When I was a teenager, 17 years old, my family had a ski boat, which we used on many summer weekends and evenings. We lived close enough to the lake that we would often go water skiing for a couple of hours when Dad got home from work in the evening. It was during one of these short, evening ski trips that the experience I'm about to tell you about happened.
A story in WriterMick's the The Children's Table Universe
The family flew to Charleston so my parents and my Uncle and Aunt could take a cruise for Labor Day. They got a big suite to share but doubted they would leave the suite and turn the weekend into a fuckfest. My sister and our twin cousins thought the same thing as we stayed in the house while the parents were gone.
The explicit content may not be suitable for all readers, so please proceed with caution. The focus of the story is on exploring themes of intimacy and desire in a raw and unfiltered way. This story is not part of The Adventures of Tim Bodge. I used the names because I am familiar with them. This story deals with a large amount of sex. In fact, 90% is sex. If you read it, enjoy. If it is not your cup of tea, feel free to skip this one.