Young nubile slut gets her pussy and ass fucked hard.
7. Christy Folded In Half
After our cockpit hijinks, we went below and rustled up some grub. We talked over dinner. I raised the specter of their plans once we arrived in the Florida Keys.
"Looking at the charts, I see that we're only a day or so away from our destination. No pressure, but I'm just wondering if you two lovelies have plans upon our arrival. It would be crass and heartless for me to just kick you two to the dock. I'd like to know if you've given this any thought."
They looked at each other, blank expressions on their faces. It didn't appear as if they had thought that far in advance. Pam took the lead. "Well, Sailor, we haven't given it a lot of thought, but you needn't worry about us. We're survivors and I'm sure with a little luck and our charms, we'll manage."
"I have no doubt that you two can get by. But I've been to the Keys before. It has a very dark underbelly and I'd hate to see you guys get sucked in by some 'operator'."
Christy volunteered "It's nice that you have concerns for our wellbeing, Sailor, but I think we can manage. Do you have any friends in the Keys who might be able to help us as we get acclimated?" That was a reasonable suggestion and, honestly, I had already given it some thought.
"Well, Christy, I've been thinking along those lines myself. I know the owner of a popular bar and I could reach out to her. She might be able to give you a job just to help you get your feet on the ground. I know she has an RV that was sitting empty last I knew. Possibly you could stay there. There are absolutely no promises, none whatsoever, but I'll reach out to her for you."
After the dishes were done, Christy disappeared topside to sit on the foredeck and admire the starlit sky. I offered Pam an after dinner apéritif as I poured myself a Kahlua. "That sounds lovely, Sailor. Yes, I'll join you."
We sat on the settee enjoying our drinks. Pam volunteered "It's awfully nice of you to offer to contact your friend. I hope something positive comes out of it. A job would be helpful as would a place to stay. But right now I'm thinking more about you. You've been so helpful, so nice and accommodating. I want to find a suitable way to show my appreciation."
"Pam, you and Christy have shown your appreciation time and again. I was in a real dry spell, sexually, and you two have not only lifted me out of that, you've catapulted me to higher places. I feel your appreciation every time you share your raunchy sex with me."
"Given my past where men just take what they want without asking, I'm normally not of the mindset to initiate sex. Is there something you crave, some perverted sex act you've fantasized about? I'm sure that we can figure out how to scratch that itch."
I didn't have anything in particular in mind but I didn't want to let this open-ended offer go to waste. I put one arm around her shoulder and leaned in to kiss her. As our lips gently touched, I slid my hand under her blouse and cupped her boob. Her lips were warm and wet and soon our tongues began to play with each other. Some gentle squeezes of her tit produced an erect, hard nipple. I broke our kiss and unbuttoned her blouse enough to plant my mouth on her engorged nipple. The areola was hard and crinkled, the nipple standing erect as I wrapped my lips around it.
Remembering seeing Christy bite rather hard on Pam's clit, I bit down on Pam's nipple. She responded by using one hand to smash her boob into my face. Her gasping had started; she was getting aroused. I sucked on her tit like a baby nursing and this sent her into orbit. "Oh, my God that feels good ... soooo good ... keep it up."
With my now raging boner, I was casting about for what to do next. I stood up dropping my boxers and turned to face her. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed it hard down on my throbbing cock. She was such a seasoned pro, my whole cock easily slid down her throat, balls deep. I held it there, deep in her throat, then guided her head in and out in short strokes. The muscles at the back of her throat tightened considerably, giving my frenulum an exquisite workout.
As I was about to unload in her throat, suddenly Christy was standing there. Indignantly she blurted out "Hey! Why wasn't I invited?" My orgasm moment spoiled, or at best, postponed, Pam responded. "Honey, Sailor and I were just having a little private time. No intent to exclude you, but understand that he only has one dick. Between us we have six holes. You do the math."
Christy looked a little confused for a moment, then shook her head and replied "So, what's on the agenda for tonight?" Mildly perturbed that my orgasm had been disrupted, I suggested "Why don't you two tramps entertain me?"
Christy, again being one sandwich shy of a picnic, said "Entertain you? Like what - karaoke or a strip tease? What are you talking about?"
"Pam, I want to watch you give Christy a fisting lesson. Asshole first. Then pussy. After the way she's been using her ass on me, I'm sure she's up to it." Christie's face lit up and she broke into a smile from ear to ear. Pam was hesitant. "I'm not sure she's ready yet. I've been working her into it slowly."
I looked over to Christy who excitedly shook her head up and down. Christy wanted this as much as I wanted to watch. "Well, Pam. First, it looks like you’re outvoted two to one. And second, the captain's word is law. I'll pour some drinks while you two prepare yourself."
Somewhat disappointed at being outvoted, Pam resigned herself. "Christy, I'll get the lube, you lay out some towels, just in case. Have you pooped yet today? Better do that first, honey. Anything else you want?" "Yeah, mom. Grab my 'Fat Boy' dildo. You know, the big thick one. It's in my shower bag."
I poured drinks for everyone and settled in on the settee for the show. Before they began, they sat next to each other. You could see the wheels turning as they both psyched up for what was to come. Finally, Pam turned to Christy and they embraced. This wasn't a mother/daughter hug; this was a full on "let's get in the sex mode" makeout session. They kissed passionately and their hands were roaming all over each other.
Eventually they broke and Pam instructed Christy: lie on your back and fold your legs up out of the way. Wrap your arms around your legs from the inside. Give me good access."
The vision of this nubile teen slut, laying there, folded in half with her entire fuckbox on display and available, nearly spoiled the whole game. I soooo wanted to jump on that shit myself. It was a sight I'll never forget. "Holy shit!" I nearly shouted. "What an incredible view! That alone is worth the price of admission!"
Startled at my outburst, they both looked at me surprised. Pam leveled her stare at me. "Well, if this is what you really want, come on over, Sailor. It’s all right here for the taking. No rock-paper-scissors, no begging, no mind games. Just come and get it. Satisfy your deepest, inner fantasy. I mean, after all, it is your boat and the captain's word is law. It's up to you."
Christy chimed in. "Sailor, it's totally up to you. You've been so generous and accommodating, we want to repay your kindness however we can. What I'm trying to say is that whatever the request is, the answer will always be yes. So, if these holes are what you want, here they are. Come and get 'em."
I now felt embarrassed, upbraided, kinda silly. I wasn't sure how to respond. I was conflicted. My libido ached to jump on Christie's nubile body, bent in half, ready for anything. My purient self wanted to see this free use whore destroy her daughters holes. One involved me; the other didn’t.
Pam spurred me on. "Look, Sailor. You're aware that you can have anything, anytime. Christie's here now, laid out ready to go. Jump on it, have your way with her now. There'll always be time for a fisting demonstration."
I leaped at the chance. I jumped up and almost fell over myself climbing between Christie's wide open legs. Folded up, with her knees by her head, her bottom holes were laid out, ready to go. I could see that her clean little vagina slit was oozing some pussy juice already. She was primed.
I climbed on top and guided my stiffy toward her cunt. It slipped right in, no hesitation. Her vagina was very much tighter than Pam's gargantuan hole; it felt awesome as it wrapped around my shaft. It was all swelled up inside and it felt like it wanted to grab my cock and never let go.
As I began working it in and out, it relaxed some but not enough to release it's hold on my rod. I pumped her pussy, over and over, looking into her clear brown eyes. They told me that she was enjoying this, too.
Remembering her other hole, I pulled him out and guided him to her anus. It hadn't been in play yet so it took a couple of pushes until it popped in. She gasped. I started the whole sequence over again, sliding it ever deeper and deeper into the dark recesses of her ass.
Once her asshole loosened up, I'd pump it in deep, then pull it back and look to see her gape. As soon as her hole was gaping sufficiently, I started alternating between her cunt and her ass. A half dozen strokes in one, then switch to the other.
With her folded in half, I had a decent view of my cock sliding in and out of her holes. The view was extremely erotic and I wouldn't be able to hold my orgasm much longer.
But which hole to dump my load in? At the last moment, just as I was about to explode, I pulled him out, grabbed him and aimed him at her face. Pinching my urethra for control, I metered out four huge squirts. The first landed squarely on her face, two on her tits and the final gasp on her flat belly.