Family fun and games

This story has a little bit of everything. 

Chapter one. The boat.

Once again I get caught posting and making comments on gay websites like this one. 

Aunt Margaret and I have always been close. Her and her hubby, Butch, live about 2 hours away. They are pretty well off, having a nice older home on the lake there. I've been there many times. Out of nowhere she messages me inviting me to hang out with them this weekend. The weather is finally very nice. They want to have a few days out on their new boat and thought I'd enjoy that too. I've been divorced for the second time. I'm pretty fucked up. I need a calm, stress free weekend. This seems perfect.

The boat is really nice. We enjoy the weather and the pretty lake all day. But around 3 or 4 in the afternoon, just as they tell me it's time to come back in, Margaret takes off her top. She is in her 50's. Her tits are big and a little saggy, but still pretty nice. They are white with tan lines and big, brown nipples. They are shiny in the afternoon sunlight. Small droplets of sweat are dripping off of them. I am in a daze. I've often admired them while she was wearing a tight shirt or like today, a bikini a little too small for them. And now I have a front seat view of them. She casually leans back in the boat chair looking around at the scenery. Her arms are back running across the top of the seatback. He breast rise. I'm a bit nervous, to say the least. Then she looks right at me, smiling. I glance back, and smile. What the fuck?

I've lost track of Butch. There is a lot of glare on the lake. I am confused and distracted by her bare, sun lit breasts. Everyone likes a nice pair of tits, right? I forget Butch is in the boat with us. Then suddenly I feel him slide next to me on the vinyl bench. His hand is on the back of my neck. He is completely naked. Butch is older, hairy, and has a big beer belly. His cock is fully erect. I jump out of my skin! His other hand is on my leg. He holds me back in the bench. "While she is watching us, you're going to suck my cock, bitch."

Butch's huge, tattoo covered arm pushes my head down into his lap. Suddenly Aunt Margaret is there, helping him hold me and forcing my face down. She has a big tuft of my hair in her hand. "I've read your posts, my dear. We are going to make your dreams come true. Suck the man's cock."

Before I can think, or speak, or resist, or cry out, or beg them to stop, his fat hairy cock slips into my mouth.  "Mummphh!"

Uncle Butch begins to speak. He is stern, and demanding. "Eat it baby. Suck it like you always wanted to suck a cock. Be my bitch!"

"Oh Fuck! Mummphh! Slurp...slurp..." It tasted amazing. Sweaty and nasty. Even better than I've imagined. It was fat, long and hard, like a really big, warm, wet cucumber. I took it in as deep as I could. Touching the back of my throat. Suck it like a whore, I thought to myself. I was into it. 

Aunt Margaret was pushing the back of my head up and down. I could see her kissing her husband out of the corner of my eye. "I told you he would love it. I told he would be your bitch."

I sucked and sucked and sucked. After a long time Butch roughly pulled my head back. "You need more instruction and practice. We will get to that later. It's your turn baby. I have other plans for him right now."

Somehow Margaret knew what to do. She rolled me down on my hands and knees with her sitting in front of me in the boat chair. My face was in her crotch. She moved her knees together, pulling her bikini bottoms off. Inside was a big hairy bush. Again she grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling by face into it. "Eat this like a pie, you kinky fuck!"

As soon as I tried to pull back, I felt Butch behind me, wrapping something around my ankles, binding them together. He reached up to my wrists, also binding them together with a soft nylon boat line. The rope was tied tight, binding my wrists and ankles putting me in a very vulnerable, helpless position. Butch's warm, wet breath was in my ear. "Now, eat the old cunt like she tells you. Pretend that you like it. Like I do."

Margaret laughs. "Fuck you, Butch."

Her hands pull my face in. One on each side of my head. The inside of her thighs are pressing on the sides of my face. Then they open. Wide. I get a firm push from Butch from behind. I scoot up and have it in my face. Her knees raise up to give me good access. Alost too good. Her ass is up off the seat. "Eat my ass first, of course. I know you like that."

A large hand presses my head in from behind. Butch is enjoying helping burying my face in his wife's pussy. Her hands are still pulling my hair hair from both sides. My nose in inside her pussy. I can smell all the years of fucking and sweating in her past. My mouth slowly opens. I allow my tongue to wander out a bit. "Do it fucker! When you finally make me cum, I'll give you everything you have ever wanted. So, get to it!"

I'm pushing as hard as I can. My tongue is so far up her ass I can't imagine it going any further in. My nose is rubbing her fat, sloppy pussy. She is wiggling side to side and up and down, moaning. It seems she might actually cum from my tongue up her ass. Or is it my nose and face rubbing her clitty? All I know is she is so fucking wet, squirting all over my face. I've never had a squirting before. 

I've really not had much of anything. Just a lot of fantasies, dreams and brief, meaningless encounters. And what does she mean, she knows what I want? They knew I've dreamed and toyed with the thought of sucking a man's cock? How do they know? My posts? My stories? The websites where I flirt with domme women and dom men sometimes? Those don't really mean anything. Just for fun. Do they see those posts from me? I'm in trouble. 

More ass and pussy licking. Butch is still behind me pushing my head forward. But he is getting uncomfortably close. "Don't worry about him. You keep your mind on what you're doing down there, bitch."

I take my mind off Butch and try to focus. My face is dripping wet. I'm doing all I can to push my tongue inside her.

Then, I can't focus any longer. Butch is rubbing my cock. My shorts are half off, exposing my white ass. A wandering finger slides down the crack of my ass, spreading my cheeks. My cock is getting hard. My mind is racing. Margaret moans and squirts in my face again. Butch grips my cock hard and pushes the slippery finger in my ass. 

"Mummph!"

Butch has a hand on each of my ass cheeks, spreading them. "Keep your face deep in her puss, my boy. We don't want to alarm the other boaters."

I start to pull at the ropes holding me in place. It's too late. Somehow Butch's cock slides inside me without any fuss. It's cold and slippery. I hear myself try to cry out. But Margaret is pulling my face in even harder. My face is completely covered in pussy lips and pubes. "Lick me, bitch!"

After a few thrusts and backing off, Butch gets into a quick rhythm. His hips are bouncing off my ass cheeks as he bounces in and out. I do my best to ignore it, trying to focus on the wet, dripping pussy in my face. "He likes it." Butch exclaims. I'm fucked.

I start to nibble on Margaret's clit. She likes it. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she grinds my face in deep and convulses in orgasm. More pussy juice. Butch stops fucking me. Holding his cock inside me at the deepest point. Margaret catches her breath. "This is fucking awesome! Can we keep him forever?"

Chapter 2. The cabin, coming soon..