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Boating Holiday

Copyright© 2023 by MasonJar

Chapter 6

True Sex Story: Chapter 6 - A good part of this story is true and what occurred on the trip has been only slightly improved.

Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   ft/ft   Teenagers   Consensual   Heterosexual   True Story   Incest   Sister   Father   Daughter   Group Sex   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Oral Sex   Safe Sex   Nudism  

After breakfast at the marina, we headed out to sea again eager to lose our clothes and feel the freedom of the sun and breeze on our flesh. We were beating into the wind for the first few hours then sailed in the lea of some small islands before again having to Tack and Jibe. At about 120 Nm we stopped at a small inlet that gave us some respite from the winds and I set the forward and stern anchors out. The weather was set to be calm in the early hours of the morning then the breeze should come around to our beam and it would be an easy sail for the rest of the trip. It was a little bit rock and roll but not too bad we had a light tea made of fried fish pieces, savoury dip and the last of our fresh bread and of cause wine.

This trip brought us all closer and not just in a physical way. Dave and his girls look adoringly at each other at every opportunity. Ben and Celeste have done a complete turnabout and Celeste seems to hold her dad in reverence. Bess and I have a deeper love for each other than when we started this trip. I hope that when we get home, we can continue to have such a close relationship with our daughters.

The small island where we were anchored had a small mountain running down the centre and two arms of land that encircled a small bay. The sandy bottom was visible about 20 ft below and fish could be seen darting between the coral bommies across the ocean floor. I told Dave and Ben that I was going to dive on the bommies and see if I could get any lobster for dinner. The girls wanted to go ashore and walk along the beach looking for shells and Dave and Ben wanted to again try their luck fishing from the beach. So, after a day of doing our own thing Dave and Ben had a score of whiting and two Snapper. I found two big lobsters and a small one. The girls had gathered some driftwood into a pile and suggested we have a cookout on the beach for tea.

It took some time to clean our catch but after that, we took the lobster and whiting to the beach with some wraps and Taco shells and had a feast frying them on a portable grill with Mexican spice and special sauce. We sat out on some Logs by the fire and finished off the last of the baggy. It was a lovely way to finish our day.

Back on the boat I secured the dingy and went below. We were all tired from a long day and the effects of the weed, but everyone wanted a glass of wine before bed, and we toasted a good trip.

Back in our cabin Bess was very cuddly and clung to my side running her hands through my chest hair and around my stomach.

“What are we going to do when we get home Dad and I have to go to bed in my room?” Bess asked in a small voice.

“Well, you will be going off to college next year and will be staying in a dorm with someone else then. I know you applied for the college in town, but we haven’t heard back from them, and you did get a reply from Central and that’s a good college. Everybody gets nervous when they go off to College, I did and so did your mum, but after a while, you get so involved in college life and meet so many friends from all over the country you won’t even miss us, you’ll be studying and looking forward to getting a good job and probably even moving overseas to start a carrier.” I tried to make it sound appealing and interesting, but I felt her tears wetting my chest and she started to sob.

I rolled her over till I could spoon up behind her and wrapped her in my arms. I couldn’t think of anything that would make her feel more secure and eventually we both drifted off to sleep.

I lay there in the morning listening to the morning sounds of the waves slapping on the side of the boat and the quiet voices of the others. The wind had dropped off as predicted and we were a lot calmer than yesterday. I had my usual morning wood, and it was slowly being sucked by Bess or so I thought but when I peered in the semi-darkness of the cabin, I saw Sandy’s dark hair falling down my hard cock. I asked where Bess had gone, and she stopped for a minute to say she was with Dave and Shelly. Then continued to suck and lick my pole. I asked her to spin around, and she slowly sat herself down on my face and I began to lick her juicy twat. I nibbled her Clit and sucked her lips till she came then spun her around till she was face down on the bed and I rammed my cock home. I was so deep in her that my balls were slapping her clit. She moaned and gripped the sheets with both hands and arched her back to gain as much of my cock as she could. I lifted her arse into the air till I was doing this little girl doggy style and she was loving it and moaning. I was so close but determined to bring her off first. My cock was expanding the head had to be twice its size and then she came and squeezed my cock, and I released my load inside her. With a grunt, I was done, and I collapsed on her back panting along with her.

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