let her fingers comb through her dark brown
curly muff hair, her long fingers gliding under the bikini
bottom. Then she tugged and tweaked the curly hair, making the
flesh over her mound sting in pleasure as she pulled at her pubic
fur.
	"ummm, yeah," she sighed, and spread her legs just a little
further open. Her thighs were elevate, with her knees bent, her
feet resting solidly on the bottom part of the chaise cushion.
She let her legs fall open just as her fingers began to slip down
along each side of her swollen, moistening pussy. She scissored
her warm, meaty pussy lips between her fingers, mashing her labia
sweetly as her fingers slid on either side down into her crotch.
The top of her palm rested tantalizingly just above where her
thick little clitoris was sweetly stiffening.
	"Yeah, god, yeah," Jane sighed to herself and felt her pussy
throb as she rubbed her hand flat over the surface of her cunt.
She smeared the hot goo sluicing out of the crack between her
slit lips. It painted her pussy, the inside of her thighs and
beaded up in wet little droplets scattered inside her pubic hair.
	She was gushing! It was like a tiny river of pussy juice
dribbling out of the slit between her labia and running thickly
down into the crack of her ass. She could feel the warm wet stuff
dribble over her puckered little butthole as she tilted her
pelvis up and rubbed her pussy harder and harder.
	She was thinking about how good it would be to have some man's
tongue there, even that jerk director's. Yet she was pleased with
what she was doing to herself. Nobody knew exactly how to touch
her like she could masturbate!
Jane pulled away the skimpy bikini bottom and slid it down her
long legs, kicking the garment over on top of her bikini top on
the deck. Then she let her legs fall open again, resting the
outer part of her thighs against the arm rests on the chaise as
she rubbed and petted her pussy faster and faster. soles of her
feet pressed against each other so that her legs formed a diamond
shape, with her aroused pussy at the top.
	Then Jane let go of her nipple and put her hand down into her
crotch, her fingertips searching out the top of her fuzzy pussy
slit. She almost cried out when her finger skittered over the
stiffly erect nub of her clitoris as it poked out from between
her swollen pussy lips. With her thumb and forefinger, she spread
wide her cunt lips and with her other hand found the waiting,
hard little-girl love button throbbing in the hot wet space in
the top of her pussy crack.
	"ooooooooo!" she groaned, massaging and jacking the little
dick-like stalk of her clit between her thumb and forefinger. it
felt great! her juice was now dripping copiously out of the
bottom of her cunt, and she knew it was all hot and slimy inside
her pussy hole. She couldn't wait!
 	Sensuously, Jane mad the obscene middle finger sign with her
left had, curling two fingers on either side of her extended
middle finger. She began working her long middle finger down,
down into her slick pussy hole.
	"God, oooo, godd, this feels good," she whispered, plunging her
finger all they way into her hot cunt hole. Her finger was coated
with warm slick slime, an it leaked out of her pussy, around her
probing finger. Sweet chills of pleasure welled up inside her
needy cunny.
	Jane began sliding her stiff finger in and out, in and out of
her pussy, slowly building up a nasty rhythmic stimulation. Her
sugar walls spasmed and clasped at her finger as she diddled it
into her sweet hot pussy.
	"Ummm, ... umm, umm, umm." Jane groaned as her finger fucking
masturbation got better and better. "Awwww, fucckkkkk!"
	Jane began alternating between gently stabbing her finger into
her pussy hole and then teasing her hard clit with her slick
fingers. Every once in a while she would press her fingers over
the meat of her pussy mound and rapidly jiggle her pussy button,
sending almost unbearable waves of pleasure into her cuntworks.
	Jane kept masturbating, "doing" herself harder and harder until
her butt was bouncing gently up and down of the chaise cushion
and both her hands were teasing her cunny. One hand held her
pussy lips wide, and teased the thick flesh around her cunt hole.
Her other hand rocked her sex hunger, plunging one, then tow
fingers together down into her vagina, and then flicking her clit
until it was stinging and aching in pre-orgasm pleasure.
	The naked woman groaned and writhed on the chaise, laying back
in ecstasy and she played with her pussy and headed for a
wonderful climax. Jane fantasized about different men and their
hard cocks sticking into her. She masturbated sensuously, now
bunching three of her fingers together and shoving them into her
stretched-open pussy hole. She couldn't quite fit them as far
down into her love hole, but the pleasure of three fingers
crammed inside of her made her whimper softly and want to cum!
	She made the "fuck you sign" with her other hand now, and
reached down until she touched the sensitive, puckered little
opening to her anus. Shivering in pleasure, Jane coated her
finger tip with her own slippery pussy goo and then pressed her
fingertip against her butthole. Her finger slid tightly inside
her ass, up to the second knuckle. Now she had two holes filled
with her own slick, masturbating fingers and she was loving it!
	She wiggled the finger in her asshole, swirling it around inside
her butt, while her other hand plunged three fingers in and out
of her hot, gushing pussy. She was soooo aroused!
	Deep in her belly she felt waves of pleasure let loose, and all
of a sudden her pussy was quivering spasmodically, while her
asshole clenched and squeezed her invading finger.
	"Now," she moaned, "ohhhhhh, sweet jeeez, noww!"
	Jane began to cum!
	"Ohhhh," she chanted. Her upper lip curled in a slightly
sneering expression of sex enjoyment, her nose wrinkling cutely
as she began orgasming. Her mouth formed a perfect "O" as she
cooed her love-sounds louder and louder in time to the jiggling,
plunging motion of her fingers inside her pussy. "Oohh, ohhh,
ohhh, ohhhhhhhh!"
	Jane's ass lifted up of the cushion, her legs pressing against
the mattress until her body was arched and rigid and both her
hands were working magic inside her vagina and her tight asshole.
	"I'm cummingggg!" she cried, diddling her twat rapidly and
roughly. Her fingers slipped out and she flicked them HARD over
stiff extended clit. Each motion across its sensitive tip mad her
body flex and jerk in erotic pleasure.
	"Ogod, ogod, ogod." she panted. Her fingers slid slickly back
into her pussy hole and she began whimpering in satisfaction as
her body trembled in orgasm after orgasm.
	Time seemed to stretch out for Jane, as she filled her pussy
with the nasty pleasure of masturbation. She was cumming! she
made herself have climax after climax until she was weak, and her
legs slid open wide over the sides of the chaise lounge, her feet
resting gently on the warm concrete by the pool.
	With one finger up her ass, and three more crammed in her pussy,
she slumped back exhausted on the cushion, dreaming about how
good it would be if she could make it be a fat dick spurting in
her cunt, and another shooting off in her butthole.
	"Then I'd want another one to suck on!" she thought to herself.
She drifted in and out of multiple orgasms, fantasizing about
three cocks, or maybe five, adding one on each titty, squirting
hot cum on her nipples!
	After a few moments, she slowly opened her eyes behind her dark
sunglasses and stared off across the pool. Then she gasped in
startled alarm.
	Standing next to the chaise lounge was her daughter Shuree's
boyfriend, Chad Baker. He was hungrily eyeing her nude figure,
and her finger-stuffed cunt. Jane looked up to see him standing
over her, his hard cock jutting out of his open fly as his
fingers massaged it tenderly.
	As Jane watched in embarrassed shock, a big blob of pearly white
goo shot out of Chad's cock, splattering down onto the concrete.
It was followed by four or five more hot spurts of cum that
arched toward her as the young man groaned and arched his back,
pointing his penis straight at her . She couldn't move, surprised
as she was; but she watched in fascination as Chad's cock
squirted hot sperm towards her naked body.

                                                          
CHAPTER THREE

	Mike Andrews sat on the teakwood deck of the Landshark and took
another drag on his cigarette. It was evening, and he stared
westward across the secluded cove, watching the sun go down. The
gentle waves rocked the anchored yacht, now safely at rest on the
west side of Santa Inez Island.
	He still felt extremely shameful and embarrassed about what had
happened that day as they sailed to the island. How could he have
allowed such a thing to happen? He kept asking himself the
question as he stared out to sea.
	After their illicit sex party on the back of the boat, he had
sent his daughter Shuree and her friend Lish below, then avoided
them the rest of the day until he had maneuvered the new boat
into the cove and set the anchor.
	All the time, he kept seeing in his mind the erotic picture of
his sexy daughter on her knees in front of him, jacking him off.
He was shocked at how much he still savored the expression on
Shuree's face, and the way his prick felt so good in her hands.
He couldn't get the thought out of his mind of how his sperm had
squirted nastily all down the front of her naked torso, and how
much she had loved it!
	It was wrong, he told himself. It was incest! How could he have
done that? Yet deep inside he was struggling with the feeling of
how right, how erotic it had felt at the time.
	And he could barely stand to think of how much he had enjoyed
the feel, the taste and smell of Lish Sanders as he had performed
cunnilingus on her naked pussy while she lay on the deck of the
boat. It was more than he could handle!
	He finished the cigarette, flipping it in a glowing arc out into
the sea. He had almost decided to get up and sail immediately
back to the mainland, and end this embarrassing weekend. Yet part
of him knew he had better resolve it between the three of them
before they left the secluded cove. He was ashamed, and couldn't
think clearly about what needed to be done, or how he could
handle it. He sighed, lit another cigarette and stared into the
growing darkness.
	Suddenly he heard soft barefoot steps behind him.
	"Daddy?" Shuree asked hesitantly. "Are you really mad at us?"
	Shuree stood silently next to him, shifting from one foot to
another as Mike looked up at her with a pained expression.. At
least she was now dressed, Mike thought. She had put on a
sweatshirt and a modest pair of shorts. She looked so beautiful
in the twilight, he found himself thinking.
	"No, baby," he sighed. "I'm just mad at myself, and what I let
happen. It should never have gotten out of hand with Lish and me,
much less what I let you do..."
	"Oh, daddy, why be upset? Lish and I ambushed you!" Shuree said.
"We both really love you, and you love us. Is it so wrong? Can't
we be private, and naughty together? Who has to know? This is our
weekend!"
	"Shuree, its so wrong!" Mike said. "Don't you realize its
...it's incest! We can never do that again!"
	Shuree just frowned slightly and sat down next to her father,
swinging her legs over the edge of the boat.
	"I think incest only counts if you make me pregnant." she said.
"But just playing around, pussy games and stuff, it can't be
wrong if we like it with each other. I've always wanted my daddy
like that! Haven't you ever wanted to "have" me?"
	"God, Shuree, I guess it might be natural to think about it, but
how I can excuse what you did, ...what happened? I know you think
sex is part of love. But that doesn't make what I allowed to
happen right!"
	"Oh, daddy, that's silly to think about it like that." Shuree
argued. She was prepared to use all the lawyer's logic she had
learned growing up around her father's practice. Shuree snuggled
closer next to him, pulling his arm around her shoulders as she
shivered slightly in the cool sea breeze. "I think all fathers
should want their daughters, just like daughters want to ... fuck
their fathers. It happens all the time. I don't see why you have
to make it a sad thing, or a big deal! We love each other! What
could be wrong with loving each other that way, too?"
	"It's really not right, baby, ... society ...""
	"To hell with society, and what people think." Shuree said
vehemently. "Its none of their business. This is just our little
private world, our secret time. Lish and I have been longing for
this for months. We ... we really wanted to do it with you. I
want to do it a lot! It's so fucking sexy! You always talked
about how we only make our own rules when we're out on the boat.
Why can't we make love together, if we all love each other? And
we're old enough, too!"
	"Just drop it, Shuree. No way." her father said irritably. "I'm
taking us all home in the morning early. This is too dangerous,
too much temptation. We can pretend it never happened, if we stop
now."
	Shuree pouted, tears in her pretty blue eyes. "I never want to
pretend it didn't happen. I never want to regret that it did."
	The small platinum blond turned her face into her dad's chest
and sobbed a little. "I want you to want me, and to want me to do
sexy things to you."
	Shuree's hand slid gently over her father's thigh as she sighed
and let him hold her in a comforting embrace.
	Mike Andrews was going crazy. All of a sudden his desire
overwhelmed him again as he felt his daughter's soft body press
against him. Every thing he had just told her instantly melted
away as his forbidden desire for Shuree began to creep back into
his mind. He had to admit to himself that for a long time he'd
had a strong, secret wish to fuck his beautiful little blond
daughter. He had subconsciously wanted her for months. He could
feel his body responding to that taboo desire. Already his cock
was throbbing inside his jeans.
	"Ohhh, daddy," Shuree sighed as he held her tightly. "I... I
want you!"
	Mike groaned in anguish as his daughter's expert hand slid over
to his crotch and began gently rubbing his growing bulge. He was
powerless to control the hot feelings of erotic desire that his
daughter had opened him up to. He realized he had no inhibitions
left!
	"Damn," he whispered sadly. "I guess we just have to get this
out of our system."
	It was a lame excuse, he told himself, but all of a sudden he
was tilting the beautiful young woman's face up to his own and
kissing her passionately as she dug her fingers into the front of
his jeans, squeezing and urging his cock to get harder.
	"Ummmmm," Shuree groaned into her father's mouth as they french
kissed. Her sweet warm mouth invited his tongue to explore, and
she pressed herself against him, throwing her leg over his.
Shuree gently humped the side of her dad's thigh while she rubbed
and rubbed his growing hard-on. "You do want me!"
	"Yeah." he whispered, pulling her tightly to him. "I can't help
it, I want you! I want my own daughter!"
	Andrews forgot any further arguments about incest he might have
had. He decided he really owed it to himself to do what his heart
was urging. Who needed to ever know? He resolved to follow his
secret, awful urges. Then he decided that if he was going to make
it with his slender, ripe young daughter, he was going to make
love to her as wonderfully as she deserved. Quickly he slipped
his hand up under her sweatshirt, searching for her small, warm
titty.
	Shuree gasped, pulling her mouth away from his, staring up
happily into his eyes. "Ohhh daddy, ohhh yesss! Yes, touch me
there!"
	Andrews felt his daughter's nipple come alive in his hand as he
slid his fingers under her skimpy bra. Her little tit tip
thickened and grew turgid as he gently pinched and tugged at it.
Shuree seemed to go crazy in pleasure, humping harder against his
leg, sucking his tongue deeply into her wet mouth, and fiercely
scrubbing her hand over his cock mound.
	When Andrews began kissing her slender neck Shuree cooed and
sighed in pleasure. 'Ohhh, daddy, yess. It's so wonderful."
	They necked hotly in the growing darkness. It didn't seem to
matter if they were father and daughter! Any rules about that
seemed to belong to some alien world!
	As Andrews cupped his daughter's conical, soft tit he felt her
tremble in his arms in sexy arousal. And he felt her shockingly
expert movements as she pulled down the zipper on his fly and
slid her hand into his pants, curling her fingers around his
throbbing penis. He had a fatherly urge to wonder how she had
learned....
	"Ohhh, dad, ooohhhh," Shuree sighed. 'Your sweet cock's so hard
for me!"
	Shuree tugged his dick out of his pants and rubbed her fingers
up and down it sensuously. She started jacking him off slowly,
building her loving stokes little by little. It was nasty incest,
but Andrews didn't care about that at all, now. He wanted it, and
he wanted it from Shuree!
	"Awww godd," Mike croaked. "How ... how did you learn to do that
so fuckin' good?"
	Shuree smiled up at him in the darkness. "Lish and I have been
doing sex for a long time, daddy. It's the nineties! Ohh I love
doing this to you!"
	Andrews applied some expertise of his own to his wanton
daughter's lithe body. He pushed her sweatshirt up over her
shoulders and pulled it over her head, revealing her thin lacy
bra, sexy and pure white in the twilight. Shuree shook out her
tousled, short-bobbed blond hair.
Andrews stared at the skimpy little bra Shuree was wearing.
Thanks to the way his hands had been fondling her, it no longer
covered her tits. The bra cups were askew and riding over the
tops of her smallish, firm little titties. He reached around and
unfastened it, and Shuree quickly cooperated by shrugging out of
the bra so that it fell unnoticed upon the deck.
	Andrews feasted his eyes for the second time that day on his
daughter's naked, pert little mammaries. Shuree's chest was
heaving in excited, sexy panting. Her taut, pink little nipples
stood out from the ends of her pointy titties. She had shiny,
quarter sized aureoles of the same hot pink, almost glowing in
the soft sunset. They seemed to puff up as her tit buds stiffened
and thickened.
	Shuree kept up a slow gentle stroking of her daddy's cock,
pausing to smear the clear droplets of precum that oozed out of
it's tip over his glans. She knew what she was doing!
	Mike pulled Shuree up until she was straddling his lap, her hand
buried between them, sensuously jiggling his stiff penis. "I want
your tits in my mouth, honey, they're so beautiful, I gotta kiss
'em."
	"Yes! You don't know how I've wanted you to for so long!" Shuree
sighed.
	He bent his head and began kissing her sensitive, aroused
nipple. Shuree gasped sharply in pleasure when she felt her
daddy's lips slip over the tip of her hot little titty.
	"Suckkit," she groaned softly," suck my nipple!"
	"Mmmm," grunted Mike, sucking almost the whole of her sweet
breast into his mouth. He licked and chewed, feasting himself on
her soft tit flesh. The delicate smell of her perfume filled his
senses.
	Shuree slid her other hand around the back of Mike's neck,
leaning back and slowly feeding her pretty little tits to her
father's hungry mouth, moving her chest from side to side, poking
first one and the other soft tit globe into Mike's mouth. And she
never missed a slow, urgent stroke up and down his aching cock.
	"Succk my titties!" Shuree moaned. "Ohhh daddy suck 'em hard!"
	Mike obliged, tonguing and chewing her spit-covered nipples
until they were aroused and super sensitive. Shuree sighed in
pleasure each time his mouth treated her boobies to new
sensations of incest love.
	The little platinum blond paused, moving her hand down into her
dad's pants until she could gently tug out his scrotum. When she
had all his sex equipment naked and open to her touch, Shuree
went wild, fondling his balls, tugging and teasing his cock,
fingering the tip of it until the slippery goo oozing out of the
slit was dripping from her fingers.
	Mike's hands roamed over his daughter's slender body, caressing
her soft skin everywhere she was naked to the touch. How far did
he dare go? He wondered to himself. Could he actually fuck his
own daughter? Right here on the open deck?
	As if reading his mind Shuree looked evenly into her dad's eyes
as she fondled his cock. "Fuck me, daddy! Ohhh, please," she
whispered, pressing her crotch down on his leg, "fuck me right
now."
	Andrews knew it was useless to further resist temptation. He was
even wondering why he ever had. All his moral inhibitions as a
father and his lawyer's ethics just disappeared as he looked at
the half-naked lovely young woman resting in his arms. She was so
beautiful, so ready to fuck! He couldn't believe in any phony
taboos or forbidding rules. He knew that it would never be the
same with Shuree and him again, and he didn't care.
	Deftly, Mike Andrews pulled open the snap on Shuree's waistband,
and tantalized his sexy daughter by inching her shorts down her
thighs. She giggled and coyly pressed her thighs together to make
it a little harder to pull her panties down. She teased him
wantonly, now that she knew he was going to play her taboo incest
game ....
	Slowly, her shorts slid down below her ass, until her crotch was
naked. Andrews looked at his daughters aroused cunt for the first
time.
	Mike stared in lust at the light brown triangle of her muff as
he exposed it. Shuree was so aroused, so excited she was already
undulating in sexy gyrations as he pulled her shorts - and her
panties with them - slowly down her slender legs. Shuree
stretched out in front of him holding her feet up as he dragged
the clothing off of her.
	For a second she smiled wantonly, spreading her legs as her butt
rested on the deck, flashing her sweet little cunt at him. He
knew it was wet and waiting! Mike quickly pulled his own clothes
off, too, tossing them across the deck.
	Shuree couldn't quite believe it! Her plans were working out,
easily! They were naked, just like she had dreamed of being with
her father. They were going to fuck!
	The naked, incestuous lovers paused a second, looking at each
other. Each enjoying the sight of the other's naked body in the
dim evening light. The anticipation made Mike hold his breath as
he looked hungrily at every naked inch of his daughter's flesh.
Shuree was drinking in the sight of nine inches of hard cock, as
he reached out and pulled her naked body to him.
	"Ohhh, godd," she moaned, settling back over his lap, grinding
her butt down into his crotch as she once again fed her naked
tits to his slurping mouth. "Ohhh, godd, we're gonna fuck!"
	"Yes, baby." Mike croaked. He fitted Shuree's body over him and
slid his hands down until he cupped her rounded, soft buttocks,
gently holding her buns in his caressing hands. "We're certainly
going to fuck! I'm gonna fuck you good!"
	Shuree moaned and lifted up, once again grasping Mike's hard
cock in her hand, only this time instead of jacking it off she
guided it to the rapidly moistening entrance to her cunt. She
fitted her daddy's cockhead against the warm outer lips of her
little cunny, gently scritching his precum-soaked glans around in
a wicked oval through the coarse, curly hairs fringing her pussy
lips.
	"Stick it in me!" she groaned, "Ohh god, Daddy, fuck me!"
	Guiding her butt with his hands, Mike thrust his hips, lifting
his ass up off the wooden deck, feeling the tip of his prick
slide between Shuree's hot inner labia. Shuree threw her arms
around her father's shoulders and groaned as she felt his penis
slide up into her pussy.
	Both of them groaned in unison at the nasty intense pleasure
that the first incestuous fuck stroke brought to them.
	"Unnnnnhhh!" Andrews grunted. His daughter's pussy was the
tightest, sweetest his cock had ever been in! Shuree was so small
and lithe, it was more like fitting her body and her vagina down
around over his hard prick than it was like fucking up into her!
	Shuree was squealing in ecstasy, forcing herself down over her
daddy' cock. She wriggled, and groaned, trying to take as much of
Mike's hard shaft inside of her as possible.
	Mike looked at the wide eyed expression of amazed pleasure on
his daughter's face as they began fucking. His dick was so fat
and big for her!
	"Owwwww, oooooo!" the little blond groaned. She impaled herself
on her father's cock, her butt settling down on Mike's thighs as
she forced his fat prick into her vagina. "Ohhhhhhh. shittttt!"
	Mike could hear the pleasure/pain in her cry as they screwed.
"Does ... does it hurt you?"
	"That's alright daddy," Shuree sighed. She bounced in his lap,
letting his cock slide up and down in her pussy. . "It ought to
hurt a little, ... when a girl ... fucks her ...father!"
	Shuree was panting, leaning back with her arms once more
extended, gripping her dad's shoulders as she gyrated her crotch
and slowly eased herself up and down on Mike Andrews' throbbing
cock.
	Andrews looked at Shuree, wondering at the sexy similarity
between the erotic expression of his daughter as she fucked him
and the same look as his wife had when they fucked. Shuree's lip
curled in a wanton sneer of lust, her nose crinkled in pleasure
concentration. Her little tits jiggled tightly as she gyrated up
and down on Mike's rod.
	"I can't believe it!" Shuree sighed. her legs spread out on
either side of Andrews' hips as she settled down on him. Her
could feel her tight sugar walls quivering and clasping strongly
around his aching cock. "We're really fucking! Ohhhh, daddy I
love you!"
	"I love you too, honey," Mike said passionately, "feel how much
my cock loves being inside you!"
	Shuree groaned, then writhed in his arms, clasping herself
tightly to him so that her little jugs mashed into his naked
chest. Mike pushed up, driving his prick deep into his
incest-crazed daughter, fucking up into her pussy until it was
buried all the way, stretching her cunt walls sensuously. He
lifted his daughter up with each erotic stroke into her.
	"Ummmmmm!" Shuree moaned, her little pussy was being
overstretched by her dad's big penis! "It's sooo biggg!"
	Shuree pressed her mouth against Mike's, spiking her tongue into
his mouth, darting it in and out in a sympathetic rhythm to the
deeper penetration going on between her legs.
	"Your pussy!" he panted, "Your sweet pussy is soo fuckin' hot
and ...tight!"
	"Fuckkit, daddy," Shuree demanded. "Fuck my pussy with your big
cock! Fuck me hard! Oooh I've dreamed of this for so long!"
	Mike Andrews obliged his wanton, sexy Shuree. His cock slid
forcefully into the young woman's slit. He didn't even bother to
care about the secret incest he was performing on his seductive
young daughter. He loved the pleasure of fucking her forbidden
pussy. All that mattered was the way her cunt felt around his
prick.
	The two of them frenched and fucked, embracing tightly. Mike's
ass scrubbed back and forth on the deck of the boat as he kept up
a steady motion in and out of his little girl's wet warm pussy
hole. He was faint and trembling from the sweet nasty pleasure of
his dick inside his own daughter!
	Lish Sanders stood quietly by the mast, unnoticed, watching the
sexy, forbidden incest going on between Shuree and her father
there on the bow.
	"Well, at last!" she thought, "Shuree has finally gotten what
she's always wanted - her father's cock!
	She watched the sexy action for awhile, feeling her own pussy
begin to dampen. Then she smiled ruefully and turned away,
heading back for the galley down below. She wasn't even jealous!
She knew her turn was next. In the meantime, she decided to fix
supper for all three of them, knowing how hungry sex would make
them. Mike would need food, she knew, if he was going to keep
"doing" them all weekend. That was the plan!
	In the meantime Shuree and her father were locked sweetly
together, with Mike's hard shaft slipping in and out of Shuree's
hot cunny faster and faster. The platinum-haired girl kept up a
steady, gyrating rhythm, urging her dad toward climax.
	"Ohhh yeah, oohh yeah!" Shuree panted, bouncing in Mike's lap.
She could feel her slick pussy juice leaking out of her slit,
like a little waterfall. "Fuckkit, Fuckkit, fuckkit! Fuck my
little pussy!"
	Mike felt his cock begin to quiver. As Shuree's warm wet juice
dribbled down to his balls, his dick began to pulse, aching and
stinging as his churning nuts let go. Mike lifted his ass up,
slamming his prick deep up into his daughter. He held her
tightly, feeling her pointed little nipples flatten against his
skin as he screwed Shuree hard. He went rigid, feeling her cunt
sink all the way down around his cock.
	"Unnnnnggg!" he grimaced. It was so good! "Awwwww, yeahhhh!"
	"ARE YOU CUMMING?!" Shuree groaned, feeling his cock quiver
urgently in her pussy. "Ohhhhhhhh, goddd, daaadyy! CUM IN ME!
Cummm inside of me!"
	Shuree wiggled and twisted, making her pussy hole quiver and
clench tightly around her dad's nasty cock. She could feel his
nine inches jerking spasmodically all up inside her vagina.
	"Yeah, I'm cumming!" Mike cried. "Awww goddamn, I'm cumming in
you NOW!".
	Shuree cried out and clutched tightly at her father. She felt
one hot jet of wet stuff spurt deep into her cunt. Then three or
four more hard squirts of her dad's cum shot into her, painting
her cunthole with the warm sweet feeling of gooey semen.
"Ooooooooooo! You're cumming! YOU'RE CUMMMING IN ME!"
	Shuree arched her back and held on as her dad's forbidden pecker
spurted pulse after pulse of thick warm cum into her, She was in
heaven! Her own body began to tremble, racked with waves of
orgasmic pleasure as she began to climax too!
	"Ohhhhhhhh, daaddy, YESSSSS!" Shuree cried. Her body shook as
her first incest orgasm ripped into her. "I'm doin' it! I'm
cummin' tooo! OHHHHH, goddd you made me CUMMM!"
	Then Mike Andrews clung tightly to Shuree, feeling the sweet
nasty pleasure of shooting his taboo sperm up into his own
daughter. They rocked back and forth gently as Shuree trembled
and spasmed, her pussy quivering quickly in multiple orgasms.
Mike stuffed his oozing cock as deep into his daughter as he
could and let her clasping pussy milk every last drop of his cum
into her. He could feel the warm wet goo of her cunt juice mixed
with his cum, as it leaked out of her wet slit. The sticky syrup
drained out over his balls. He had filled her up with unallowed
sperm juice! It might be wrong to the rest of the world, but to
Mike Andrews it felt unbelieveably right!
	Shuree sucked on her father's tongue as he frenched her mouth,
covering her lips with hot kisses. Slowly, slowly her daddy's
cock finally softened and slid out of her wet pussy. Shuree
slumped to the deck and pulled Mike over on top of her,
reinserting his half hard cock into her pussy with expert
fingers.
"Don't stop, daddy." she whispered fiercely. "Keep fuckin' me!
Ohh please don't stop yet!"
	Shuree crossed her legs over her dad's ass, forming a saddle
between her thighs where Mike Andrews lay and pressed his cock
back inside of his daughter's slimy slit.
	They kissed and fondled for a long time in the dark, Shuree
feeding her titties once more to her dad's eager mouth as he bent
down over her. Their incest-fuck made them so happy. Shuree
smiled, clutching her pussy around her daddy's already
rehardening cock. She stretched her body out on the teakwood
deck, loving being under the heavy weight of her father. The dark
of the nighttime cove surrounded her, making her feel secure in
her own private little world of secret incest.
	"I'm so happy!" Shuree Andrews stared up at her father as he
moved up and down on top of her. "I love you daddy," she sighed.
"And I love how you fuck me!"
	Her mouth formed a sexy, silent 'O' as her father's hard cock
sank deep once again into her forbidden vagina. "Fuck me some
more, daddy. Ohhh, godd, fuck me forever!"	
	Mike Andrews began fucking his daughter again, matching the
rocking rhythm of the waves gently moving the Landshark.  While
they slow-fucked, both of the incestuous lovers ignored the
rattle of pots and pans coming from the galley as Lish prepared
dinner.

                                   CHAPTER FOUR

	Chad Baker couldn't believe what was happening. In front of him
was his girl-friend's mother. She was naked and masturbating!
	He couldn't believe how lucky he was. Every guy dreamed of
finding a naked woman playing with herself just like this! But no
one ever expected to really see it happen!
	Chad had been watching her masturbate herself for several
minutes. When he had come through the backyard gate, he had
expected that no one would be home. He'd promised Shuree that he
would take care of some maintenance for her large swimming pool.
He knew she was going sailing with her dad, and had been happy to
do a favor for the beautiful little blond.
	When he got near the pool, he had noticed that Shuree's mom was
lying on one of the outdoor poolside lounge chairs. Incredibly,
Jane Andrews had urgently tugged off her skimpy bikini bottom and
tossed it onto the deck by the pool. She was naked and aroused,
writhing sensuously in the lounge chair. As Chad watched, riveted
to the spot where he stood, Jane put her hands on her pussy and
began to do sexy, nasty things between her legs. It was
fascinating to watch!
	How could he have gotten so lucky, he thought again, to see this
nasty, rare and erotic act?
	Immediately, the young man felt his cock start to stiffen. He
didn't think he should be spying on Mrs. Andrews, but it was so
fucking exciting! Guys fantasized about seeing something like
this for real, instead of just in some porno movie. He crept
silently a little closer until he had a vantage point to one side
of the chaise lounge, just over Jane's shoulder.
	Mrs. Andrews was beautiful! Her ash blond hair was tied back
away from her face with an elastic band, It was the only thing
she was wearing, he saw. And he realized she wouldn't see him!
Under the edge of her sunglasses, he could see her eyes were
tightly shut in ecstasy as she fondled herself, moaning low
animal sounds of pleasure that drove Chad wild!
	His eyes roamed down her lush body. Her breasts were incredible!
He watched how the big round jugs jiggled and swayed loosely as
the aroused woman rhythmically gyrated her body to the urgent
rubbing of her hand over her swollen pussy lips. He stared at
Mrs. Andrews's erect nipples, how they stood out from the flat,
rounded shape of her titties' aureoles.
	The crinkly flesh of those puffy ovals encircling her hard
nipples there flushed a hotter pink-red as Jane became more and
more sexually aroused. Every once in a while Jane would reach up
and pinch and tug at her titty buttons. Chad was amazed at how
rough she treated them! She pulled and pulled, squeezing them
tightly in a way that looked like it would hurt, yet Jane just
groaned in pleasure and then quickly put her hands down into her
crotch again.
	Chad thought he would go crazy with desire when he saw Mrs.
Andrews extend her middle finger and slowly plunge it into her
vagina, making herself cry out in pleasure. She was
finger-fucking herself! It almost made him hotter watching Mrs.
Andrews do it nastily to herself that way than it was sticking
his own finger in her daughter's pussy, like he had done a lot
lately.
	It was unbelievable! Mrs. Andrews then put her finger up to her
lips and she sucked on it, tasting the warm slime that had just
been in her pussy! She moaned at the sexy taste of it on her
tongue, then plunged her finger back down into her vagina.
	"Oooooooo, godddd!" she groaned. "Ooooooooo fuck!"
	Chad's cock was aching painfully inside his jeans. Before he
could stop himself, he had quietly unbuttoned his fly and pulled
his rapidly stiffening prick out. It was hot and red, eight
inches of erect meat. He had to grit his teeth hard to keep from
groaning in pleasure himself as he closed his fist around his
shaft and began to jack off. Quickly, he dribbled a little of his
saliva onto the palm of his hand and then smeared it over his hot
cock to lubricate it as he masturbated too!
	Mrs. Andrews was really putting on a show! Chad couldn't take
his eyes off the dark hairy triangle of her cunt-muff. He almost
came when he saw Jane Andrews spread open her slick labia and
press her fingers repeatedly against the stiff little button of
her clitoris.
	"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Jane chanted quickly in time to the jabbing
motion of her fingers as they teased her pussy button. She
tortured the little nub, flicking her fingers quickly back and
forth over the tip of her clitty until she cried out again in
pleasure. "Ahhhhhhh!
	"Yeah! Fuckkit, Yeah! Jack off your naughty pussy, you bitch!"
As her fingers went in and out, Jane taunted herself loudly,
saying nasty things that amazed Chad. Yet he understood how
aroused her words made both of them! "Do your fuckin' cunt until
you CUMMM, you slut!"
	Chad began whacking himself off rapidly as he watched Jane. Her
legs slid down off either side of the lounger, spreading wide.
Her feet pressed flat against the concrete pool edging as she
moaned and bounced. Chad loved how the silvery goo of her cunt
juice coated her fingers as she fucked herself. He imagined it
was his dick, instead of her sticky fingers, going in and out of
her warm seeping pussy.
	"Cum, cum, cummmummm! Ooooo, I wanna cummmm!" Jane panted as she
filled her pussy with her fingers. "Cum, cum, cum, cummm!"
	There was a dark circle of wetness on the towel under Mrs.
Andrews' ass, he could see. God, she must really be aroused, Chad
decided.
	"Now! I'm cumminggggg!" Jane cried to herself. Amazed, Chad
watched her go rigid, arching her back and humping up against her
hand as she buried her fingers in her spasming cunny. He stood
there wide eyed, his fist traveling back and forth along his
cockshaft as he watched the naked woman do obscene things to the
pink inner flesh of her exposed, open pussy. "Ohh! Ohhh god I'm
cumming so good!"
	Amazingly, Chad felt his own orgasm begin to happen. He pointed
his cock toward the naked, masturbating woman and fisted himself
steadily. The sweet aching pleasure built up in his balls and all
along his shaft. Yeah! He was gonna cum! He was gonna cum, too!
He could feel it happening all along his penis. He was gonna cum
while Jane Andrews orgasmed! It was almost like they were fucking
together!
	"Awwww god," Chad whispered softly, it was like a wet dream come
true! He was masturbating in sync with this naked, beautiful
woman! "Awww godd!"
	As Chad watched, Jane formed a nasty sneering expression of lust
on her face. She completed herself, her self-manipulating orgasm
making her bounce and hump up and down in the chaise lounge.
	"Fuck, fuck, oooo fuckmeeee!" she groaned.
	As Chad felt his own cum boil up he realized suddenly that Mrs.
Andrews' eyes were open! And she was staring at him in shock as
his throbbing penis began to spurt! Milky white juice shot in a
curving fountain-like stream that splashed onto the concrete in
little spatters.
	"OH MY GOD!" Jane cried. At first she brought her hands up to
cover her naked tits. Then she dropped a hand sideways to try and
cover her furry muff as she turned away from Chad. She was
presenting her naked ass to his stare as he fisted himself, warm
cum streaming out of his cock in long sticky ribbons.
	Chad was frozen, powerless to stop the squirting goo shooting
out of his cock as he pointed it toward the naked woman. He was
rooted to the spot! He had been caught. How could he have been so
stupid?! But god, did it feel good to CUM!
	"Oh, wow, Mrs. Andrews, ....I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Chad
said. He was blushing even as his hand massaged the pearly cum
out of his shaft.
	Jane turned back, glancing over her shoulder, watching Chad as
he tried to quit cumming, staring intently at him. Her eyes
drifted down to his crotch and she stared at his oozing, rigid
prick.
"I can't believe it," she whispered, and erotic smile suddenly
played over her lips.. "I was just fantasizing about sucking on
one of those ..."
	Chad watched an amazing transformation come over Jane Andrews.
From her first startled look of shocked surprise, her expression
was now one of leering, naughty desire as she rolled over on the
chaise lounge, no longer seeming to care if he saw her totally
nude. She stood up and walked toward him.
	Chad stood there in dumb embarrassment as the beautiful, naked
woman approached him. Instead of slapping him or yelling at him
and calling him names, Jane Andrews put her hands on either side
of Chad's face and pulled him to her.
	Pressing her nude body against him, Jane pressed her warm mouth
to his and gave him a passionate, wet-tongued kiss. Then she slid
provocatively down him until she was on her knees in front of
him. Her face was level with his naked cock.
	Jane gently curled her fingers around Chad's nearly rigid prick.
He wanted to cry out at how good it felt for her to do that. She
pulled it towards her mouth, which was open slightly. Her pink
tongue darted out to moisten her lips. Then Jane licked
tentatively at the tip of Chad's oozing cock, swirling the tip of
her tongue over his acorn-shaped glans. Chad groaned at the
pleasure her hand and her tongue gave him. He reached down and
buried his fingers in the naked woman's ash blond hair, pulling
her face to his cock.
	"Ohhhhh, yeahh," Jane whispered and she smiled and guided Chad's
cock into her wet mouth. "I'm gonna suck you!"
	"Jeezuz!" Chad groaned, feeling her lips encircle the head of
his dick. "Ohhhhh, jeeezuz!"
	"Ummmmmmm!" Jane hummed in pleasure. Chad's hot cock slid down
into her throat. She tasted the sticky wet residue of his cum as
it ooozed out of the slit in his cock head. She thought about how
it was a dream come true just to be masturbating and thinking
about sucking a sweet cock, then having Chad's appear naked and
ready to suck!
	Jane bobbed her head back and forth, sucking Chad's hardening
penis as it slipped in and out of her mouth. The bottom of his
rod slid wetly back and forth over her cupped tongue. She held
and guided it with her fist. Rapidly her mouth action became an
insistent fuck-rhythm as she gave Chad head. She trailed one hand
back down between her legs, searching for her pussy.
	There they were in the back yard by the pool. Chad stood in
front of Jane, his back slightly arched as he thrust his pelvis
forward, shoving his dick into her slurping mouth. Jane was on
her knees, one hand steadying the base of Chad's cock as she
sucked him off. Her other hand obscenely buried three fingers
back deep inside her wet pussy. Her ass bounced up and down on
her fingers as she masturbated again. She bobbed her head in and
out, furiously. His fat balls bounced against her chin each time
she went down on his cock.
She sucked hard and willed Chad to cum some more! Oh, god he had
to cum now that she felt her own new orgasm peaking from the
steady accumulation of sexual stimulation going on in her crotch
and in her mouth.
	It seemed like a long time for Chad as he stood there and let
his girlfriend's mom blow him. It just wasn't possible that he
was actually doing this! He found it hard to believe what was
going on was real; but then, incredibly, he felt his cock throb
and spasm. Quicker than it had ever happened before he was ready
to cum for the second time! Mrs. Andrews really knew how to suck
dick! Already his cock was super stiff and feeling sooo good
inside Jane's mouth.
	"Ohhhhhhhh, myyyy goddddd!" Chad cried, feeling his cock spurt.
"ohhhhhhh, I'm gonna, ...gonna cum in your mouth! I'm cumming!
Ohhh, oohhh, Ohhhhh!"
	Jane nearly fainted from the nasty pleasure of Chad's young
penis between her lips. It began to pulse, then stiffen even more
and begin squirting warm wet cum into her mouth.
	"Ummmmm! Ummmm, ummmm ummmmm!" she groaned in time to the clean
tasting spurts of semen as they shot onto her tongue. Her fingers
wiggled fiercely inside her pussy, making Jane cum too, as Chad
shot his sperm into her mouth. Then she began sucking, swallowing
the nice goo that spit out of Chad's hard cock.
	"Unnnnnggggg," she groaned, tasting the sexy cum mix with her
spit.
	Chad felt his legs go weak as he came, orgasming into Jane
Andrews hot, moist mouth. He pulled her head closer, forcing his
cock deep into her mouth. He heard her involuntarily cough and
gag as his prick slid into her throat, but then she relaxed and
sucked sensuously as his spunk squirted.
	Chad slowly sank to his knees, allowing Jane to keep her mouth
around his cock as he knelt down on the concrete. Jane's arms
slipped around his ass and he felt her embrace him, pulling his
crotch to her face as she spread out, laying sideways on the deck
by the pool and resting her head in his lap as she sucked his
dick.
	Jane sighed and nestled her cheek against Chad's thigh, chewing
and sucking his jerking cock. She could feel his pulse beat by
the way it made his dick throb and twitch in her mouth. Slipping
a slimy finger back into her pussy hole and giving herself
another quick little orgasm, she smiled as the cum dribbled out
of the slit in Chad's pecker head. She knew she had started
something dangerous, and that Shuree wouldn't fail to find out
that she had sucked Chad off. But right now, she was content,
stretched out on the deck naked in the hot sun. She moaned in
contentment as Chad's hands found her titties and cupped them
tentatively.
	Jane Andrews curled herself into Chad's embrace, sighing sexily
as she looked down at the sweet young cock in front of her and
kissed each of the last little droplets of cum one by one as they
oozed out of Chad's still spasming cock.

                ===== to be continued ... =====

*[Thanks to "wetlander" for lending his expertise on certian nautical terminology]

The author always appreciates comments from readers. Contact him
directly at <sylvarrh@earthlink.net>. All comments will get
a "flash" story in appreciation, only ... negative comments will
get a lousy story. ;-)