Incest/Taboo Mom's Big Bed

Now during that entire time where I was just a floppy noodle in Cindy's poop chute it wasn't like I was doing absolutely nothing; oh no, not at all! In fact, in that time before she came, I'd had been able to slowly stroke myself back n' forth in her rectum, (working myself to something that although not stiff, could still fuck). By the time Cindy had gotten her girlie rocks off in Goldie's mouth, I'd sufficient wood to find another hole to plug. As I pulled out from my cousin, my Auntie Sharon craned her head over her daughter's shoulder. We both noticed how my cock had turned Cindy's anus into a fucking huge pink n' purple gape.

"Oh Damn princess," Sharon announced, " I've just gotta get some of that yummy creampie your cousin just left up inside you!"

In a flash she was down between us; first on my cock, sucking it hard for several strokes. Then she was over between her daughter's ass-cheeks, wrapping her smoochie lip pucker up around her girl's rectal ring. Cindy knew just what to do.

She grunted and pushed out a huge spoogie creampie into her mother's greedy gulper while my Auntie Sharon made "all gone." What a pervert my aunt was, (still is for that matter)! Sharon then turned her attentions back to my cock; blowing me and making me stiffer and cleaner with each lovely stroke. It was then that Cindy announced she too had an urgent problem.

"Oh shit, the rum is getting me," she said, "I gotta pee too!"

"Not to worry love," called out Goldie from down below, "I've got this just like I did with your mum!"

With that she lip-locked Cindy's labia and my cousin simply focused; a few seconds later letting fly. The whole time I was just a foot and a half away getting sucked on by my aunt (her mom),... as my cousin relieved... and relieved... and relieved herself into Goldie's bottomless gobbler. It was so wonderfully nasty and fucked up!

How long Cindy pissed, I'm not sure. All I know is in my pot infused and boozed-up state, I was easily distracted. Off to my right was Aunt Becky; her face all contorted like a gargoyle as she was going to make herself cum)! Next to her were her three daughters, all wickedly close to the same outcome. Down below the crowed howled and raged like they were witnessing some freakish gladiatorial event. It was then Becky let out a low gurgling sound, her fingers becoming a blur on her twat, her chin bouncing up and down ...and then,

"AGGGGHHHH!" Becky screamed as she brought herself off in a loud squirty piddlegasm, (my Aunt Maria holding her steady so she would not topple over the edge of the rail). A second later and her three daughters all screamed in unison; timing their splatterings perfectly and tossing their heads from side to side. The crowd down below could see what had happened, see the heads shake, hear the screams and see the squirts. It was the perfect fucked up spectacle for that mob on the beach and on the water, (and their unanimous roar of applause was both deafening and genuinely heartfelt)!

I glanced back to Cindy and Goldie. My cousin was helping our British cowgirl friend back up on her feet as Goldie wiped her chin before giving Cindy a big wet thank you smooch. Sharon now hopped to her feet as well, deciding she'd cleaned me up sufficiently.

"Well Ian," Goldie said convinced, "that really was quite impressive. All your talk of edging wasn't talk after all, and it looks like you've a nice stiffie once again!"

"Care to give it a go?" Sharon asked Goldie with a sly wink.

"Don't mind if I do," Goldie replied, taking hold of me by my stiff veiny cock and pumping it in an impromptou handjob.

The next thing I knew Goldie was down on her knees with my dong between her lips for a few hard thoaty sucks. She pulled up off my cock, smacking her lips as she considered something thoughtfully. Pumping me with her fist she announced,

"Ian, I really could go for a rousing good fuck!"

I didn't need to be told twice. A second later and she was on the deck, flat on her back with her legs spread up in a slutty "V." I knelt down, placing the tip of my dong at the notch to her pink nookie-nest and slipping in up to my balls.

Goldie huffed out a great happy sigh from her lungs. The mushroom-tip of my cock gave her cervix a sort of of a glancing blow (like both sex organs were playing bumper cars or something). Somewhat excited by the friendly collision, Goldie immediately wrapped arms and legs about my back and torso as her lips whispered in my ear,

"Oooh Ian, luv! That's just what I need, poke me hard and nasty up inside my cunt-hole darlin and just shag me rotten!"

And that was just what I did. As pussies went, she had a real gripper; one that jacked me off like she was giving me a handjob from that lovely bald cunt of hers. She actually hugged me closer as I fuck-fuck -FUCKED down into her. It was as if she was attempting to simply shove all of me up inside her twat-hole. Oh and that foul little mouth of hers kept running in my ear.

"That's it Ian," she hissed between chews and sucky-wucks of my earlobe, "do it just like that, you rotten bastard!"

She then kissed up and down my neck; leaving a fresh hickey on top of those already there that had just begun to fade. My hips churned, sending my boner whooshing again and again and up inside Goldie's twat-pit. Over on the beach I heard another gasp from the crowd. There were all these yells and hoots from people and I could barely make out some woman's voice below shouting, OH SHIT! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEIR ASSHOLES? IS THAT NORMAL? and some dude's voice chiming out in nerd loud and clear, IT'S A PROLAPSE * He-He-He HEH * THEY ARE PROLAPSING!

I knew right away - Aunty Becky, Laura, Amy, and Melissa simply couldn't resist pulling their party trick for the crowd. It had the effect they were looking for. The audience on the shore was both stunned and churned up at the same time, (if not a little shocked and disgusted).

Well, that party trick is not for the timid I guess but it sure as shit worked. New cheers and applause broke out all along the shore. It was about this time Aunt Becky and her girls spun around and leaned over the railing to mug at the cheering throng. It was also a chance for Aunt Maria and her girls who'd been serving as spotters to push back in those stewed-tomato anal prolapse-blossoms of may Aunt Becky and her crew. The show being over, Becky and her girls gave one final wave before Maria and her girls took over. In a sort of "changing of the guard," Maria and her daughters hopped up on the rail to flash their tits to the crowd, (providing my Aunt Becky and her daughters a chance to join the deck party and freshen-up drinks).

"It's absolutely WICKED Ian," Goldie commented after she'd seen what happened, "your Auntie Becky is a fun one, I can tell. She's just full of parlour tricks, that one!"

I nodded in agreement as she went on,

"Do you like MY parlour trick, Ian?"

"You mean," I replied, "where you chug pee?"

"Well yes dear," she replied as I fuck-fuck-FUCKED at her insides, "it's my signature trick, Love!"

"I do," I replied.

"It's something I picked up a long time ago with another girl I shared a flat with," she explained, "I've been addicted to wee ever since! At first it was just her n' me messing about in the shower.... you know pissing on one another's legs when we'd wash up after sex. It wasn't until one night when we'd both had a lot to drink that we actually tried weeing in each other's gobs. It was absolutely wicked, wild, and nasty! Since then I've been absolutely HOOKED!"

"Is there a certain lady here who likes to be used like a sexy lil piss bucket?" came a loud cackle above me.

I looked up and saw my grandma, towering naked above us. She was sipping at a fresh drink but was swaying a bit like she was starting to feel the kick of the booze and the pot she'd had. Mom was hovering just a bit behind Grandma's shoulder, hopping from one foot to the next with her own freshly filled glass all swishing and swashing to and fro in her hand, (a clear sign of the pee-pee dance)!

"Move your head back a bit and to the side Ian," Grandma told me, "I have something for this young lady,"

I ducked my head out of the way, just in time. Half a second later and my Grandma had squatted down upon Goldie's face. As I continued to row my hips into the beautiful piece of British snatch, I clearly could see my Grandma shudder and focus and deep in concentration. Momentarily she bowed her head, then raised it; signaling her yellow ammonia stream had begun to flow - straight into Goldie's gulping kisser! Grandma tossed her head back in sweet relief, sipping her drink and merrily announcing,

"This boat has the most CONVENIENT of accommodations, now I gotta tell ya!"

She and my drunk mother cackled at her little joke and then somebody handed Mom a doobie. She took a hit off it before passing it to Grandma, who did the same before returning it back to Mom for yet another hit. Down below I could see Goldie's lips, sucking and slurping away as Grandma just kept going... and going AND GOING! I noticed as well, a little bit of piss happened to dribble out over Goldie's mouth, but generally she was catching the majority of it. Right above Goldie's lips and chin I had a close-up view of my Grandma's pink pucker anus... the very same one I'd buried my cock into so many times before already. I now rowed my hips now with fucked-up perverted inspiration at what I saw; like I was witnessing the most astoundingly nasty of German online pornos and had the benefit of a wet pussy to hump up into in the bargain! It was then my Grandma decided to change things up a bit.

"Ian," she called over her shoulder in between sips of her drink, "get ready and open your trap, I'm still full and I am gonna use you next!"

With that Grandma pinched off her stream, stood up, and unceremoniously spun herself around. She half squatted and half yanked my head up to her bald pink snatch-hole. I was now lip-locked with her pink oyster!

"Do it Ian," Goldie coached from down below, "suck her nasty lemonade straight from her piss-hole, Oh and PLEASE don't stop fucking me!"

A second later and I felt it against my lips and tongue; the hot fluid rush. Acrid and salty, it ran down my chin and all over; smelling like ammonia mixed with hotdog water. I pushed up into Grandma's twat harder with my lips while she pulled me in with a surprisingly strong helping hand. We did it, we'd made "the seal."

I started gulping my Grandam's gash while behind me Goldie's hands pulled at my ass; urging me to gallop harder at her insides as she humped up against me from below. My mother had told me at one point a few days before in one of our "lil Mommy/Son chats" that if you are atop a chick fucking away and she is tryin to hump you back - she is dangerous. Well shit... Goldie was rolling her hips up into me so hard, she needed road flares to either side of her - she was such a wonderfully dangerous fucking hazard!

Meanwhile there was the matter of the senior-meal I was getting from Grandma. As she filled my twat-sucker with generous offerings of bladder-juice, she mashed and mooshed both her cunt blossom along with her rubbery hooded bean against me while I tried my best to maintain "the lock" with her pee-hole. I dribbled a bit of her piddle nectar here and there but I think for the most part I did a decent job of making "all gone." By the way Grandma's fingers clenched and unclenched in my hair she seemed to approve of my performance!

At last her stream slackened and she squirted the last few drops of her sparkle water into my mouth. One last gulp from me and the job was done. Satisfied her tank was dry, Grandma straightened up and rose to her feet; immediately swaying her bare ass to the beat and sipping her drink. I thought I could return my focus to Goldie but I'd forgotten about my Mom who'd been doin the "pee pee jig," this whole time.

"Wait a minute Ian," Mom chimed in, "I gotta go to the little MILF's room as well! Move that noggin of yours out of the way or those curly locks are gonna get drenched!"

Goldie was ready! Mom squatted down just as Grandma had done before her and made a bicycle seat out of Goldie's lips and snout. Goldie once again locked lips on the underside of Mom's twat taco and began sucking, (she was obviously in her element). Mom attempted to focus... bowing her head as she now tried to release what she'd been holding back. I presently saw Mom's shudder, then I saw her relax as she commenced to squirt her insides into Goldie's lovely oral receptacle. I rowed my hips appreciatively up into Goldie's cunt... inspired again. Then it hit me.

Right in front of my nose I saw the twin moons of my mom's buttocks bared so enticingly, I simply HAD to have that pink little ring of my mom's sphincter in my mouth. Reaching forward, I seized the twin orbs of her ass directly between my face and parted them gently. There it was, my mom's lovely little mud button; just waiting to be sampled like a succulent tushy truffle!

I clamped lips on Mom's nasty backdoor and commenced licking, sucking, and chewing. Mom let out a surprised squeal followed by a deep gasp of HAAAAHHH! Apparently I'd hit the magic button for her. Despite still relieving her bladder into Goldie's gobbling gob, Mom now was all wriggles and twitches from what I was doing at her spicy rear entrance... and she giggled drunken approval with,

"Oh that's it Ian! Lick and chew my asshole, you nasty son o' mine! OOOOH * giggle * that's just the way I like it, too!"

And chew I did! In fact, I munched and licked and tongue fucked away that booty-hole. She was clean as a whistle, having just jumped in the houseboat's shower before we'd underway and now I was simply reveling in the earthy nastiness of her pink pucker, (that is until Mom decided to change things up just as Grandma had done before her).

She pinched off her pee stream and then announced she was getting to her feet. In a flash she'd spun around and just as Grandma had done, sort of half bent-knee squatted while pulling my mouth to her pussy. She then simply let fly; just as my lips found her twat and wrapped them as tightly as I could on her naughty pee-hole.

"THAT'S IT IAN," Mom egged me on, "NURSE MY INSIDES DRY, we'll make one kinky motherfucker out of you yet, tadpole!"

Like any good son I did as told; chugging her bladder blastings and she commented how it was good to see me to 'take my medicine,' so I'd grow up big n' strong and pervy just like my dad! Anyhow, again a lot of her pee-hole squeezings went straight down my chin and right into Goldie's face (not that she minded in the least). Despite that, a good bit of Mom's hot golden gyno-gatorade went straight into my mouth and down the ole hatch. It was like a bit like doing a hot-dog water beer funnel. I kept chugging and the piss kept flowing - it was so wonderfully hot wet nasty, and fucked up!

At some point Mom pinched off her flow and turned around to squat again on Goldie's kisser. It was almost like this whole thing had been a show she'd put on for the freaky familial throng now clotted around us to gawk. I looked up and saw Grandma nodding her head in approval at the spectacle, joint between her lips. Off to one side, my sister Linda and our friend Tonya smiled down at me; swilling their drinks and naked as the day they were born. Beside them stood Tonya's mom, Holly; who'd lit a multi-colored pot pipe. and had a hemp halo now floating around her head. Yeah, it was all fucked up and the weather only called for more brilliant sunshine and fuckery!

"Get in there and tear it up little brother!" Linda shouted over the music. Tonya and Holly chimed in, hooting their support as they pumped their fists in the air; egging me and Goldie on.

"See Ian," Goldie said in my ear, "we have an audience love!"

I snickered back at her, rowing my hips and driving my dong up into her snatch. She grabbed my buttocks, attempting to press me up into herself. A second later however and her facial expression changed completely. She then cautioned me with a raised hand,

"Ooh one thing I just realized Ian!"

"What's that?" I grunted back between strokes.

"Luv," she said, "I think with all the drink, and the wee I chugged... I feel the urge to wee myself! That's not to mention, you've been knocking my bladder so wonderfully!"

There was a pause. She thought for a moment. Then a bit of inspiration hit her. She looked at me and asked,

"Say, you still thirsty? What say you n' I put on a different sort of show for all these filthy tarts?"

With that I pulled out of her snatch. Goldie without a second thought, flipped her legs over in a half summersault so that they touched the deck behind her head. Now with her ass pointing high and skyward, I knelt over her on my knees and held her hips. Down below Goldie smiled up at me wrinkling her nose; then her waterworks began.

First it was a dribble; seeming to spurt every which way... down out of her twat and into her face. It then dribbled down her legs and thighs. It then became a mad fire hydrant ammonia spray, into the naked crowd of dancing drunk women; who shrieked and hooted with delight at the impromptu spritzing.

"Catch it, Ian!" she giggled as her own pee dribbled into her face and she opened her lips to catch a few drizzly pizzly squirts in her gulper.

I then dropped my head down into her snatch and made like she was a drinking fountain; my lips latched onto her peephole in her cunt blossom as continued to spray hot piping jets of pee, like a gag flower from a novelty shop. At first I was a mess, getting it everywhere but down my throat. She really had a strong stream and the words "drinking from a fire hose," really applied to the situation.

I finally redoubled my efforts; my lips making "twat-lock" with just the right place and pressure being applied and the leaks subsided. I began sucking on her like a juicy piss-loaded peach while the women in my family shrieked and hooted; my sister Linda and Tonya, her bosom buddy next to her, the very loudest of the bunch. The whole fucked up scene was so wonderfully nasty!

I drained her. I was getting good at chugging pee from girl gash, but now decided to resume our fuck. With her legs still touching the deck behind her head I commenced jackhammer-fucking her, smashing her pussy with deep smacking strokes as she screeched out above the music,

"Oh YEAH Ian just like that! Fuck me luv! FUCK ME!"

Stroke after stroke I kept slamming down into her as my female relations whooped and hollered in a drunken mob above us, ogling our fun. I was totally in the zone now; very much in the moment. I'd made one mistake however - I'd forgotten my surroundings. Somebody just had to do something mischievous.

All at once I felt something hot and wet on my spine. I cranked my head to one side and saw two yellow streams spewing from the nasty twats of my sister Linda and from Tonya. Both girls giggled with their legs raised; like a pair of drunk dogs pissing on a hydrant while they leaned against the rail. I should have known better than to turn my back on Linda when she is drunk and stoned. She's been my big sister long enough for me to tell you this... you do so at your own peril!

"Get some, Ian!" Tonya shrieked as she steered her hot lemonade stream up my shoulder and straight into my mouth. I caught some of it.... some; the rest dribbled off my face and shoulder onto Goldie, who playfully stuck out her tongue and attempted to catch the drops like ammoniated snowflakes. Oh yeah, It was totally fucked up....and only becoming more so with every minute!

Linda pinched off her stream and with little nubile steps quickly moved herself around to squat over Goldie's face. A second later she cut loose and let go with a steady downpour of liquid-gold sparkles onto the pretty brit's chin lips and nose, as I slammed into her cunt - slam slam SLAM! It all had just the right cumulative effect for Goldie; who soon shuddered through an enormous climax beneath me, sobbing and wailing as my sister finished emptying her bladder upon her kisser!

Linda spun around and raising her leg, pushed her pee soaked gash up in my face. I took the hint and hoovered my sister's twat, slurping out the remaining dregs of her lemonade best I could; making that snatch clean as a whistle while Goldie's orgasm subsided.

"What are you gonna do now, Ian?" Linda asked with a wicked grin across her face.

"Fuck this beautiful British babe up her bum!" I replied.

With that, I pulled my stiffy from Goldie's snatch and flipped her over on her tummy; ass up high with her head and shoulders low in preparation for anal sex. I spread those lovely bum cheeks and bared her pink stinky sphincter in all its vulnerable glory for all to see. A collective howl rose up from all the drunken ladies dancing around us. They all knew full-well what was to cum next... ME - straight up this lovely woman's asshole!

I notched the mushroom head of my stiffy at Goldie's pretty poo-pucker, and pushed. She was all slippery from sun-oil and sweat, so happily my cock met next no resistance; just a greasy rubber band squeeze as I passed on through. I slid into her rectum as easily as if had been a well-prepped cunt, and right up to my balls!

"Hoooooooh!" Goldie cried out happily with me way up inside her guts.

"Oh Ian," she gasped, "this is simply wicked... bugger me rotten, you lovely bastard!"

Well, the lady asked.

I proceeded to plunge and plow at her stinky poo-pit; and loving every stroke of it. She had one of the magically delightful bottoms that milks you with every stinky stroke. You just want to keep coming back for more at it!

I kept sawing away at that heart-shaped bottom; in and out... in and out. My female relations were now a frolicking stoned and drunk madhouse; whirling around us to the music like we were some fucked-up altar of sex. Down below, Goldie was fiddling her clit hard as her filthy mouth became a torrent of profanity and oh so happy curse words. Somebody put another joint to my lips. I took a hit. Somebody put their glass to my lips n' I took a sip... in and out, in and out, in and out my cock kept plunging. We kept butt-slamming like this good and hard until we both came; the two of us now high as kites!

"EEEAGGHH!" Goldie screamed; her girlie-gasm spraying a geyser of hot sweet dribbly droplets that spilled out over her cunt and ran down our legs, her belly, and my dick n' balls.

"AWWW SHIT!" I snarled, jetting a piping hot spout of ball chowder deep inside Goldie's gut-chute; giving the walls of her poo-pipe a good plastering. It was wonderfully perverted... and magically barbaric. It was hedonism at its most intense. The whole time that damned music and that damned beat just kept rolling as while the naked hippy harpies of my family (all far too stoned and drunk to fly it seemed), danced and gyrated around me.

I pulled myself out from Goldie's gut-chute. Her asshole was still pointed skyward in a perfect gape while she simply lay on the deck face-down ass-up, trying to catch her breath. I mean that thing was just hanging open like a pink garage door that had been left up; well-fucked and full of spunk. A teensy bit of my cum was already beginning to dribble out over her anal ring and spill down to her taint.

I shook my head grinning, so proud of my work. Then all at once, I felt the urgent need to pee. As it was, I'd already cum quite a few times and was sooo damn full of booze, (so the call of Mother Nature was quite real). Suddenly I was inspired.

"Stay where you are Goldie and pull your ass cheek's apart wide!"

"What are you gonna do, luv?" she asked.

"Just do as I tell you,"

She did. She held the lovely globes of her ass apart making her cavernous anal crater a giant and inviting pink void; a caca cavern just waiting for nasty business. It just so happened I had business most-nasty to do!

Holding my now slackening cock, I took careful aim. My sister Linda and Tonya standing next to her made eye contact with me. Both seemed to immediately read my mind.

"Ewww hoo-HOOH! I know what's coming! Hold still Goldie," Linda exclaimed, "my brother is going to irrigate ya!"

"Oooh yes," Goldie squealed with delight as she held her moon cheeks apart; her shit-chute gaping like she'd another mouth at her hind end!

I let fly, cutting loose a marvelously soothing jet of piss. It arced striking Goldie bang at the top of her rump, splattering drops of yellow all over her back and hindquarters while she squealed with delight; all wriggles and giggles. I then simply walked the urine stream just like a garden hose, down to my intended target; the valley between her buttocks. With a little fine tuning I put the stream right into the gaping hole of her well-pounded crapper. It began to gurgle and fill as Goldie shrieked happily. Standing just to one side Linda and Tonya made comments of how awesomely nasty it all looked.

Quickly the others present noticed what was going on and stopped whirling and dancing; instead gasping with hands over drunken mouths before clapping with approval. Somebody (I think it was my Aunt Becky), began to chant, FILL HER UP! FILL HER UP! FILL HER UP!

More of the women pumped their fists in the air and joined in the chorus of FILL HER UP! FILL HER UP! FILL HER UP! Hooting loudly over the blast of the music. I now felt a pair of hands com up from behind me and grab my cock, while I continued to piss straight into Goldie's caca canal. The hand belonged to none other than Tonya's mother Holly, who kissed me on the neck and shoulders and directed me in my ear,

"Hands off that dick of yours Ian, let me do this. If I can drive an RV and a boat this size, I think I can steer this cock of yours while you piss up Goldie's innards... besides, I've always wanted to do this after I saw it in a porn video online one night!"

I didn't protest. What I needed was to piss, and I was already in the act of doing so... so what was the harm in letting Holly "take the wheel" and steer? I just reached behind myself to grab Holly by her bare ass, pulling her in close up to my back while my lemonade stream kept spraying. Holly kissed up and down my neck and shoulders while guiding my sizzling piss jet in and out of Goldie's rectum... down to her twat-hole... and back on up. The whole time the pretty brit simply giggled and wriggled her ass around in the sparkly warmth that nasty golden shower. Eventually I was empty but not to be through with the "steering" operation, Holly now jerked my cock in a wonderfully post-piss handjob; yanking my head around for a lovely French kiss in the bargain.

I then returned my attention to the delightfully nasty mess I'd made of Goldie's gut-shutter. That gaping butthole looked like a beer glass being toppled over with a mix of pee and sperm dribbling down her taint into her cunt-hole. It was then my pervy sister Linda chimed in.

"I SOOOOO got this!" Linda announced.

Linda stepped her naked ass up to Goldie. Without hesitation, she moved around to the pretty British babe's rump and knelt down on all-fours. Pushing her face into Goldie's ass, she immediately made mouth to anus contact with the wonderfully nasty lady trucker.

Goldie knew what EXACTLY to do. With Linda's mouth covering her cavernous crapper she squeezed her guts, (launching that nasty cocktail of piss and cum straight into my sibling's greedy kisser). The drunk mob of women overseeing the spectacle shrieked and howled with delight, cat-calling and cheering as Linda attempted best she could to chug and gulp the blast of gut spray from Goldie's poor pummeled pooter. In the end just as much cum and pee ended up on Linda's chin and chest as in her mouth, (but ever the hammy heroine my sister just helped Goldie to her feet). The two girls shared a kiss and took a bow before the drunken mob of cackling women.

Holly motioned her daughter Tonya over our way. I'd begun to feel the effects of her handjob and life was returning to my noodle. In between pecks and kisses of my neck Holly spoke to her daughter while still jerking me,

"Here girl, suck this cock. Ian's dick needs cleaning-up while I take care of things up top here!"

Always ready for more naked mischief, Tonya dropped to her knees before me. Still kissing my neck and shoulders, Holly put her hand atop her daughter's head; steering my stiffie to Tonya's mouth.

What followed was a marvelously perverted blowjob/job with Holly holding her own daughter's head to fellate me. She kept one hand on Tonya's mane with her other hand reaching around to fondle my balls and jerk the base of my cock just infront of her daughter's lips. Every now and again, Holly would turn my head around for a tongue-fucking French kiss, while Tonya's magical mouth cleaned up the last nasty traces from Goldie's guts.

It was so fucking nasty and foul. I loved the whole idea of it and in no-time, Holly had me cumming in her daughter's mouth. She kept hand jerk, jerk, JERKING my gushing load straight into Tonya's cocksucker!

"That's it daughter," Holly egged on her girl over my shoulder, "swallow every last drop! Such a good girl, you definitely are my daughter!"

With one last jet from my junk, Tonya finished gulping my gunk. She then she gave my dong a playful sniff. Coming to her feet, the naked pixie saluted both her mother and me, drunken sailor style saying,

"His cock is clean Ma!"

"Good work girl," Holly chuckled, "now you and Ian grab the soap and get under the deck shower. You both should freshen up before you go over the side of the boat, you smell like the linoleum floor of a Tijuana peep show!"

"Over the side?" I asked Holly quizzically.

"Yeah," Linda interrupted suddenly bouncing up to me with Goldie, "a few of us are going to jump over the side once we clean up. We want to join that party on shore for a bit!"

"We're going to stay moored here for a few hours," Holly explained, "so we can get our partying on with that mob of folks on the beach. When the time to leave arrives, I'll give three blasts from the boat's horn... nothing else sounds like it. You'll have about fifteen minutes to get back from shore to the boat. It's not too far from shore... even for your drunk ass Ian!"

"I'm game if everyone else is," I replied.

"Hoooray!" Goldie hopped up and down, "This will be great fun!"

With that we stepped over to the party deck shower as Holly tossed us an oversized bar of soap. We washed for the next couple of minutes under an icey stream of water; getting rid of all the pee and sex funk we could before we retrieved our bathing suits from the pile of beach attire on the deck. That was a bit of a tangled search made harder by our state of intoxication. I felt like Elvis during the Vegas Years trying to remember which way the stage was. Despite my chemical induced haze, I was still concerned about that drop over the side of the boat (well, not really the drop as much as the sudden stop if the water was too shallow), but no matter - we had bathing suits to locate. I found my suit after a bit and Linda located her thong bottom but her top was playing "Where's Waldo," amid the jumble of tops and bottoms n' singles.

While Linda and I tried to locate my sister's top, Tonya and Goldie (having found their suits ahead of us) meanwhile stepped inside the houseboat. They returned to the deck with two giant inflated pool toys they could barely carry; one an oversized yellow rubber ducky about six feet across and the other a giant white swan of similar size. They tossed both items over the rail to the water below.

"What are those for?" I shouted over the blare of the music.

"We are going to the beach in style Ian," Tonya yelled back, "C'MON! Last one in is a rotten egg!"

"Let's go," Linda said, having found her top and now having made herself reasonably presentable, "this looks like absolutely sick fun!"

My big sis grabbed me by the hand and we walked to the rail. Looking over the side we could see the ducky and the swan bobbing away in the water below. Goldie and Tonya were already straddling the rail, taking one last puff from a joint provided by my Mom. My grandmother, always one to be a bad influence gave them a swing from her drink.

Secure in the knowledge that neither were in danger of sobriety any time soon, Tonya and Goldie now swung both their legs over the side. They sat momentarily, perched atop the rail before coming up straight and pitching over the side to the water below. I thought I could hear their two splashes in the water about a second later over the din of jarring music. The crowd's cheer from the shore a few seconds later told me most likely both were ok.

"C'mon Ian," Linda said mounting the rail, "if they can do it we can do it."

My drunk ass somehow found itself atop the rail. Mom walked up to Linda an me, placing a potpipe to our lips. Both my sis and I took a hit from it and then a gulp from Grandma's drink before we swung our leg over the side. Down below I could see Tonya and Goldie treading water. Tonya had secured the white swan and Goldie appropriately had grabbed the big yellow-gold rubber ducky.

I looked at the drop. It didn't seem THAT far. Ok... it did.

"You ready brother?" Linda asked.

She reached over and grabbed my hand. Weed, booze, and the promise of horny high-jinks on the shore won out over my concern as to how high the drop was. I nodded.

Still holding hands, we straightened slightly and pitched ourselves over the side. The water below came rushing up up UP to meet us with terrific speed. We hit the surface feet first with a huge SPLASH!​