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