Second Chance
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Chapter 25
DoOver Sci-fi Sex Story: Chapter 25 - 43 year old Carl watched helplessly as Death came for him in the form of an overloaded produce truck. Suddenly he found himself in the body of a 14 year old boy, injured in the same accident. Now Carl had to learn how to live as Brian and cope with a new life and a loving mother.
Caution: This DoOver Sci-fi Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Consensual Science Fiction DoOver Incest Mother Son First Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Petting
Our cruise was just amazing. We had a wonderful trip. On the way home we stopped at different places to eat. One fish camp was so small there was no way to use their dock, so I beached the boat and tied up to a big tree, while we ate.
Beth Ann loved to strike up conversations with people wherever we were. One of the folks we met tuned out to be the significant other of our landlady. He was big and loud. His idea of a conversation included saying something snarky and laughing like an idiot. I couldn't believe what a dweeb he was. Eventually our landlady came out of the bathroom and reclaimed him, but not before giving Beth Ann the evil eye for speaking to her boyfriend.
We were very happy to get out of there and continue our cruise. Neither of them were people I wanted us having anything to do with. From the angry look she shot at Beth Ann, we wouldn't have to worry about getting a Christmas card from her anyway.
For two more lazy days we lollygagged our way home. The weather was gorgeous and the lake water was so tempting but Rebecca had strongly cautioned me from risking it and possibly introducing lake bacteria into my healing head wounds. Instead we turned the temperature way down in the hot tub and spent hours floating in the tepid water, enjoying the scenery.
Something about that boat brought out the animal in Beth Ann. She was insatiable. We ratcheted up our lovemaking to previously undiscovered territory. Beth Ann loved having me lave her rectum, while pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit. The combination drove her absolutely wild. When she recovered, I tended to get the most gracious and graceful blow jobs imaginable, right before Beth Ann would impale herself on my rigid member. When bed time came, we tended to be ready to crash.
After tying up our boat and getting it all battened down, we headed for home, tired and pleased. We chatted for well over an hour about our trip and made plans for other excursions. As far as the boating lifestyle was concerned, we were hooked.
Life intruded the next day and we had to see Rebecca for my checkup, get some things from the grocery store and Beth Ann wanted to ask Colleen and Rebecca out to the cabin for an afternoon cookout over the weekend. Both were happy to take us up on an invitation and I wondered if Beth Ann had an ulterior motive.
Thinking about a threesome (four if you count me) with those girls had haunted me since Beth Ann broached the subject and I kept getting these pictures in my head of the three of them pleasuring one another.
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