Chapter 12
The fishing guide had seen a lot in his days . . . but never anything like that group. The men, it seemed, were concerned about fishing and fucking-usually at the same time.
Normally, the guide might have said something, but Arthur Edwards had slipped him a fifty-dollar bill to keep his mouth shut. Besides, he enjoyed watching them, even though it was explained to him in no uncertain terms that he wasn't allowed to participate.
"This is a fine spot for bass," the guide said, dropping anchor.
Paul cast his line into the water and leaned back, resting his elbows on the side of the boat, holding his fishing rod in one hand. His other hand rested lightly atop Kelli's head, following her movements without hindering her in any way.
Kelli's voluptuous body glistened from head to foot with suntan lotion. With the exception of large, gold hoop earrings, she was completely naked, curled up between her brother's feet.
"Mmmmmm!" Kelli purred softly, pushing her lips over Paul's cock-head until her lips were wrapped quite tightly around Paul's enormous shaft of bone-hard cock-meat.
Kelli's pink, hard-nippled tits jiggled as she gave her brother a blow-job. She chewed with her lips down his cock-shaft until his prick-tip was throbbing hotly against her tonsils.
The teenager pivoted her face around her brother's prick, allowing his cock-head to rub firmly against the back of her mouth. Her tongue slithered down the shaft of his prick, scraping over the lust-hardened flesh, enticing Paul's cock to remain board-like solid.
"Deeper, sister," Paul said quietly, pretending that he wasn't paying much attention to Kelli while she sucked lustily on his fiery prick.
Kelli's hands were on Paul's thighs as she bobbed her lovely, young face over his prick.
She moaned softly, scraping her tongue over his piss-hole to taste the salty drop of pre-cum that had oozed out of his balls.
Inhaling deeply, nibbling with her full, soft lips on Paul's cock-shaft, Kelli slowly deep-throated his eleven-inch cock.
The curly, crisp dark hair above the root of Paul's prick tickled Kelli's nose, but that didn't stop her from holding his cock down her throat for as long as she possibly could. Not until she needed to breathe fresh air did she drag her moist, hot massaging lips back up to the crown of her brother's delicious, meaty prick.
"Mmmmmft!" the big-titted teenager slurped, flicking her tongue around and over Paul's piss-hole lovingly to lick off another drop of pre-cum that had formed there.
"Very nice," Paul said, his eyes on the lure he slowly reeled back toward the boat. "You give a really good blow-job, Kelli!"
With her red lips wrapped around the head of Paul's prick, Kelli looked into her brother's face. If his cock-head hadn't been ovalling her lips so completely, she would have smiled.
You can't fool me, thought Kelli. I know I'm driving you crazy, Paul, so cut out the aloof crap!
She thought those things, but she didn't say them. There was no need to cause an argument. Besides, she was happy enough just being with her family, and having her brother's colossal prick to satisfy her insatiable oral needs was enough for her.
If Paul wanted to pretend that she wasn't getting to him, that was his problem, Kelli decided.
Kelli pushed her fingers through her wavy, jet-black hair, flicking the silky tresses over her shoulders and down her back so that it would be out of the way.
Drawing a firm suction on her brother's cock, Kelli's cheeks caved in, squeezing and surrounding the plump, red-hued cock-head that pulsated hotly at the end of Paul's enormous cock-shaft.
"Mmmmmm!" Kelly purred softly, her dark-brown eyes misting over with happiness as she sucked on his pock.
Pre-cum oozed freely out of Paul's piss-hole, and Kelli could tell that it wouldn't be long before he released his full load of cum down her throat. She slithered her tongue against the clefted underside of his prick-tip, enjoying the way his meaty cock-knob flexed mightily against her tongue.
Glancing to one side, Kelli saw her grandmother's beautiful, aristocratic-featured face descending over Arthur's big cock.
She's so beautiful when she gives a blow-job, thought the energetically sucking teenager. Then Kelli turned her attention back to the cock that filled her hungrily sucking mouth.
Kelli could taste the excitement that was going through her brother. His meaty, mushroom-shaped cock-head throbbed mightily against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Pushing her gaping jaws over the crown of his prick, she sucked even harder than before on his cock, gulping it into her mouth, deep-throating all eleven inches of his prick easily.
Her young neck swelled out massively as the fiery, turgid length of Paul's prick pulsated inside Kelli's throat. Her moist, supple lips wrapped around the root of his bone-hard cock-shaft. The teenager's pink tongue was crushed to the bottom of her mouth as she sucked with all the insatiable passion of a nymphomaniac.
"Damn!" Paul muttered under his breath, his eyes almost shut as he struggled to pretend his sister's blow-job wasn't affecting him at all.
He tried to give the appearance of complete indifference, but Kelli knew otherwise. Her brother's huge cock was bucking and jerking in her throat, gushing hot wads of salty cum straight into her stomach.
Gurgling sounds came from Kelli as she nibbled on Paul's detonating prick, holding his cock as deep in her throat as it would go while his balls emptied themselves. Her nose was pressed almost painfully hard against Paul's pubic bone, her chin against his jiggling balls as they splashed pungent, thick, syrup-like cum straight into her stomach.
Hardly a sound was made as Paul squirted his jets of cum down Kelli's throat. When she sensed that she'd drained his balls dry, she pulled her lips up the twitching shaft of his cock and tongued his piss-hole. A last, weak spurt of cum splattered over her frisky tongue, then Kelli knew she'd drank the last of his salty wad.
"Thank you," Kelli whispered, looking up into her brother's young, handsome face. "I love it when you cum in my throat!"
Paul smiled at his sister wearily, great affection shining in his eyes.
"You're the best, Kelli. No doubt about it. You're the best!"
But Paul wasn't really certain his sister did give the best blow-job. Cassie, his mother, was also an avid cock-sucker, completely capable of deep-throating his eleven inches of cock-meat. Cassie could suck him into such a state of ecstasy that his body twitched and quivered from head to foot.
Both mother and daughter loved to have a cock filling her mouth, stuffing her throat, and it showed in the skill with which they gave blow-jobs.
Cassie moaned softly as Richard's finger slipped in and out of her hot, juicy pussy, rubbing smoothly against her red-hot, protruding clit.
Cassie was sitting beside her husband on the chartered boat, her knees spread wide. Her gloriously rounded, high tits jiggled as she got finger-fucked. Her hand was softly sliding up and down Richard's fiery prick, rubbing it from stem to stern, working over every inch of his cock.
"Your cock excited me so much!" Cassie whispered, her shoulder touching his, her eyes locked with Richard's as she felt his finger slide around inside her cunt. "And nobody can finger my cunt the way you do. It almost feels as good as having you fuck me. Yes it does, Richard. You finger-fuck me so well it excited me almost as much as having your big, driving cock inside me does!"
Richard kissed Cassie lightly on the lips, letting the tip of his tongue play out over her moist, glistening mouth. His eyes went down from her face to her tits, then to his hand. He watched his finger slide between his wife's pussy-lips, and a soft, barely audible groan escaped him.
"Cassie, my darling ..."
The words trailed away, and as they did, cum began rolling out of the man's cock-head. Richard had shot so many loads of cum that his blasts no longer sailed through the air. On his third orgasm of the day, his seventh in the past two days, Richard's thick, white cum just rolled out of his cock-head and trickled down the shaft of his prick. His cum stuck to Cassie's hand as she moved her fingers up and down, milking his balls dry.
"Now aren't you glad," Rita said, taking Arthur's cock out of her mouth to speak to Richard, "that you allowed us to come along with you?"
Richard simply nodded his head, reaching for a cool can of beer to quench his thirst.