GC-1016 Nanny Needs It
by Nick Eastwood 12-1987


FOREWORD

It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of 
Americans within its confines. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its 
coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual 
has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all 
men—greed, lust, envy, and distress.

NANNY NEEDS IT is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are
wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, 
expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your 
neighborhood. Respectable citizens—yes, but not without the foibles and 
weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.

NANNY NEEDS IT provides a unique insight into those emotions with which 
we all must live, a look at Americans at the grassroots level.

-The Publisher


CHAPTER ONE

Carla Smith lay naked in the sun. The sun was very hot that June day, but
the ocean breeze gave some relief. Carla found it very sensuous to be 
outdoors with nothing on. She’d never had a chance to get tan all over 
before.

She knew she was the envy of most of her college classmates. She’d gotten
a dream job for the summer, as nanny to two boys on a yacht bound for 
Hawaii. Most girls would have killed to take her place. But Carla was bored
and restless.

Her employers, Dot and Biff Randle, were very nice, and their sons were 
well-behaved. The job paid quite well. But there was one thing Carla 
missed, something very important to her. She wondered if she could go the 
whole summer without sex.

It really didn’t help to be lying there naked with the sun’s warmth 
caressing her body. It reminded her of making love. She thought longingly 
of her boyfriend Ted, whom she wouldn’t see again till September. She felt 
her pussy swelling and moistening.

Carla rolled over onto her back and stared at the clear blue sky. She 
didn’t worry about anyone seeing her. The Randles had guaranteed her a 
private spot on the boat for sunbathing. But she almost wished some horny 
male would come along and spot her.

Fat chance of that. There was nobody on board but her, the Randles, and 
their kids. Carla, a tall brunette with large thrusting tits and a sleek 
trim body, was seething with need. If only Ted could have been along, she 
would have been perfectly content.

She trailed her hands down her warm soft f body and gave a little gurgle 
of lust. Yes, it would be perfect to have Ted with her right now, rolling 
on top of her, sliding down between her eagerly parted thighs. She could 
almost feel his steel-stiff cock sliding into her.

Stop it Carla, she thought. You’re just making things worse.

But she couldn’t get her mind off Ted. She thought about the exciting 
dates they’d had, and her mind went back to one night in particular. As she
remembered that night, she began stroking the hot slippery flesh of her 
pussy, helplessly masturbating.

She and Ted had met at the beginning of her freshman year, just nine 
months ago. Ted was a junior and very attractive. Since Carla had been 
determined to lose her virginity as soon as she got to college, Ted didn’t 
have a hard time seducing her.

After that first date, they fucked like bunnies, wherever they could get 
away with it. They did it in her room, his room, his car, and once they 
even did it at the movies. But it was always hard to find a place where 
they didn’t risk being interrupted.

On that memorable night Carla and Ted were strolling around campus hand 
in hand, desperate for a place to make love. Both their roommates were in 
the dorms studying, and a friend had borrowed Ted’s car. The frustrated 
lovers stopped to sit beside the school fountain.

“Hey, how about right here?” Ted grinned.

“Ted, you nut,” Carla laughed, “that’s outrageous.”

It really was. The big fountain was right in the center of campus, and it
was lit by floodlights. Hundreds of people strolled by it every day. There 
couldn’t have been a more risky place to get it on. And maybe that was why 
Ted and Carla suddenly became desperate to do it there.

It was almost midnight, not so many people coming by now. Ted took a 
chance and kissed Carla as they sat on the concrete rim of the fountain 
pool. He slid his tongue into her mouth and probed around in his sensuous 
way, and Carla moaned with need.

“Honey, you better not,” she breathed. “I’m already so horny for you, I 
could scream.”

“Let’s take a chance,” Ted whispered.

He kissed her again, filling her mouth with his hot slick tongue, and 
Carla creamed her jeans. They’d both been so busy studying this week, they 
hadn’t had a chance to get together, and Carla was way overdue for a good 
fucking.

Ted slid his hands onto her tits as he kissed her. He loved fondling the 
big heavy melons, and Carla loved him to do it. Now her large tits swelled 
in his caressing hands, and her nipples went stiff and pointed. When they 
finally came up for air, she was panting.

“We’ve got to stop,” she said.

“No,” Ted insisted, “let’s move over here.”

The other side of the pool was facing the library, and not so many people
came by that way. Ted and Carla moved over there, and he started kissing 
her and doing exciting things with her tits. Her nipples throbbed against 
his fingers.

Ted felt the tingling nubs and groaned. He slid his hands up under 
Carla’s sweatshirt and unhooked her bra. Then his bare hands cupped her 
swollen tits, squeezing and molding the sensitive melons, and Carla creamed
furiously.

“Oh, Ted, this is crazy!” she moaned. “We’d be in big trouble if we got 
caught!”

“We won’t get caught,” he said. “We’ll keep an eye out.”

That seemed like a good idea, but somehow they forgot about it as they 
began making love. While Ted fondled Carla’s tits, she unzipped his fly and
stuck her hand inside his pants. She wriggled her hand inside his shorts 
and fisted his cock.

“Oh, yeah, go for it!” he groaned.

Carla quickly pumped his prick into hardness. It wasn’t hard to give Ted 
a cock stand. In seconds his big cock was stiff as a steel girder, 
throbbing in her fist. She felt hot sticky juice leaking from his piss 
hole, and she moaned with longing. She feverishly pumped his meat while he 
teased her tingling nipples.

Then suddenly they sensed that they weren’t alone, and they looked up 
into the stern face of a uniformed campus cop.

There was nothing they could say to disguise what they were doing. Ted 
had Carla’s shirt pushed up to her neck, and his hands were full of her 
creamy tits. She had her hand inside his fly. They couldn’t exactly say 
they were doing homework.

“Oh, uh, good evening, officer!” Ted croaked.

The cop began to grin.

“Must be the moonlight,” he said. “It makes people do crazy things. But 
I’d advise you kids to go somewhere else for that.”

Then he strolled off. Ted and Carla gawked at each other. They’d just had
the incredible luck of finding a campus cop in a good mood. They waited 
till he was out of sight, then went at each other again, too achingly horny
to stop.

“Oh, honey, I’m going crazy!” Carla moaned. “I want you so bad, I could 
scream!”

“And I’m about to come in my pants,” Ted said. “There’s got to be a way. 
We could go in the bushes.”

“That’s where the cops always look,” Carla said.

Ted began to grin.

“Exactly,” he said. “That cop will expect us to go in the bushes. He 
wouldn’t dream we’d be crazy enough to stay right here. And in case anybody
else comes by, we can be swimming.”

Carla was convinced her boyfriend had lost his mind. Ted jumped up and 
started stripping. When he was naked, he stepped into the fountain pool and
sat down. The water came just up to his shoulders. He looked at Carla and 
grinned fiendishly.

“Come on,” he said. “This is the perfect setup.”

“Oh, what the hell!” Carla sighed.

She figured they’d get in less trouble for skinny-dipping than for 
fucking in public. She shucked her clothes and climbed into the pool with 
Ted. They went back to kissing and pawing each other. Carla fisted Ted’s 
cock under the water and pumped it.

Ted slid one stiff finger between the soft-furred lips of her bush and 
sawed it back and forth over her clit. She felt an instant buzz of 
pleasure, and hot cream spurted from her needy cunt. The two horny young 
people masturbated each other frantically, aching to get off. Suddenly they
heard throat clearing.

“Ingenious,” the big cop said. “I’m always amazed at the things you kids 
come up with.”

“We’re just skinny-dipping, officer,” Ted said with a friendly grin.

“Sure you are,” the cop said, “and I’m Queen Elizabeth. Well, just try to
be quiet, okay? I won’t come by this way again for an hour, but don’t let 
anybody else hear you.”

“Thanks a lot, officer,” Carla beamed.

The tall cop took one last longing look at her naked tits and strolled 
off. They had been very lucky again, and they decided to take advantage of 
it.

Ted scooted over against the side of the pool and drew Carla into his 
lap, her legs straddling his.

“Ted, you lunatic!” she gasped. “Are you actually gonna try to fuck me?”

“I’m gonna do more than try,” he leered.

Carla whimpered with excitement as she felt his rock-hard cock pressing 
against the small moist mouth of her cunt. He sank his throbbing prick into
her, and she creamed like crazy. As he pushed to her womb, she was panting 
and writhing. It had been a whole week since they’d fucked, and she was 
frantic for it.

“Oh, yes, baby, do it to me!” she moaned. “Fuck me good, Ted!”

“You bet I will!” he growled. “But like the man said, we gotta be quiet!”

“Right!” Carla gurgled.

This was a first for her in more ways than one. She’d never fucked in 
that position, sitting on Ted’s lap and facing him. And she’d sure never 
fucked underwater before. Only their heads were visible as Ted began 
hammering his thick cock in her juice-slick cunt.

“Oooooooh, ooooooh!” Carla squealed. She tried to keep her voice down, 
but it was hard to be quiet when Ted’s fucking felt so damned good. She 
moaned each time he plowed to her womb, and she gurgled with need as he 
pulled back for another stiff thrust. She felt like she could fuck all 
night.

“Mmmmmm, honey, I love it!” she moaned. “I love the way you fuck me!”

Ted wasn’t talking much now. He was redfaced with lust, his nostrils 
flared, as he pistoned his engorged boner in her hot slippery pussy hole. 
The only sounds he made were snorting and growling and panting. Carla 
ground her famished cunt around his hammering cock and felt herself 
rocketing toward orgasm.

“Ohhhhhh, shit, honey, I’m gonna come!” she moaned.

“Remember not to scream!” Ted groaned.

Carla always wanted to scream when she came, but she rarely got the 
chance. Once again she had to be quiet as the delicious blast of pleasure 
rippled through her body. She buried her face against Ted’s shoulder and 
muffled her cries of ecstasy.

“Ooooooh, you’re doing it to meeeee, I’m comingggg!” she gasped.

“Unnnnhhhh, shit, unnnngggghhhh!” Ted groaned.

He shot his load into her, right there in the campus pool. Afterwards 
they agreed that it had been an insane risk, but it sure was fun while it 
was happening. And now, months later, Carla grinned as she recalled that 
wild night.

If Ted were with her now, she’d fuck him right there on the deck of the 
yacht. But she was alone with her seething pussy and overpowering desire. 
There was only one thing she could do to cool her lust. She began to 
masturbate frantically.

Sawing her middle finger stiffly over her clit, the moaning girl gave 
herself a steady buzz of pleasure. She’d have given anything to have her 
lover with her, his long hard cock hammering in her famished cunt, but she 
had to be content with her own efforts.

“Unnnnnhhhh, yessss, unnnnhhhhh!” she moaned.

It was kid stuff, playing with herself. She hadn’t done it since high 
school. In college, Ted had taken care of her needs. Carla didn’t like 
being forced to play with herself, but what else could she do? No way could
she go all summer without an orgasm.

It did feel great, sawing that stiff finger over her sensitive wet joy 
button, but she wanted Ted’s cock. She wanted something stiff in her cunt, 
pounding in and out. Moaning, she slid her finger off her clit and into the
scorching wet tunnel of her pussy.

“Yesssssss!” she gurgled. “That’s it!”

She began finger-fucking herself hard and fast. She felt like she’d go 
out of her mind if she didn’t climax. She squeezed her eyes shut and forgot
everything but her desperate need. She crammed her finger as deep as it 
would go in her starved cunt, and then suddenly she was writhing in 
ecstasy.

“Ohhhhhh, shit, yesssss, ohhhhhhh!” she moaned.

She finger-fucked herself through a much-needed climax, then sighed and 
rolled over onto her belly. It wasn’t one second later before she heard Dot
Randle calling for her.

“Carla?” Dot called. “We’d better start dinner.”

Dot poked her head out of the cabin and smiled at Carla, who blushed and 
grabbed for her towel.

“I’ll be right there, Mrs. Randle,” she said.

Had Dot watched her masturbating? It was hard to read the woman’s 
expression. Carla sped to her cabin and got dressed, hoping she hadn’t 
blown the perfect summer job.

CHAPTER TWO

Dot Randle seemed no different than usual when Carla met her in the 
galley. Dot was a pleasant, shapely blonde woman in her mid-thirties, 
easy-going and fun to work for. Carla felt lucky to have such a nice boss.

“How’s your tan coming?” Dot asked.

“It needs work,” Carla smiled. “I’ve been cooped up studying all year.”

“Then this trip will do you a world of good,” Dot said.

Would it really? Carla loved the idea of sailing to Hawaii, and she was 
fond of the Randle family, but she wondered how long she could survive 
without Ted. Already her burning lust had driven her to masturbate right on
the deck. She’d have to be more careful.

Soon the other members of the family showed up for dinner. Dot’s husband 
Biff was a tall powerfully-built man with sun-bleached hair and coppery 
beard. Their sons Rusty and Lance were cute teenagers. Carla felt restless 
again, surrounded by all those males.

She’d just gotten herself off pretty good, but by the end of dinner she 
was horny again. She wished Biff and the boys would wear shirts at dinner. 
Just the sight of a male body was enough to get her dangerously aroused. 
She suddenly needed to get off again, and she felt relieved when she was 
left alone to do the dishes.

The smart place to masturbate was in her own cabin. No more doing it on 
the open deck. She finished the dishes as fast as she could, then made for 
her tiny cabin. Her panties were soaked with her dripping cunt juice, her 
slit on fire.

But as she passed the master stateroom she heard voices. The door was 
open just a crack, and she couldn’t resist the urge to peek. She saw Biff 
and Dot standing in their room kissing. She suddenly seethed with envy for 
Dot.

Lucky Dot, she had a handsome man with her for the long voyage, and she 
wouldn’t be getting frustrated and horny. As Biff kissed her, he was 
jamming his tongue into her mouth and rubbing his crotch against hers. Dot 
finally pulled back and laughed.

“Darling, you’re like a billy goat tonight,” she giggled.

“Can’t help it!” Biff growled. “I’m horny! I wanta get it on with you 
right now!”

“Who’s going to sail the boat?” Dot asked.

“The boys can do it,” Biff said. “They’re old enough now.”

He picked Dot up and carried her to the bunk. He laid her down and 
climbed on beside her, his ruggedly handsome face flushed with lust. But 
his big callused hands were amazingly deft as he began unbuttoning her 
shirt. He had her shirt open in no time.

“You’re sure the boys can handle it?” she asked.

“Positive,” he said. “Now let’s forget about the boys and the boat and 
everything else.”

He unhooked her bra and drew it off, leaving her naked to the waist. He 
cupped her pretty high-riding tits and molded them, and Dot gave a little 
gurgle of excitement. Watching them, Carla almost whimpered with jealousy. 
She’d have given anything for a man of her own.

It was driving her crazy to watch Biff and Dot, yet she couldn’t tear 
herself away. She knew it was wrong of her to spy on her employers, but she
just stayed right where she was, watching from the shadows of the hallway. 
Peeping was a brand-new kick.

It was frustrating, yet it was exciting. Carla watched breathlessly as 
Biff leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and began licking his wife’s pretty
little red nipples. He tongued them into stiffness and left them glistening
with his hot spit.

“Mmmmmm, you devil, you know that turns me on!” Dot gurgled.

“I sure do!” Biff grinned.

He sank his mouth down around her left nipple and started sucking it. 
Dot’s pretty face twisted with lust, and she clawed his powerful shoulders.
Carla almost moaned with longing. She would have given anything to trade 
places with Dot just then.

She felt her own tits swelling, her nipples growing into stiff throbbing 
nubs. Molten cream poured from her cunt and soaked through her jeans and 
panties. She was horny enough to bang her head against the wall. She ached 
to masturbate.

Well, that would be easy enough. All she had to do was slip into her 
cabin, right next door. But she wanted to peep. She wanted to see 
everything Dot and Biff did in bed. That was very naughty of her, she knew,
but she just couldn’t help it.

Biff sucked Dot’s left nipple and then her right, taking his time, 
getting her hotly aroused. Then he unzipped her jeans. He grasped her jeans
and panties and drew them off along with her sandals. Dot lay there stark 
naked as he ogled her.

“You’ve still got the most fantastic body,” Biff said, “even after all 
these years.”

“Not as nice as Carla’s,” Dot smiled.

“She’s just a kid,” Biff said.

I could prove differently, Carla thought.

She’d just love to get Biff alone and show him that she was a mature 
woman. His big hard body turned her on, and she sensed that he’d be a 
terrific stud. But Biff wasn’t hers to seduce. He belonged to Dot, and he 
was obviously crazy about her.

Now he was running his big hands up and down Dot’s firm curvy body, 
making a low growling noise in his throat. Dot lay there and took it for 
awhile, but then she grew impatient. She whisked off his shoes and went for
his fly.

She unzipped his pants and tugged them down along with his shorts. Carla 
almost groaned as his stiff cock snapped free of his clothing. It was 
gorgeous, as thick as her wrist and a good nine inches long. Carla would 
have killed to take a cock like that.

“Mmmmm, look at that gorgeous hard-on!” Dot gurgled. “All for me?”

“All for you, baby!” Biff growled.

He moved her legs wide apart and knelt between them. He took her legs and
draped them over his shoulders, exposing the moist pink line of her clit. 
Carla was shaking with lust as she watched, and she couldn’t stop her 
frantic heavy creaming.

Oh, God, she thought, if only it were me.

Biff pressed the gigantic purple head of his cock against Dot’s moist 
cuntal pit, stretching her pussy lips wide. She whimpered with lust. As he 
started pushing into her, she threw back her head and wailed with pleasure.

“God, yes, get into me, Biff!” she cried. “Give me every inch of it!”

Biff was grinning like a fiend as he slowly but steadily worked his huge 
hard prick into his wife’s cunt. Molten cream boiled from Dot’s crammed 
pussy and gushed down her ass crack. Biff kept pushing into her till only 
his big hairy balls were showing.

“You got it all now, baby!” he growled. “You like it?”

“Are you kidding?” she moaned. “I’ve always liked it! I could never turn 
you down!”

It would be an easy cock to like, Carla thought. It was even bigger than 
Ted’s. Ted was the only guy Carla had fucked, and she thought she loved 
him, but right now she felt eager to try sex with another man. She sure 
would have liked a round with Biff and his huge horse-cock. No wonder Dot 
was going wild with excitement.

“Unnnnnhhhhh, do it, honey, fuck!” Dot babbled.

Biff began fucking her slowly and deeply, and she whimpered and writhed 
around the thick skewer of his cock. She kept creaming hard, and the pearly
juice gushed down the crack of her ass and puddled on the bedspread. Her 
face was contorted into a lusty grimace.

“Come on, fuck me!” she moaned. “Really give it to me, honey!”

“What’s the rush?” Biff grinned. “The boys are topside handling the ship.
We won’t be interrupted.”

“What about Carla?” Dot panted.

Carla ducked farther back into the shadows, but the couple didn’t even 
look her way.

“She’s in her cabin reading, like always,” Biff said.

So he assumed. There was no reason for Carla to change her routine, so 
they just assumed she was reading in bed. She was a nice polite girl, and 
it would never have occurred to them that she was standing in the hallway 
watching them fuck.

Biff continued to fuck his wife slowly, savoring each thrust. Carla 
focused on his cream-drenched blue-veined cock, almost moaning with envy as
she watched it sliding in and out between Dot’s widely stretched cunt lips.
Dot was whimpering and clawing the bed.

“Ooooooh, babe, you always fuck me so good!” she gurgled.

Carla realized that she was cupping her cream-soaked jeans crotch and 
squeezing her pussy through it. She whipped her hand away. This wasn’t the 
time or place to beat off. It would be so embarrassing if she got caught. 
She’d surely lose her job.

The Randles had hired her to watch their kids and help with the cooking, 
not spy on them and beat off as they made love. She kept her hand away from
her pussy, but she couldn’t stop spying. It was incredibly exciting to 
watch other people make love.

Now Biff was speeding up, fucking Dot steadily faster. Her body began to 
quiver with the impact, and her firm tits wobbled. Biff was snorting and 
panting as he worked his swollen boner in her velvety wet cunt. Carla 
wondered how long the horny husband could hold out.

“Ohhhh, yessss, faster!” Dot moaned.

Biff speeded up again, really pounding it to her now, and she wailed with
pleasure. Her teeth flashed in a lusty grimace, and she fucked right back 
at him, slamming her hips forward to take his plowing cock as deep as she 
could get it. The woman was obviously right on the verge of coming.

Then Biff reached down, grasped her clit, and gave it one long firm 
squeeze.

“Ohhhhhh, my God, whaaahhhhhhh!” Dot wailed.

Biff fucked her hard through her body-wracking orgasm. Carla watched and 
almost sobbed with frustration. Biff’s cock was still good and hard. If she
could have him for just one or two minutes, she could get the hard fucking 
she thirsted for.

But of course that was impossible. Dot wasn’t about to lend her husband 
to their young nanny for a quick fuck. It would take a very unusual and 
understanding woman to do that. Carla watched with a combination of misery 
and fascination as Biff drew his dripping cock out of his wife’s smoking 
cunt.

“Roll over for me?” he asked.

“Mmmmm, you bet!” Dot gurgled, turning over onto her hands and knees.

They started fucking in the doggy-position. It was almost too much for 
Carla. Biff not only had the biggest cock she’d ever seen, it seemed like 
he could fuck for hours. He was the ideal solution to her problem, but he 
belonged to another woman.

He plowed his massive boner as deep as he could into Dot’s dripping box, 
and she clawed the bedspread and wailed with lust. He started fucking her 
hard, making her body shake with the impact. Her ripe tits wobbled crazily.

“God, yes, fuck the living shit out of me, honey!” she wailed.

Biff fucked into her harder and harder, inching her along the bunk till 
she was bracing her hands against the headboard. He was giving it to her 
mercilessly, almost brutally, but she obviously loved it. Thick rivers of 
cream gushed down her inner thighs.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, shit, you’re doing it, I’m cominggggg!” the horny blonde 
wailed.

“Take my load, baby, aaaagggghhhhh!” Biff roared.

“Yes, yessss, cream meeeee!” Dot sobbed.

Carla just couldn’t stand it any more, and she figured the show was over 
anyway. She rushed to her cabin and threw her clothes in every direction. 
She leaped onto the bed and stretched out on her back. She crammed her 
middle finger into her dripping cunt and began finger-fucking herself like 
crazy.

“Oooooooh, shit, fuck, oooooooh!” she moaned.

She couldn’t be too noisy with Biff and Dot right next door, but at least
she could get off. She’d never been more desperately horny in her life. She
pistoned her finger with lightning speed in her squirting twat.

But she wasn’t getting the sensation she craved. Her finger was so little
compared to a reallive cock. She wanted the real thing, a big thick prick 
like Biff’s pounding in her starved pussy hole. She crammed a second finger
into her seething cunt.

“Unnnnhhhh, shit, ooooooh!” she sobbed.

She still didn’t have the thickness she wanted. She wedged a third finger
into her juice-slick cunt and finally felt the stretching and cramming that
a real cock would give her. She worked her three bunched fingers deep and 
hard in her greedy cunt.

“Yes, yes, fuck it to meeee!” she panted.

She was having a dizzy fantasy of being fucked, but the image was 
confused. Was it Ted or was it Biff? Both their faces appeared in her 
fantasy. But it really didn’t matter as long as she got off. She 
finger-fucked herself as fast as she could, and in another second or so she
felt the delicious hot explosion she craved.

“Unnnnnhhhhh, fuck, whaaahhhhhhh!” she howled.

She twisted her head and buried her face in the pillow to muffle her 
screams of release. She kept pounding her bunched fingers in her gushing 
cunt, giving herself a long powerful orgasm. She came hard for almost a 
full minute.

“Oh, God, I needed that!” she sighed.

And she’d go on needing it, every day of the long voyage to Hawaii. She 
wondered if masturbating could keep her satisfied. But after all that 
delicious fucking with Ted, she doubted it.

CHAPTER THREE

The Randles were on the first leg of their voyage, from San Francisco to 
L.A., where they were giving a big farewell party before sailing for 
Hawaii. Carla was looking forward to that party. Maybe, just maybe, she’d 
meet some sexy guy and end up in bed with him.

“What are these people like who’re coming to your party?” she asked Dot.

“Oh, just old friends,” Dot said. “Some are businessmen, some are doctors
and lawyers.

They’ll probably just seem like boring old people to you.”

Carla didn’t feel bored. She looked forward to meeting some successful 
older men. But as the guests flocked to the party on the yacht, she 
realized there was one thing Dot hadn’t told her. All these guys were 
bringing their wives.

Carla’s heart sank as couple after couple boarded the yacht for a 
moonlight cruise. There wasn’t a single man in the bunch. Carla could have 
cried with disappointment. It looked like another lonely, horny night for 
her. But then she got an idea.

She didn’t have to stay for the party. She could spend the night in the 
city, and surely she could find some attractive man to spend the night 
with. It would be her last chance to get laid for almost three months, and 
she didn’t want to miss it. She hurried to find Dot.

But when she made her request, Dot exclaimed, “Oh, Carla, don’t run out 
on me! I need you to serve the drinks and food! I’m sorry, honey, but it’s 
part of your job!”

“Yes, Mrs. Randle,” Carla sighed.

So she spent the evening doing maid work.

As it got later and everybody settled down in the salon to drink and 
talk, Carla felt she could safely slip away to her cabin and masturbate. 
She’d been wanting to do it all day.

Her summer wasn’t going to be totally sexless, she thought bitterly. 
She’d gotten back into the habit of playing with herself, and now she 
needed to do it every day. Her pussy was burning as she sneaked back to her
lonely little cabin.

Just as she was reaching for the doorknob, she heard voices in the room. 
Somebody else had sneaked away from the party, too. Carla turned the knob 
very carefully and opened the door just a crack. She saw a couple sitting 
on her bunk, a tall dark-haired man and a petite blonde woman.

Carla had been introduced to everybody, and she knew these two weren’t 
married to each other. They were looking at each other eagerly yet 
nervously. Finally the man leaned down and kissed the woman, and she snaked
her arms around his neck.

“Oh, Marty, I don’t know,” she said as they came up for air. “It’s such a
big risk.”

“Britt, I’ve wanted you for years,” Marty said. “This is our big chance. 
There’s such a crowd on board, nobody will notice if we’re gone for a few 
minutes. You want me, too, don’t you?”

“God, yes,” Britt sighed. “I’ve had the hots for you ever since we met. 
But there’d be hell to pay if we got caught.”

“We won’t get caught,” Marty insisted.

He kissed her again, pulling her down on the bunk. They started rubbing 
their bodies together, and Carla saw that they really were hot for each 
other. She could almost feel their horny excitement as they rolled around 
on the narrow bed.

“Mmmmmm, mmmmmm!” Britt moaned.

Carla was excited about watching them make love, yet she knew it was 
going to be torture for her. She also knew that she could put a stop to 
things right now. All she had to do was walk into the cabin. It was her 
room, after all. They’d be too panicked to go on with their illicit 
romance.

But she didn’t move. Watching Marty and Britt make out would be the most 
exciting thing that happened to her that evening. She couldn’t pass it up. 
She stood quietly in the shadows, feeling like a very naughty female peeper
yet eager to spy.

Marty was kissing Britt deeply, working his tongue in her mouth, and at 
the same time he was sliding his hand up under her dress. Suddenly Britt 
gave a muffled moan of pleasure, and Carla realized that Marty had reached 
her pussy.

“Ohhhhh, God, slow down, honey!” Britt moaned. “Don’t get me so hot! I 
can’t think!”

“I don’t want you to think,” Marty said hoarsely. “I just want you to 
relax and let me make you feel good. Please, this could be our only 
chance.”

His hand was busy under her skirt. Carla could see the outline but 
couldn’t quite tell what he was doing. Whatever it was, it must have felt 
great, because Britt was writhing and gurgling with pleasure. Marty pushed 
her skirt up all the way and started pulling down her panties and 
pantyhose.

“Marty, somebody might come along and catch us!” Britt gasped.

Marty was through talking. He quickly and deftly stripped her below the 
waist, then ogled her cute little golden bush. He pushed her legs wide 
apart and slid between them, nosing right into her moist pink cunt. His 
tongue shot out, and Britt wailed.

“Ooooooh, God, yesssss!” she cried.

Marty was tonguing her slit and driving her wild. The little blonde 
forgot her guilt and fears as his big hot tongue raked her most sensitive 
places. She opened her legs even wider, bending her knees, and sank back 
with a gurgle of total bliss.

“Unnnnhhh, Christ, you’re good at that!” she moaned.

He must have been, because all the fight went out of her. She just 
gurgled and whimpered and writhed as he lashed his tongue over the swollen 
creamy folds of her hot pussy. Carla watched and ate her heart out, aching 
to be in Britt’s place.

Carla just loved having her pussy eaten, but she and Ted had rarely 
gotten a chance to indulge in fancy sex. Just a couple of times they’d felt
safe enough to take their time and experiment. She remembered a night when 
he got her off five times in a row by licking her pussy.

It had felt so damned good, and she could understand Marty’s sudden and 
total conquest of Britt. The pretty blonde couldn’t think of anything 
except the hot pleasure she was getting from his expert tongue. Thick 
rivers of tangy cream gushed from her cunt. Marty licked up the cream and 
gobbled it like it was candy. The guy was a real pussy freak, and he knew 
just how to get what he wanted. He tongued her faster and harder, and she 
creamed even more heavily. Her eyes were rolling, her nostrils flared.

“God, I love it!” she whimpered. “Make me come with your tongue, Marty, 
please!”

“I’d be real happy to do that, baby!” he growled. “But first you gotta 
fuck me! I’ve been dreaming of that for years. Give me what I want, and 
then I’ll eat you real good.”

This time Britt wasn’t so hesitant.

“All right,” she said, “but we better make it quick.”

Marty quickly shucked his pants and shorts. His cock was steel-stiff and 
ready to go. He slumped onto Britt, jerked his hips a few times, and then 
she arched her body and moaned as he slid his rigid prick into her juicy 
hot cunt.

“Ooooooh, ooooooh!” she wailed.

Carla creamed through her jeans. More than anything in the world she 
wanted to feel a hard hot cock sliding into her famished cunt. She had a 
wild urge to cram some fingers up her cunt and beat off, but that was just 
too risky. Standing in the hall, she could easily be caught.

“Fuck it to me, fuck it to me!” Britt panted.

Marty wasn’t saying anything. He was just snorting and groaning as he 
fucked the woman he’d been after for so long. His trim ass knotted and 
jerked, and he was breathing raggedly as he pounded his cock into her 
faster and faster.

Carla thought Britt was being silly. She’d asked for a quick fuck because
she was afraid of being caught, but after that she wanted Marty to eat her.
Wasn’t that just as dangerous as fucking him? If Carla had been in her 
place, she would have chosen a nice long fuck.

Unfortunately she wasn’t in Britt’s place, and all she could do was spy 
and eat her heart out as she watched the little blonde getting laid.

Marty was going at it really hard now, and Britt was gasping and clawing 
at his shoulders. She began arching her body till finally her ass left the 
bed.

“Ooooooh, shit, I’m almost there!” she whined.

Marty cupped her hot little ass and held her tight against him as he 
humped her furiously. His stiff shaft was sawing over her clit, and his 
thick cock was cramming her cunt. She stiffened for a second, gasped, and 
then began to convulse.

“Unnnnnhhh, yessssss, whaaahhhhhhh!” she howled.

“Awwwwwww, shit, awwwwwww!” Marty bawled.

Carla permitted herself a little whimper of lust and frustration, knowing
they couldn’t hear her as they moaned their way through their hot mutual 
climax. She ached to come. But she had to postpone her pleasure till her 
cabin was empty.

Besides, she wanted to see how well Marty gave head. He’d already looked 
like an expert, but he’d promised to give Britt even more. Carla was very 
interested in technique. She’d only made it with one guy in her life, and 
she was curious about others.

Marty finally pulled his soaked cock from Britt’s smoking pussy and slid 
down her body till his face was almost touching her wet cunt. He stuck out 
his tongue and began licking her fever-hot pussy gently and slowly. She was
still quivering with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

“Unnnnhhh, wait, honey!” she panted. “I haven’t even finished coming 
yet!”

“I can’t wait,” Marty growled. “I been wanting to do this for so long.”

He went on gently tonguing her till she began to respond. Her hips began 
to writhe and her cunt started to cream. Marty licked up the molten juice 
and tongued for more, snaking the wet meat into the steamy folds and 
crannies of her cunt.

“Ooooooh, shit, you’re so good!” Britt gurgled.

Carla almost wished she hadn’t heard that. She would have adored being in
bed with an expert, eager pussy eater. She watched intently as Marty licked
every inch of Britt’s seething cunt and licked up every drop of her cream.

He tongued his way upward till he was tickling the little hooded nub of 
her clit. He started rimming it with the stiff tip of his tongue, and that 
really drove Britt wild. She whimpered and whined and clawed the bed. Then 
he jammed his lips down around her throbbing clit and expertly sucked her 
off.

“Oooooooh, unnnnnhhhhh, yessssss!” she gasped.

The room echoed with his lewd sucking noises. Britt’s eyes rolled, then 
closed tight as he sucked her over the edge into a sizzling orgasm. She 
slammed her pussy against his face and shuddered violently.

“Ooooooh, fuck, unnnhhhhh!” she howled.

Marty noisily sucked her through that climax, but she’d hardly finished 
coming before he crammed his whole tongue up her cunt. Watching him do 
that, Carla almost howled with need. Ted had tongue-fucked her just once 
and had driven her insane with pleasure.

“Unnnnhhhh, yes, ohhhhhh!” Britt sobbed.

She had her legs wide open for him, letting him plow his thick tongue 
deep into her squirting pussy hole. Her face was contorted with lust, her 
hands frantically clawing the bed. Marty really was doing some fantastic 
tongue work on her. She’d just finished coming, and already she was 
rocketing toward another climax.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, shit, baby, yesssssss, I’m comingggg!” she wailed hoarsely.

Carla had a wild fantasy in which she somehow lured Marty away from the 
party and got him to eat her for four or five hours. She was creaming 
helplessly as she watched him suck off the howling little blonde. She hoped
someday she’d meet a pussyeater as good as him.

“Mmmmmm, honey, that was fantastic!” Britt sighed. “I wish my husband 
could give head like that!”

“You could train him,” Marty grinned. “Now here’s something you can do 
for me.”

He jumped up and straddled her, his ass just grazing her chest. His cock 
was stiff and ready again, and he trailed the drooling head over Britt’s 
lips. She eagerly opened her mouth and let him cram it with his hard 
throbbing meat. She drew in her cheeks and started sucking.

“Jesus, yeah, suck me off!” Marty groaned.

Carla caught herself drooling. She’d gone down on Ted a couple of times 
and had just loved it. She wished she could be going down on Marty now, 
sucking up his delicious cock cream and driving him crazy with excitement. 
That obscene sucking noise drove her wild.

“Mmmmm, uuuummmmm!” Britt moaned.

“Yeah, eat it, baby!” Marty rasped. “Suck me off good!”

A second later he got his wish. Britt gave one last hard suck, and he 
yelped and hammered his load into her hot mouth. Her cheeks swelled hugely 
as she held and savored his boiling jism.

“Eat it, yeah, aaaagggghhhh!” he roared.

Carla caught herself drooling again. She ached to hold a whole steaming 
mouthful of male come. But she’d lost her last chance for a man, and now 
she faced months at sea without a lover.

“Mmmmm, that was fun!” Britt smiled, licking her lips to get the last of 
Marty’s jism. “But we better get back to the party before somebody misses 
us.”

CHAPTER FOUR

As they dressed, Carla suddenly realized that she couldn’t just stand 
there in the hall. They’d see her when they came out. She looked around 
frantically, then ducked into the master cabin. A few moments later, Britt 
and Marty passed the door.

Carla breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn’t seen her, and they had no 
idea that she’d been spying on them. Now she could go back to her cabin and
beat off like crazy. She felt like she had to come or go out of her mind 
with frustration.

But as she was heading for the door of the master cabin, she heard voices
approaching. She dashed for the tiny closet and wedged herself into it just
as the door opened. The closet door was still open just a crack, and she 
didn’t have time to close it.

In walked Biff Randle and a tall stunning brunette. Carla almost gasped 
with surprise. Biff and Dot seemed to be so in love with each other, so hot
for each other. So what was he doing in their bedroom with somebody else? 
Even more shocking, what was he doing there with another guy’s wife?

“Biff, I don’t know about this,” the young woman said. “It’s awfully 
risky.”

“Lisa, honey, relax,” Biff grinned. “George is having a great time, and 
he won’t even notice how long you’re gone. I told him I was taking you on a
tour of the ship.”

Before Lisa could say another word, Biff swept her into his arms and 
kissed her. She shivered with excitement. Obviously she had the hots for 
the big brawny captain. But when they ended the kiss, she was still looking
around nervously.

“I never cheated on George before,” she said. “I bet you wanted to,” Biff
chuckled. “Oh, yeah,” she said. “He’s a nice guy, but he’s so much older 
than me, and, well, he’s not what you’d call adventurous in bed.”

“You mean there’s things you want to try and he won’t try them?” Biff 
asked.

“Yes,” Lisa said sadly. “I hate to think it’s gonna be that way the rest 
of my life.”

“It doesn’t have to be, honey,” Biff said, leading her toward the bed. 
“You came to the right guy. I do it all, and I do it very well.” He drew 
the young wife down on the bed and began kissing and caressing her, slowly 
warming her up. Meanwhile Carla watched from the closet, shocked and 
stunned. Biff was cheating on Dot, right on their own boat and right in the
middle of their party.

Carla wondered if she should tell Dot. She liked the woman so much. But 
she couldn’t get out of the closet without being seen, and if she was 
caught spying, Biff would fire her. There seemed to be nothing to do but 
keep quiet and wait.

Biff was rolling Lisa’s skirt up, exposing her tiny black bikini panties.
She wasn’t wearing pantyhose on her long tan legs. She looked nervous and 
worried as Biff tucked her skirt up out of the way, and when he grasped her
panties, she clutched his hands.

“Wait, Biff!” she cried. “I don’t think I have the nerve to go through 
with this!”

“Just let me do one thing,” Biff said calmly. “If you don’t like it, I’ll
stop, I promise.”

He pulled her panties off and dropped them on the floor. He pushed her 
legs wide apart and slid between them, bringing his face right up to her 
gleaming pink slit. Lisa was still whimpering in protest when he shot out 
his tongue and made electric contact with her tender cunt.

“Ohhhhhhh, God!” she gasped.

She stopped protesting. Biff expertly tongue-whipped her seething pussy, 
licking it all over, giving her hot stabs of pleasure. She looked 
astonished, then delighted. She sank back with a happy gurgle and opened 
her legs even wider.

“Oh, yeah, that’s fantastic!” she moaned. “I just love it, Biff!”

“George doesn’t do this to you?” he asked.

“No way,” she sighed. “He’s so old fashioned.”

“Then lie back and enjoy, baby,” Biff said. “You may not get this again 
for a long time.”

Lisa must have agreed, because there wasn’t another word of protest from 
her. She lay there gurgling and moaning and creaming as Biff tongued every 
seething inch of her pretty cunt. Her creaming got heavier by the second. 
Biff gobbled the tangy juice.

Carla was sure she knew what was going through the young woman’s mind. 
Lisa no longer cared about being caught. It was worth it, just for this one
night of exquisite new pleasures. She was getting the kind of sex her 
husband refused to give her, and she just couldn’t resist taking it.

“Mmmmmmm, yesssssss, ohhhhhhh!” she moaned.

Carla would have taken any risk herself to get that expert pussyeating. 
She’d watched Biff in action before, and she knew how good he was. She 
wanted him to eat her for about an hour, then fuck her for another hour. 
But that was an impossible dream.

No way could she and Biff get it on during the long trip to Hawaii. Dot 
would be with them all the time. Carla put the fantasy from her thoughts 
and just watched what Biff was doing to Lisa. When she got back to school 
in the fall, she intended to train Ted in all these exciting techniques.

Biff lathered every inch of Lisa’s cunt with his hot spit, then moved 
upward to concentrate on the most sensitive spot of all, her small 
quivering clit. He caught the little nub between his lips and began sucking
on it, and Lisa almost flew off the bed.

“Ooooooh, eeeeeee!” she screeched.

“I get the impression you like this,” he chuckled.

“Like it?” she groaned. “Shit, I love it! Please don’t stop!”

Biff wasn’t about to stop. He seemed just as hungry for pussy cream as 
Marty had been. He sucked Lisa’s clit farther into his mouth and went to 
work noisily and greedily. His wet sucking sounds were punctuated by her 
shrill cries of pleasure.

“Ohhhhhhh, Biff, it’s heavenly!” she whimpered. “I never felt anything so
good in my life!”

Tell me about it, Carla thought wistfully.

She was somewhere beyond horny. She’d been aching to come for an hour 
now, and she hadn’t even gotten the chance to play with herself. She felt 
like she could come if she just rubbed her thighs together. She was tempted
to try it.

But, no, she might lose control of herself and make noises. How would it 
look to Biff if the nanny came tumbling out of the closet in the middle of 
an orgasm? She could lose her job, be put ashore without a dime in her 
purse. It wasn’t worth the risk.

“Ohhhhh, God, yesssss!” Lisa wailed.

Biff was sucking her clit really fast now, his head bobbing up and down. 
He was sucking up her hot tangy cream and gobbling it. Lisa’s pretty face 
twisted into a grimace of ecstasy. She arched her body and shoved her 
swollen clit hard against his lips. Her body suddenly bucked and rocked.

“Unnnnhhhh, you’re making me come!” she sobbed. “Unnnnhhhh, shit, 
whaaahhhhh!”

Biff sucked her hard and fast through her orgasm. His sucking seemed to 
make her pleasure even more intense. Carla watched with hot envy and vowed 
that in the fall she’d train Ted into the most superb pussyeater in the 
world. But that was a long time from now.

How could she possibly go all those months without a man? Not only would 
she be without sex, but Biff and Dot would be making love right next door 
to her, and she’d hear every groan and moan and howl. She didn’t think she 
could stand it.

She was shaking with need as she watched Lisa convulse through that long 
delicious climax. She wanted to stuff the girl through the porthole and 
take her place in Biff’s bed. If she couldn’t do that, she wanted to stick 
a finger in her cunt and finger-fuck herself silly.

But she couldn’t do any of those things. She was stuck in that closet 
till Biff and Lisa finished making love. And obviously they were nowhere 
near finished. Biff raised himself from between Lisa’s legs, and the fly of
his pants was grossly tented.

“Look what I’ve got for you,” he leered.

Kneeling between her thighs, he removed his pants and shorts and 
displayed his enormous hard cock. Carla almost whimpered at the sight of 
it. Lisa was pretty impressed, too. Her eyes got huge and hot as she 
studied his wrist-thick prick.

“I bet there’s ways George doesn’t fuck you,” Biff said, grinning.

“Dozens!” Lisa sighed. “He only does it in the missionary position.”

“Okay,” Biff said. “How’d you like to be my doggy?”

Lisa had a hot horny expression on her face as she instantly rolled over 
into a crouch. On her elbows and knees, her pretty little ass sticking up, 
she waited for Biff. He knelt behind her and grasped her hips, then trailed
the juicing head of his prick over her fever-hot pussy.

“Ohhhhh, yesssss!” she gurgled. “Stick it in me, Biff, fuck me!”

She wasn’t the nervous young wife who’d entered the cabin a little while 
ago. She was a hot mature female who hadn’t gotten the kind of uninhibited 
loving she craved. She was all ready for Biff to give it to her, and damn 
the consequences.

Biff plugged the enormous head of his cock into her moist cuntal pit and 
started pushing into her. Lisa dug her nails into the bedspread and 
whimpered with ecstasy as he slowly but steadily crammed her greedy pussy 
full of thick hard meat.

“Ooooooh, yeah, I want it all, honey!” she whined. “I want you to fuck my
brains out!”

Biff was grinning like a maniac as he listened to the young wife’s 
helpless cries of excitement. He began fucking her in long slow thrusts, 
forcing out her molten cream. The pearly liquid ran down her legs in hot 
rivers.

“Yes, yes, fuck me forever!” she babbled.

Carla caught herself sliding a hand between her thighs. She touched the 
soaked steaming crotch of her jeans and fought back the temptation to rub 
and squeeze. This just wasn’t a safe place to beat off. If she could just 
be patient a little longer, she could escape to her cabin.

But it was so hard to be patient when she was so frantically horny. And 
it was doubly hard when she had to watch another woman being fucked. Lisa 
was getting everything that Carla so urgently needed.

“Harder!” Lisa sobbed. “Faster! Fuck me crazy, babe, make me come!”

Biff tightened his grip on her writhing hips and really pounded it to 
her, till she had to brace her hands against the headboard to keep from 
being knocked over. Biff had fucked his wife exactly like that just the 
night before.

If he remembered that, he didn’t seem bothered. There was no guilt in his
expression, just a big horny grin as he pounded his cock into another man’s
wife. Lisa’s nice ripe tits were swinging heavily back and forth as she 
took the merciless hammering.

“Ooooooh, shit, I love it!” she wailed.

Biff reached around her and caught her slick hot clit between his 
ringers. He began kneading the supersensitive nub while he fucked her. Lisa
just couldn’t contain all that pleasure. Her body began to shake and writhe
as she went into a long hard orgasm.

“Unnnnnhhhhh, shit, whaaahhhhhhh!” she screamed.

Biff hammered her through that intense come, then pulled his dripping 
cock out of her soaking cunt and rolled onto his back. He grabbed Lisa and 
made her straddle him. Still dizzy from her orgasm, she gasped as he shoved
his iron-hard cock up into her cunt.

“Unnnnnhhh, Jesus, you don’t quit!” she cried.

“You wanted something new and different,” he growled. “I’m giving it to 
you.”

“Oh, honey, you sure are!” she moaned.

Biff watched her big tits swinging and watched her lust-contorted face as
he pounded his prick into her squirting cunt. Lisa was just out of her mind
with hot excitement. Carla suspected it was the best fuck she’d ever had, 
certainly better than anything her much-older husband had given her.

Lisa was glutting herself on great fucking, because tomorrow she’d be 
back with George. She rode Biffs jackhammering cock with howls of delight, 
and thick cream poured from her crammed cunt to soak his belly and balls. 
Lisa’s eyes rolled back in her head, then closed tight.

“Fuck me, motherfucker, unnnhhhhh!” she moaned. “Fuck the living shit out
of me!”

Biff gave it everything he had, rattling the bunk. Lisa stiffened for 
just a second, then began to convulse in a powerful orgasm. Biff growled 
lustily and began flooding her sucking cunt with huge blasts of boiling 
jism.

“Oooooooh, fuck, whaaahhhhhhh!” Lisa howled.

“Take my load, baby, aaaagggghhhh!” Biff roared.

Fucked out, they dressed and returned to the party. Carla could hardly 
wait for them to go. She hurried next door to her cabin, frantic to 
masturbate. But as she touched the knob, she heard voices inside the room, 
a man’s and a woman’s.

“Oh, no!” she moaned. “Not again!”

CHAPTER FIVE

Carla turned the knob silently and eased the door open just a crack. On 
her bunk was Dot Randle, looking very sexy in a low-cut party dress. She 
was stretched out in a provocative pose. Standing near her was a tall 
handsome man.

“Oh, come on, Steve,” Dot drawled, “you’re not going to chicken out, are 
you?”

The man paced the floor.

“Dot, you know I’d love to get it on with you,” he said, “but this isn’t 
the time or place. It’s just too risky.”

“Oh, nobody will notice if we’re away from the party for awhile,” Dot 
said impatiently. “They’ll think we’re strolling on the deck.”

“Maybe,” Steve said, “but I can’t take the chance. Elaine would divorce 
me if she found out.”

“And then you’d lose all her money?” Dot smiled.

Steve reddened.

“Okay, it’s true,” he said. “I married an older woman for her money.”

“Everybody knows that, darling,” Dot laughed. “You don’t have to be 
bashful about it. But tell me something. When you married Elaine, did you 
decide never to cheat on her? Did you consider it part of the bargain that 
you’d only fuck her for the rest of your life?”

“I guess I really didn’t think about that,” Steve said. “But I have to 
admit, I’m sure tempted a lot.”

“Everybody is, dear,” Dot purred. “And I can tell you something. Sooner 
or later you’re going to cheat. So why not with me?”

She stood up and quickly shucked her dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra 
under it, only skimpy bikini panties. Steve’s jaw dropped, and he stared at
her gorgeous firm body. For a woman in her late thirties, Dot was very well
preserved.

“Like what you see?” she grinned.

“You bet,” Steve said hoarsely. “But I gotta get out of here before I 
lose control of myself.”

He headed for the door, coming so fast that Carla didn’t have a chance to
dart away and hide. She stopped breathing. But before he could get there, 
Dot grabbed his arms and faced him.

“Before you go, Steve, just do one thing for me,” she said. “Kiss me. I 
just want to know what it’s like with you.”

“I guess I could do that much,” he smiled.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Dot wasn’t passive. She 
immediately jammed her hot little tongue into his mouth and started rubbing
her mound against his cock. She grabbed his hands and set them on her naked
tits. The big man gave a lusty shudder.

Carla couldn’t help grinning. In consenting to give Dot just one kiss, 
Steve had walked right into the trap. Now he was feeling her swollen hot 
tits, feeling her pouting mound grind eagerly against his cock. Her naughty
little tongue probed his mouth.

He shivered again, and Carla almost expected to see steam come out of his
ears. Dot was making the most of that kiss, presenting him with her nice 
body and her strong lust, and Steve was definitely getting her message.

Finally he staggered back, redfaced and breathing hard.

“Jesus!” he exclaimed. “I was supposed to kiss you, not the other way 
around!”

“I just couldn’t control myself,” Dot purred. “I never can around you. 
Come over here, honey. We can at least neck a little.”

She practically dragged him over to the bed.

Steve found himself sitting on the bed while Dot kissed him and pawed 
him. Her hand found its way to his crotch, and she started squeezing his 
cock through his clothes. He gave a muffled snort of excitement and went 
for her tits again, cupping and molding.

Carla shook her head, wondering what to think about her employers’ 
strange marriage.

Last night Dot and Biff had seemed so hot for each other, so loving, but 
tonight they were busy seducing other people. They’d been married a long 
time. How had they kept their cheating secret from each other?

Biff had just finished seducing Lisa in the next cabin, and now his wife 
was starting in on Steve. It was incredibly risky business. But neither Dot
nor Biff seemed nervous about the chance they were taking. They were ready 
to gamble everything for an evening of illicit love-making.

Now Dot was unzipping Steve’s pants. She tugged his pants and shorts off,
along with his shoes. Going to her knees by the bed, she wriggled between 
his legs and grasped his cock, pumping it eagerly. He looked very nervous, 
and he didn’t have a hard-on.

“Dot, I think that’s enough!” he croaked.

“Oh, just let me play with it a little,” Dot said.

Still pumping his prick, she leaned down and stuck out her tongue. The 
glistening pink meat contacted the sensitive head of his cock, and he 
flinched and groaned. She whipped her tongue around and around his prick, 
and he began panting.

“Dot, you better stop, really,” he said hoarsely. “I’m serious. This has 
gone too far!”

Carla could tell that Dot wasn’t even listening to him. She was absorbed 
in the thrill of exploring a brand-new cock. She lashed every inch of his 
cock with her hot wet tongue. Steve was gritting his teeth, trying to 
control himself, but he was losing the fight.

His cock began to swell. Under Dot’s lashing tongue, it grew long and 
thick and rigid. It pushed her fingers wide apart and began to leak thick 
globs of cream. Dot speared up the cream and gobbled it. She seemed to be 
starved for it.

“Mmmmm, mmmmm, honey, I love licking your cock!” she moaned.

“Oh, shit!” Steve groaned.

He watched helplessly as she tongued him into an enormous hard-on. 
Sizzling juice leaked steadily from his piss hole, and Dot gobbled it as 
fast as it came. Steve was almost cross-eyed with horniness by now. His 
knuckles were white as he gripped the edge of the bunk. The guy was almost 
done for.

Carla watched and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She was aching to 
get her cabin to herself so she could beat off, yet she was amused and 
aroused by Dot’s skillful seduction. She wanted to learn all Dot’s tricks 
so she could try them on Ted next fall.

She didn’t have a choice, anyway. She couldn’t get back into her cabin 
till Dot and Steve left. She didn’t think she could risk going into another
cabin, not the way this party was going. She’d probably be interrupted by 
yet another cheating couple.

“Awwwwww, Jesus!” Steve gasped.

Dot was cramming his whole cock into her mouth. Carla wasn’t sure how she
managed it. She herself would have choked on a dick that size. But Dot took
the whole thing, letting it glide right into her throat. She caved in her 
cheeks and started sucking.

“Unnnnhhhh, Christ, unnnnhhhhh!” Steve groaned.

He wasn’t going anywhere now. He wasn’t protesting any more. He just sat 
on the edge of the bed and watched his pretty blonde hostess sucking loudly
and greedily on his prick. His eyes were hot, his nostrils flared, and he 
was digging his fingers into the bed. Dot had him right where she wanted 
him.

“Mmmmm, uuummmm!” she moaned.

“Oh, Jesus, you do that good!” he panted.

Carla felt her mouth watering. She wanted so much to be going down on a 
guy. She’d get him just frantic enough that he couldn’t control himself, 
then release his prick and fuck him. She almost groaned as she imagined 
that big hard boner cramming her cunt. Well, no problem, she thought 
bitterly. She could do all that next fall when she saw Ted again.

Of course she couldn’t wait that long. She was already frantic with 
horniness, and she knew masturbation wasn’t going to keep her content for 
long. She had to have a man, but how was she going to get one? For months 
she’d be at sea with no man of her own. “Unnnnhhhh, shit, you’re gonna make
me come!” Steve gasped.

Dot just sucked harder on his engorged throbbing cock. His eyes rolled, 
and then he spun out of control, fucking her mouth. He hammered his 
nearly-exploding cock over her slippery tongue, frantic to shoot his load 
down her throat. But just as he was about to come, Dot drew back and let 
his cock snap from her mouth.

“Aw, fuck, why’d you do that?” he moaned. “I was so damned close!”

“I know that, honey!” Dot smiled. “But you’re not getting off unless you 
fuck me!” Carla clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a groan. Dot was 
carrying out the very fantasy Carla had just had, sucking a guy into insane
lust, then demanding that he fuck her. Only for Dot it wasn’t a fantasy. 
She had a damned good chance of making it really happen.

Now Dot was on her feet, whisking off her panties. Naked, she stretched 
out on the bed, bending her knees and opening her legs wide. She showed 
Steve the luscious pink flesh of her cunt and its naturally blonde fringe 
of curls. “Dot, don’t do this to me!” he groaned. “You have to fuck me, 
darling,” she drawled. “Come on, be nice. I need it so bad. I’ve always 
wanted to fuck you, Steve.”

Steve had one last quick battle with his conscience, then gave a lusty 
growl and threw himself on top of her.

Dot squealed with delight as he sank down between her hot thighs. His ass
knotted and jerked, and Dot arched her body to take his plunging cock into 
her molten cuntal depths.

“Unnnnhhhh, yesssss!” she wailed. “Get into me, honey, all the way!”

Steve gave a tremendous shove and fucked his prick into her till only his
balls were showing. He started fucking her in quick frantic jabs. Dot 
clawed his broad shoulders and gurgled with delight, her pretty face a 
contorted lusty grimace.

“Ooooooh, yeah, fuck it to me, fuck me with that big thing!” she babbled.

Carla creamed through her jeans and could hardly keep from sobbing with 
frustration. It seemed like she’d been trying to masturbate for hours. All 
she needed was a few minutes alone to satisfy her maddening lust. But 
instead she was delayed again and again, forced to watch other women 
getting what she needed so badly.

Well, she just couldn’t take it any more. She had to come or go crazy. 
Dot and Biff had both taken tremendous risks, and now she was going to take
one. She shoved her hand down inside her panties and touched the sizzling 
soaked flesh of her cunt. She started rubbing the engorged folds with a 
stiff finger.

“Ohhhhh, God, yesssss!” she breathed.

Then she reminded herself that she’d better stay absolutely quiet. She 
wasn’t in the privacy of her cabin. She was out there in the hall, spying 
on the illicit lovers, and she couldn’t risk being overheard. She just 
panted softly as she watched Steve fucking Dot.

With her stiff middle finger she imitated Steve’s rhythm, masturbating 
quick and hard. She just wished she could imitate Dot’s squeals and moans. 
It felt so good to be rubbing her fever-hot pussy and giving herself some 
relief that she wanted to wail.

“Ohhhhh, God, baby, you’re fucking me so good!” Dot moaned. “Fuck me 
forever, Steve, fuck my brains out!”

Steve just humped away like a machine. Now that he’d finally made up his 
mind to cheat on his wife, he was doing a good thorough job of it, 
hammering his iron-hard cock into Dot’s slick squirting cunt, gorging 
himself on every second of hot pleasure.

Carla kept pace with her jerking finger, giving herself a steady buzz of 
great sensation, creaming all over her hand. But she still wasn’t getting 
what she wanted most, a massive hard cock pounding in her starved little 
cunt. She could only give herself an imitation of that, but imitation was 
better than nothing.

She crammed three fingers into her cunt. Now she had the thickness of a 
real cock. She finger-fucked herself to Steve’s relentless rhythm, even 
moaning softly just as Dot was moaning. She could allow herself that 
because Dot was making so much noise, enough noise to drown out Carla’s 
little whimpers.

“Unnnnnhhhhh, you big bastard, fuck me harder!” Dot howled. “Fuck the 
living shit out of me, motherfucker!”

“You keep talking like that!” Steve panted. “And you’re gonna get a big 
load of come!”

“Yeah, do it!” Dot groaned. “Cream me good!”

Steve went into high gear, fucking her so hard that their bodies slapped 
together and the bed began to creak. Carla kept pace with her bunched 
plowing fingers, and she felt herself teetering right on the verge of 
orgasm. She reminded herself to be quiet when she came.

“Harder, faster!” Dot howled. “Fuck me as hard as you can!”

Steve pounded it to her another second or so, and then she threw back her
head and wailed.

“Unnnnnhhhh, you did it, whaaahhhhhhh!” she screamed.

“Take my load, take it, aaaagggghhhh!” Steve yelled.

“Ohhhhhhh, God, unnnnnhhhhh!” Carla gasped.

She just couldn’t keep still as she brought herself off like a bomb. 
Luckily for her, her moans were drowned out by Dot’s wails of ecstasy and 
Steve’s lusty bellowing. Then Steve rolled off Dot and grabbed for his 
clothes.

“I gotta get going,” he said nervously. “Elaine may be looking for me.”

“That’s okay, honey,” Dot grinned. “I got what I wanted. And I’ve got to 
go looking for Carla. That girl was supposed to help with the serving, and 
now she’s disappeared.”

CHAPTER SIX

It was lucky she’d masturbated while watching Dot and Steve, because 
Carla never got another chance that evening. Dot put her back to work, and 
she was up till almost dawn serving food and drinks. Then she collapsed in 
her bunk with exhaustion.

When she woke up, she felt the yacht in motion. They were on their way to
Hawaii, and she’d lost her last chance to get laid for the next several 
months. It wasn’t going to be a quick trip, Biff had told her that. They’d 
just take their time, teach the boys how to sail, and enjoy the solitude.

Well, Carla wasn’t going to enjoy the solitude one bit. She knew she’d be
tortured with hominess the whole time. Wasn’t there anything she could do 
about it? She lay in her bunk trying to think of some way out of her 
dilemma.

The obvious solution was Biff. He wasn’t faithful to his wife, and Carla 
was sure he’d jump at a chance to fuck the pretty young nanny. The only 
problem was, they couldn’t disappear into a crowd now. Dot would always 
know when they were missing.

And if Dot caught them making love, she’d be sure to fire Carla and leave
her when they got to Hawaii. Carla wouldn’t even have enough money to fly 
home on. That wasn’t a risk she wanted to take. Reluctantly she crossed 
Biff off her list.

In crossing him off, she’d eliminated all possibilities of sex. Sighing, 
she rolled out of bed, dressed, and went to the galley to find something to
eat. She’d slept in so late that she’d missed breakfast, and she hoped Dot 
wasn’t angry about that.

“Good morning, sleepy-head.” Dot smiled. “You’re not mad at me?” Carla 
asked. “Good heavens, no, honey,” Dot said. “I worked you till dawn, and 
you had a right to sleep in. But from here on out, it’s business. And you 
know what your duties are.”

“Yes, ma’am, I do,” Carla said.

She was to cook, clean, and watch the boys, Lance and Rusty. As soon as 
she finished washing the breakfast dishes, she went out on the deck to look
for the boys. Lance, the older son, was stretched out on an exercise mat, 
sunbathing.

“Where’s your brother?” Carla asked. “Reading,” Lance said. “He’s always 
cooped up in his cabin reading.”

“He must be a good student,” Carla said. “Shit, yes,” Lance sighed. 
“Straight A’s. I guess Mom and Dad would be happy if I was that good in 
school.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it,” Carla said. “I gather they’re pretty proud 
that you’re so good in sports. All kids are different.”

Lance suddenly frowned at her.

“You know something, Carla?” he snapped. “I like you a lot, but I wish 
you wouldn’t call me a kid. After all, I’m almost as old as you are.”

Carla stared at him in surprise. Both the Randle boys were so polite and 
well-behaved, and she hadn’t had a moment’s trouble with either of them. 
But now Lance was really steamed. He turned his face toward the sky and 
refused to look at her.

Was his complaint justified? Carla studied his body and realized the he 
was almost a full-grown man. He was tall, well-muscled, and very good 
looking. A sun-bleached blond like his dad, he’d someday have Biff’s 
powerfully developed body. In any case, this was no little kid. He was 
right to be mad at her.

“I’m sorry, Lance,” she said. “I just wasn’t thinking. You’re right. In a
few years you’ll be a college student just like me. I won’t call you a kid 
any more.”

Lance smiled at her, looking relieved. She noticed his eyes taking in her
tall big-titted body. She was wearing a very tiny bikini, and there was a 
lot for him to see. It dawned on Carla that the boy might have the hots for
her.

And there was the solution to her problem—Lance. He’d been right before 
her eyes, a horny young teenager who obviously wanted her, but she’d 
ignored him, thinking of him as a child. She felt a rush of excitement and 
lust, and she began to work out a plan.

Dot might be alert to any seduction of her husband, but she wouldn’t 
suspect Carla of putting the make on her son. Because she and Biff also 
thought of Lance as a kid. It would be much easier for Carla to start an 
affair with Lance than with his father.

“Lance,” Carla said, “I know a better place to sunbathe. My private 
deck.”

“Oh, could we go there?” Lance asked eagerly. “I thought it was just for 
you. That’s what Dad said.”

“I’m willing to share,” Carla smiled. “Come on.”

She made sure nobody saw them as they moved to the small deck reserved 
for Carla. Lance dragged along a couple of exercise mats for them to lie 
on. As soon as she got stretched out on her back, Carla removed the bra of 
her bikini.

“Now that we’ve got some privacy, I can sunbathe without my top,” she 
said.

Lance’s mouth was wide open, and so were his eyes. He was gawking at 
Carla’s magnificent big tits. The size and shape of melons, they were 
perfectly firm even when she lay on her back. Her nipples were large, light
pink, and cone-shaped.

Carla let the boy stare. She wasn’t at all self-conscious about her body.
She knew it turned men on. She sure hoped it had the same effect on this 
handsome teenager. She let him gawk for about a minute, then couldn’t help 
laughing.

“Lance!” she exclaimed. “You act as if you’ve never seen tits before!”

Lance turned red.

“Oh, I’ve seen tits before,” he said, his voice a little husky, “but not 
like yours. I mean, they’re fantastic, Carla, just like a centerfold.”

“Why, thank you, honey,” Carla purred. “You can touch them if you want.”

“I can?” Lance cried.

Carla just smiled at him. The deck was so small that they had to lie side
by side on their mats, and it was no problem at all for Lance to just reach
out and touch her ripe hot tits. His hands were shaking as he cupped the 
heavy melons.

“Oh, wow,” he said hoarsely. “You’re sure this is okay? You’re not gonna 
get mad?”

“I won’t get mad, honey.” Carla smiled. “I want you to do it. Let me show
you what I like.”

She put her hands over his and showed him just how to squeeze and mold 
her sensitive tits, not too gently and not too hard. Lance learned fast. 
She let go of his hands and lay back gurgling with excitement as he played 
with her tits.

“Mmmmmm, that feels so nice!” she sighed. “Please keep doing it!”

“Oh, I will, I will,” Lance croaked.

Carla felt incredibly turned on. The sun was beating down on her nearly 
naked body, and a cute young man was panting as he fondled her tits. At 
last she was getting something that resembled real sex, not just 
fantasizing and playing with herself.

Her big tits swelled up taut. Her nipples changed from soft cones to long
throbbing nubs. They poked into Lance’s palms. Lance felt them stiffening, 
and his breathing got louder and harsher. Carla knew she was going to have 
no trouble at all seducing the kid.

But since she was sure of getting him, why rush the fun? She could just 
take her time and gorge herself on every detail. It had been so long since 
she’d made love that now she needed hours of it. She didn’t try to hurry 
the boy into more serious love-making.

“Mmmmmmm, nice!” she sighed. “You said you’ve seen tits before, Lance. Do
you mean on your dates? Do you have lots of dates?”

“Yeah,” he said. “I don’t mean to brag, but I’m pretty popular because 
I’m on the football team. I have a lot of girls ask me out. And most of 
them are willing to let me play with their tits.”

“How many want to go all the way?” Carla asked with a sly grin.

Lance reddened a little and said, “None of them, dammit. It sure gets 
frustrating. They let you do everything else, but not that. They all say 
they’re saving it for marriage.”

Carla had coaxed his whole sex history out of him, and she knew she was 
dealing with an eager virgin. That made it even more exciting to seduce 
him. She wanted his first fuck to be something special, something he’d 
remember happily all his life.

“I like to have my nipples licked and sucked, Lance,” she said. “Would 
you do that for me?”

“Oh, boy, you bet!” he cried.

He dipped his head down and stuck out his tongue, making electric contact
with Carla’s sensitive swollen nipples. She moaned with lust as he rimmed 
the stiff buds with the pointed tip of his tongue. She was creaming 
steadily, soaking her bikini bottoms.

“Like this?” he asked. “Am I doing it right?”

“Mmmmm, yes, honey, that’s perfect!” she gurgled.

He licked her nipples for a while, then pushed her big swollen tits 
together till the spit-soaked pink buds met. He sucked them both into his 
mouth, and Carla drenched her bikini with a huge rush of molten cunt juice.
She whimpered as he sucked her tits.

“Ooooooh, Lance, yesssss!” she cried. “I just love that, honey, it gets 
me so excited!”

But she couldn’t have been more excited than Lance. The boy was actually 
shaking with horniness as he sucked loudly and greedily on her throbbing 
nipples. Out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the front of his 
swimming trunks and saw an enormous hard bulge there.

For one second Carla thought of dropping all her careful seduction plans 
and just ripping his trunks off and fucking him. God knows, he was ready. 
But then the fun would be over so fast. Lance’s first fuck had to be better
than that.

“Lance,” she panted, “have you ever gone down on a girl?”

Lance’s head bobbed up as he released her spit-soaked nipples.

“No,” he said. “I tried once, and the girl got really pissed off. She 
said it was dirty.”

“It isn’t dirty, honey,” Carla said. “Nothing’s dirty if it makes both 
people feel good. I’d like you to go down on me, if you want to.”

“Oh, shit, yeah!” Lance cried. “Would you teach me how, Carla?”

“I’d love to,” she grinned.

She grasped her bikini bottoms and tugged them off. As she bent her knees
and opened her legs wide, Lance gawked at her cute pink cunt. She was 
pretty sure it was his first good look at a pussy. She beckoned to him, and
he went belly down between her thighs, his hot breath tickling her gash.

She folded back the dark fur of her cunt bush and showed him her clit.

“That’s where I like to be licked the most,” she said.

Lance went for it, lashing the highly sensitive nub with his hot wet 
tongue. Carla whimpered in ecstasy. She didn’t know a more exquisite 
pleasure than having her clit tongued. Molten cream poured from her cunt 
and gushed down the crack of her ass.

“Ooooooh, Lance, yesssss!” she moaned. “That’s just wonderful, don’t 
stop!”

Lance kept up a steady lashing of her clit, and in no time at all she was
teetering on the brink of orgasm. That didn’t surprise her at all. She 
hadn’t been brought off by a guy in so long.

“Suck it now, baby!” she panted. “Suck me off!”

Lance jammed his mouth onto her throbbing clit and sucked hard. The 
result was almost instant. Carla was primed to go off, and she went off 
like a bomb, a huge orgasm ripping through her body. She sobbed in ecstasy 
as she came.

“Ohhhh, shit, I’m comingggg. Ohhhhhh!” she cried.

Afterwards Lance looked at her in wonder.

“I got you off just by doing that?” he asked.

“You sure did, honey,” Carla grinned. “And now I’m gonna do the same for 
you.”

She rolled him onto his back and pulled off his trunks. His teenage cock 
was handsome and stiff, drooling a thick river of cream. It stood right up,
aimed at the noon sun. Carla saved it from sunburn by sucking the whole 
throbbing column of meat into her mouth.

“Awwwwww, shit, yeah!” Lance gasped.

Carla sucked like crazy on the boy’s throbbing prick. She sucked up all 
his delicious salty cream, then suctioned more from his piss hole. She was 
absolutely famished for the taste of cock. She wanted to drain the kid dry.

“Mmmmm, uuuummmmm!” she moaned.

“Oh, fuck, it’s fantastic!” Lance croaked.

She knew he wouldn’t hold out long. He was as frantically horny as she’d 
been. In just a second or so he lost control of himself and started fucking
her mouth. He hammered his engorged cock over her slippery tongue and 
groaned steadily and hoarsely.

“Oh, shit, Carla, I’m gonna come!” he cried.

“Mmmmmm-hhmmmmmm,” she moaned, letting him know it was okay to shoot his 
load into her mouth.

“Unnnnnhhhh, fuck, awwwwww!” he bawled.

Carla gurgled with delight as he flooded her mouth with steaming salty 
come. She held his load and savored it till the sizzling liquid spurted 
from the corners of her lips. Then she gulped it down, and Lance fell back 
with a groan.

“Aw, shit,” he said. “I came so fast. I didn’t mean to do that.”

“It’s not a problem, honey,” Carla said. “It doesn’t mean we have to 
quit. Matter of fact, we’re just getting started.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

Carla had hardly spoken before she remembered that it was time to make 
lunch. She had to keep up with her duties, otherwise Dot might become 
suspicious. Carla explained this to Lance, and his face fell.

“Don’t worry, honey,” Carla said, “we’ll get together right after lunch. 
Meet me in my cabin.”

They could hardly take their eyes off each other during the meal, and 
when Carla started playing footsie with him under the table, Lance almost 
choked on his sandwich. Dot and Biff didn’t seem to notice anything, but 
the younger son, Rusty, seemed suspicious.

“You guys are acting funny,” he announced.

“Who is?” Lance frowned.

“You and Carla,” Rusty said. “You keep grinning.”

“Private joke,” Carla said with what she hoped was a calm smile. “What 
are you reading about these days, Rusty?”

“Dinosaurs,” he said.

Carla tried not to smile. Rusty was a funny kid, whether he realized it 
or not. Only a year younger than Lance, he was completely different from 
his athletic brother. Red-haired, freckled, and wearing thick glasses, 
Rusty was a hopeless bookworm. He seemed to have no other interests.

“Well, we’re proud of your schoolwork, son,” Biff said, “but you ought to
get outdoors more. How about putting the books aside this afternoon and 
joining Lance and Carla on deck?”

Lance and Carla froze. This could really screw up their plans. But to 
their relief, Rusty replied, “Aw, Dad, this is a really interesting book. 
Let me finish it, and tomorrow I’ll go on deck.”

“Just be sure you do, young man,” Dot warned.

When Carla washed the dishes, Lance sneaked away to hide in her cabin. 
She found him there sitting on her bunk and looking very excited. The 
crotch of his swimming trunks was bulging. Carla felt pretty excited 
herself.

“Oh, I’m so glad you’re here, Lance,” she said. “Let’s take off our 
clothes.”

“You bet,” Lance said with a grin.

They were naked in seconds, and then they rolled around on the bed 
kissing and feeling each other up. Carla’s pussy was on fire with need. But
relief was in sight. At last she was going to get laid. She fisted Lance’s 
stiff young cock and squeezed it.

“Careful!” he groaned. “It could go off!”

“I’m gonna make it go off,” Carla said with a leer, “only not like this.”

She rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wide. Lance
gawked at her cute pink cunt, and his prick gave a lusty buck and began to 
drool. He watched a glistening trickle of cunt juice ooze down the crack of
her ass.

“I bet I know what you’re thinking, Lance,” she teased.

“Are you mad?” he asked sheepishly.

“No, honey,” she said. “I want the same thing. I want you to fuck me.”

“You do?” he exclaimed.

He said it so loud, Carla thought the whole ship could hear.

“We have to remember to be quiet,” she told him. “Now come here.”

She held out her arms to him, and he groaned and rolled on top of her. 
Frantic to have his first fuck, he started hammering his steel-hard cock 
against her slick swollen pussy. But his cock skidded all over, missing the
mark, and he moaned in frustration. He wasn’t the only one who felt 
frustrated.

“Here, Lance, let me help!” Carla panted.

She grabbed his throbbing hot cock and guided it to the moist little pit 
of her cunt mouth. She plugged in the fat head, lodging him about an inch 
into her seething pussy hole. Then she let go and jerked her hips upward, 
impaling herself on his prick.

“Push!” she moaned.

“Ahhhhhh, Jesus, yeah!” Lance groaned.

He shoved hard, slamming to her womb. Carla was in ecstasy, and so was 
he. She was getting her first fuck in weeks, and he was finally losing his 
virginity. They shivered with excitement as he hit bottom.

“There, now we can really go!” Carla panted. “Fuck me good and hard, 
baby, really give it to me!”

Lance appreciated the instructions, because he had no idea how to fuck. 
He’d been wanting it, thinking about it, reading and hearing about it for 
years, but now that it was actually happening, he needed advice. He began 
pounding his cock into Carla’s slippery hot cunt.

“Ooooooh, baby, yessssss!” she squealed. “That’s it, fuck hard!”

Each deep thrust of his cock gave her a big blast of pleasure. She 
creamed uncontrollably, soaking his meat, his belly and his balls. Her hips
jerked to his rhythm as she greedily fucked back at him. She just wished 
they could go on fucking forever.

“Unnnnnhhh, shit, it’s so good!” she gurgled. “You like it, honey?”

“Are you kidding?” Lance groaned. “It’s fantastic!”

They fucked at each other like healthy young animals, groaning and 
panting, lost in their hot pleasure. They didn’t notice that someone was 
easing open the cabin door and peering inside.

At lunch Rusty had been positive that something was going on between 
Lance and the nanny. He wasn’t sure what it was, something secret that they
kept grinning about, but he was dying to find out. He was tired of seeing 
his handsome older brother have all the fun.

At home Lance went to parties and games, and he had dates and was into 
all the school activities, while Rusty was just a nerd and bookworm. Rusty 
wanted to be more than that, but he didn’t know how. Now it looked like 
Lance was having some special kind of fun with their nanny, and Rusty had 
to know what it was.

He’d gone back to his room and tried to read the book about dinosaurs, 
but pretty soon he heard somebody sneaking past his door. He peeked out 
just in time to see Lance slipping into Carla’s cabin. Then a little while 
later Carla joined Lance.

Rusty sat on his bunk, his back against the wall, trying to hear what was
going on in that cabin. Soon he heard the creak of bedsprings, then 
groaning and moaning. He couldn’t stand the suspense any longer. He dropped
his book and sneaked out into the hallway.

As silently as he could, he opened Carla’s door a little and peered 
inside. He almost gasped when he saw his brother and the nanny naked on her
bunk. Carla was on her back, Lance on top of her, and Lance was pumping his
hips like crazy.

“Ooooooh, honey, you’re fucking me so good!” Carla squealed.

Rusty turned as red as his hair. It had taken him a moment to catch on, 
but now he understood what was happening. His brother and the nanny were 
fucking, actually doing it.

“Unnnnnnhhh, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeeeee!” Carla wailed.

Rusty didn’t even consider that it was impolite of him to spy. He didn’t 
think about being caught. He was absolutely fascinated. He stood there 
gawking at the moaning, writhing couple. So this was what fucking was all 
about?

Rusty pretended not to be interested in girls and sex, but secretly he 
figured he had to be the most horny, dirty-minded guy in the universe. He 
was always thinking about sex, always jacking off. Now he could get some 
hard-core information.

He watched his brother’s ass knotting and jerking, and he saw how Carla’s
slim body shuddered with each rough lunge from Lance. Yet she wasn’t scared
or in pain. She was loving everything Lance did to her.

Unfortunately Rusty couldn’t quite see what that was. He knew Lance was 
pounding his stiff cock into Carla’s cunt, but he couldn’t see it 
happening. That was frustrating. He tried kneeling, then standing on 
tiptoe, but it didn’t improve his view.

“Give it to me real hard now, honey, as hard as you can!” Carla moaned.

Rusty didn’t see how Lance could fuck her any harder, but somehow he did.
He hammered his stiff cock into her so fast that their bodies were almost 
blurs to the spying little brother. Carla arched her body till her ass left
the bed, and she closed her eyes tight and bared her nice white teeth.

“Ooooooh, ooooooh, you’re doing it to meeeeeeee!” she screeched. “Yes! 
Yes! I’m comingggggg!”

“Awwwww, shit, awwwwwwww!” Lance howled.

They fucked furiously at each other for another few seconds, and then 
Lance collapsed on top of Carla, sighing and panting.

“Jesus, that was wonderful,” he said.

“I thought so, too,” Carla grinned. “Want to do it again?”

“Hell, yes,” Lance said, “but I think I need a rest.”

“Fine,” she purred, “just stay right where you are.”

Unaware that she had an audience, Carla was totally uninhibited. She 
wanted all the fucking she could get, and she knew how to get it. She used 
her strong young cuntal muscles to grip and squeeze Lance’s deeply buried 
cock.

“Hey, wild!” he gasped.

“That ought to do the trick,” Carla said, grinning back at him.

The trick had always worked on Ted when he thought he was fucked out but 
Carla wanted more. She just massaged his cock with her cunt in that steady 
sensuous way, and soon he’d have another hard-on. It was working just as 
well now with Lance.

“Mmmmmm, yessssss!” Carla gurgled.

She could feel the boy’s cock swelling and hardening in her cunt. It 
crammed her little pussy full and throbbed against the velvety wet walls. 
Lance began to move his hips, fucking her slowly as his prick ballooned. He
began to pant.

“Oh, yeah, let’s do it again!” he snorted.

“Yes,” Carla agreed breathlessly, “but not like this. Let’s do it another
way this time.”

“Any way you want,” Lance said hoarsely.

She rolled him off her and got onto her hands and knees. As she stuck her
cute little ass up, Lance got the picture. He rushed to kneel behind her. 
He pressed the newly hardened head of his cock against her moist cuntal 
opening and pushed.

“Ohhhhhh, yeah, ohhhhhh!” Carla moaned.

“Christ, yeah!” Lance groaned, easing his throbbing cock to her fiery 
depths.

This time Rusty had a super view of the action. He could see his 
brother’s thick blue-veined cock sliding deep into Carla’s fur-fringed 
pussy hole and forcing out her thick cream. He felt a dizzying rush of 
horny excitement. His cock ballooned.

“Yes, give me all of it, honey, every inch!” Carla whimpered.

Lance gave her what she wanted, driving into her till only his balls were
showing. Then he started fucking her slowly and deeply, savoring each 
thrust. Rusty was bug-eyed with wonder, and his prick was straining against
his fly.

He imagined himself in his brother’s place, easing his swollen cock into 
the nanny’s slick hot cunt, and he almost groaned. He felt like he could 
come in his jeans. He reminded himself not to breathe so loud. It would be 
so mortifying to get caught peeping.

“Mmmmmmm, shit, that’s so good!” Carla gurgled. “I wish we could fuck 
forever!”

“So do I!” Lance groaned. “Oh, fuck, so do Gradually he fucked her faster
as his excitement mounted. Carla seemed to like it even better this way. 
The faster and harder he gave it to her, the more aroused she got. She 
sobbed with pleasure, clawed the bed, and jerked her hips to his rhythm.

“Yeah, fuck it to me, baby!” she moaned. “Fuck the living shit out of 
me!”

Rusty seethed with jealousy against his big brother. Lance had all the 
fun, all the girls. Rusty was just fed up with the whole scene. He couldn’t
stand the idea of Lance fucking the nanny all the way to Hawaii while he 
got nothing at all.

So what could he do about it? Rusty thought for a moment, then grinned 
broadly as he came up with a foolproof plan. He just had to wait for the 
right moment. If he interrupted Lance right now, he’d get his head knocked 
off.

“Harder!” Carla wailed. “Harder, yessssss!”

Lance was really giving it to her now, fucking into her like a 
jackhammer. Her body shuddered with each thrust, but she was wailing with 
ecstasy. Again she closed her eyes tight as if shutting out everything but 
the hot pleasure she felt.

“Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhhh, you did it!” she howled. “I’m cominggggggg!”

“Awwwwww, fuck, shit, aaaaggghhhh!” Lance bellowed.

Rusty watched them writhing as they came, and he seethed with excitement.
In just a little while he’d be getting everything his brother had gotten. 
He didn’t see how his plan could fail. He opened the door wide and stepped 
into the cabin.

Carla was the first to see him. Just coming down from her hot orgasm, she
opened her eyes, then froze. She was looking right at Rusty, who was 
standing beside the bunk and grinning like a fiend. It took her a moment to
find her voice.

“Lance,” she said, “we’ve got company.”

CHAPTER EIGHT

Lance whirled around and stared at his kid brother.

He was stunned for a moment, but then he scowled and said roughly, “What 
in hell are you doing here? This is private.”

“Then you guys shouldn’t make so much noise,” Rusty grinned. “You knew I 
was right next door. I couldn’t help hearing, so I came to investigate.”

“Well, now you’ve investigated, so get the hell out,” Lance snarled. “And
if you tell Mom and Dad, I’ll beat the shit out of you.”

“You’ll have to do more than that, big brother,” Rusty said calmly. 
“You’ll have to kill me.”

“Huh?” Lance said. “What are you talking about, Rusty? You’re not really 
gonna tell, are you?”

“I might,” Rusty said. He enjoyed watching his brother squirm.

“Aw, come on, man, have a heart,” Lance begged. “What do you want? Want 
me to get you some dates when we get back to school?”

“I don’t want to wait that long,” Rusty said. “I want a date right now.”

Lance didn’t pick up on that, but Carla did. She got the whole picture. 
Rusty had spied on her and Lance while they fucked, and naturally he wanted
the same fun for himself. He wanted a turn in bed with the nanny. So how 
did the nanny feel about that?

She loved it.

Carla had never pictured herself having two lovers at the same time, but 
now that she thought about it, it really turned her on. It no would double 
her fun on the long voyage. And she could already imagine some pretty kinky
things she could do with the two brothers.

“What are you getting at, Rusty?” Lance asked worriedly. “I can’t find 
you a date in the middle of the ocean.”

“I think I can tell you what Rusty wants, Lance.” Carla smiled. “He wants
me. Isn’t that it, Rusty?”

“That’s right,” Rusty grinned. “I want to share Carla with you, Lance. If
you do that, I won’t tell Mom and Dad.”

“Aw, fuck!” Lance groaned.

He was stuck. He couldn’t stand the idea of sharing his lover with his 
nerdy kid brother, but what else could he do? If Mom and Dad found out he’d
been fucking the nanny, the shit would really hit the fan.

“All right,” he growled. “I got no choice. I’ll get out of here and leave
you two alone.”

“Oh, don’t go, Lance,” Carla purred. “I might be able to give you another
turn before dinner.”

“Yeah, and you might get a charge out of watching,” Rusty said.

“I don’t believe you two!” Lance sighed.

Still, he did feel curious about how it would be to watch others make 
love, so he moved to the far side of the bunk and leaned against the wall. 
Rusty stripped quickly, and damned if the little fucker didn’t have a 
hard-on already.

Carla eyed Rusty’s stiffly wagging cock as he walked over to join her on 
the bed. She felt instantly and hotly aroused, even though she’d just 
gotten off really good with Lance. She loved the idea of taking one stiff 
cock after another.

“Mmmmmm, yes, come here, Rusty!” she gurgled.

She grabbed him and pulled him down on the bed. The next thing Rusty 
knew, she was kissing him, driving her slick hot little tongue into his 
mouth and probing around sensuously. He damned near shot his load. It was 
his very first kiss.

While she was kissing him, she grabbed his cock and started pumping and 
squeezing it. Rusty struggled not to blast her fingers full of jizz. He 
didn’t want to make an ass of himself, but he was so achingly horny for her
that he could barely hold out.

“Hey, easy, Carla!” he panted. “That thing’s cocked!”

“Right,” she grinned.

She knew just what was going on in his mind. He didn’t want to disgrace 
himself in front of his popular older brother. Well, she intended to help 
him out in every way she could. She felt sorry for the lonely bookworm.

“I want to teach you a few things about making love, Rusty,” she said. 
“There’s a lot more to it than just fucking. We’ll get around to that, but 
first you need to learn about foreplay.”

“Teach me, teach me,” Rusty grinned.

“Well, here’s something girls love to do to boys,” she smiled.

With Rusty on his back, Carla slithered between his legs and brought her 
flushed face within an inch of his stiff-standing cock. She darted out her 
gleaming pink tongue and began lashing it all over his meat. Rusty gasped 
and shivered. He wondered if he was going to lose control and come right in
her face.

But Carla was alert to that danger. She licked his cock just a little, 
then sucked the whole thing into her mouth. Rusty almost shot off the bed.

He groaned in bliss as she encased his prick in that hot juicy flesh. She
drew in her cheeks and started sucking.

“Awwwwww, shit, yeah!” he groaned.

“Why, little brother, I never knew you used naughty words,” Lance 
taunted.

Rusty paid no attention to him. He had something much more important 
going than fighting with his brother. He slumped back and panted and 
groaned as the beautiful brunette nanny expertly sucked his cock. He wished
the fantastic feelings could last forever.

No chance of that. He’d been horny the whole time he was spying on Lance 
and Carla, and now he could barely keep from coming. His cock was painfully
swollen, his balls ready to burst. And Carla wasn’t helping matters with 
her loud greedy sucking.

“Mmmmm!” she moaned. “Uuummmmm!”

Rusty tried to do some algebra problems in his head to distract him from 
his insane horniness, but it was no go. He couldn’t blot out the incredible
pleasure and excitement he was getting from Carla’s hot juicy sucking. He 
spun out of control and began fucking her mouth, hammering his cock over 
her slick tongue.

“Unnnnnhhhhh, Jesus, unnnnnhhhhh!” he groaned.

“You gonna come already, kid?” Lance sneered.

He got no response. Lance felt fiercely envious of his kid brother and 
was trying to spoil his good time, but now he saw it was useless. Rusty 
wasn’t even hearing him. Lance couldn’t blame him for that. Carla was 
giving fantastic head to the moaning kid.

Lance felt jealous, and at the same time he was feeling more and more 
turned on. Rusty was right—it was a real kick to watch other people getting
it on. Lance had intended to keep his cool during the whole scene, but now 
he felt his balls swelling and his cock stiffening.

“Unnnnnhhhh, shit, aaaagggghhhh!” Rusty yelled.

“Mmmmmm, mmmmm!” Carla moaned.

Lance gave a helpless growl of lust as he watched his kid brother pumping
the nanny’s mouth full of boiling jism. Carla held the load, savoring it, 
till her cheeks were about to burst.

Then she gulped it down, making hungry gurgling noises.

Rusty flopped back with a blissful sigh, his cock drained. Lance’s eyes 
lit up. His kid brother had been eliminated from the competition in the 
first round, and now he could have another turn. But as he crawled toward 
Carla, she frowned and waved him back.

“Aw, come on, Carla!” he whined. “Rusty’s done-for! I got a hard-on! Let 
me have another turn now!”

“I’m not finished with Rusty yet, Lance,” Carla said sternly. “I want to 
teach him the right way to make love, just like I did with you. You’ll just
have to be patient if you want another turn.”

Lance got the message, but he didn’t like it. Frowning, he returned to 
his place at the far side of the bunk. Meanwhile Carla was stretching out 
on her back, bending and opening her legs to show Rusty her glistening pink
slit. Rusty crawled right over for a closer look.

Carla folded back the dark fur of her cunt bush and showed the 
freckle-faced kid her small hooded clit.

“That’s where girls really like to be touched and licked,” she said. “You
can get a girl really hot by going down on her. Want to try it?”

“I sure do,” Rusty said eagerly.

He crawled between her legs and stuck out his tongue.

Carla moaned with pleasure at the very first touch. He whisked the stiff 
tip of his tongue up and down over her highly sensitive clit, and she began
to whimper and cream helplessly.

“Ohhhhhhh, yes, baby, real good!” she gurgled.

Rusty beamed with pride. Lance balled his fists and fought the urge to 
punch out his kid brother. He reminded himself that if he caused any 
trouble, Carla wouldn’t give him another turn. All he could do was wait and
be patient.

“A little faster,” Carla coached. “A little harder. Ooooooh, yeah, 
perfect!”

“Perfect!” Lance grumbled.

That was just like Rusty, mastering a course in no time, getting straight
A’s. Lance wasn’t used to taking a back seat to his younger brother, and it
just killed him to sit there and watch while Rusty had all the fun with 
their beautiful big-titted nanny.

“Mmmmmmm, yeah, now suck it!” Carla groaned.

Carla could see that Lance was about to have a fit, but that was his 
problem. She couldn’t deal with it right now. She was having too much fun. 
Rusty was picking up fast on the art of pussyeating, and his lashing tongue
was driving her wild. Molten cream boiled from her cunt and gushed down her
ass crack.

“Unnnnhhh, suck, unnhhhh!” she moaned.

Rusty was sucking loudly and greedily on her pulsating clit, giving her a
steady hard buzz of pleasure. She closed her eyes and forgot everything but
her helpless flight towards orgasm. It was so easy to come when her clit 
was being well-sucked.

“Ohhhh, God, you’re doing it to meeeee!” she howled. “I’m comingggg, 
whaahhhh!”

She writhed and bucked so hard that Rusty couldn’t keep his lips on 
target. He rose to his knees and watched her come, grinning with pride at 
how hard she got off. She moaned and convulsed for several seconds, then 
opened her eyes and grinned.

“You’re a terrific student, Rusty,” she said.

“Oh, give us a break,” Lance muttered.

Rusty was still grinning like a fiend, hoping Carla would see his 
surprise for her. And she did. She lowered her gaze and focused on his 
cock, which was steely hard again. She gave a lusty little gurgle as she 
reached out to pet his hard-on.

“Mmmmm, just what I wanted!” She smiled.

“Oh, shit, no!” Lance groaned.

The damned kid was hard again. That meant Lance had to wait even longer 
for his turn. Carla was petting Rusty’s cock like it was gold or something.
She was getting flushed and excited, horny all over again. She suddenly 
rolled Rusty onto his back.

“Rusty, honey,” she purred, “are you tired of being a virgin?”

“Oh, yes, ma’am!” Rusty grinned. “Think you can help me out with that?”

“I’d love to!” she gurgled.

She threw a leg over him and straddled him. She rubbed the searing-hot 
slippery line of her cunt over his engorged cock head. Then she wriggled 
around till she’d trapped the fleshy knob between her slick cunt lips. She 
slid right down his prick.

“Oooooh!” she squealed.

“Oh, shit, yeah!” Rusty groaned.

“Oh, shit, no!” Lance sighed.

It was killing him to watch. He saw his kid brother’s iron-hard cock 
vanish into Carla’s steaming cunt, forcing out a thick river of cream. Then
Rusty went into action, fucking the moaning nanny hard and fast. As usual, 
he’d mastered his subject right away. Carla’s hoarse cries of pleasure told
how good he was doing.

“Ohhhh, yeah, Rusty, fuck me good and hard!” she moaned. “That’s great, 
honey, I love it!”

Lance gritted his teeth. It was hell for him to watch, yet at the same 
time it was making him horny out of his mind. His cock felt like it was 
going to explode, and his swollen balls ached. He just prayed that Rusty 
would run out of fuel this time.

Carla rode Rusty’s jackhammering cock with squeals of delight. This 
morning when she’d come onto Lance, she hadn’t dreamed she’d get this much 
sex. Now she had Lance and his brother, two constantly horny teenage boys 
who’d give her all the fucking she craved for the rest of the trip.

She couldn’t have asked for more. Now she could totally gorge herself on 
sex for the next two months. She was gorging herself right now as she 
jerked her hips to Rusty’s lusty rhythm and felt herself sailing toward yet
another delicious climax.

“Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee!” she gurgled.

Rusty was redfaced with pleasure as he fucked into her faster and faster.
One more deep hard thrust from his pistoning teenage cock and she was in 
orbit, wailing in bliss as the gigantic orgasm rocked her body.

“Ohhhhh, God, whaahhhh!” she screamed. “I’m coming, Rusty, I’m coming so 
good!”

Lance crawled over and sat on the other side of the bed, ready to take 
his turn. Rusty had to be finished now. He’d been sucked off and fucked, 
and that ought to cool his engine for quite some time. But as Carla tumbled
off him to catch her breath, his prick was still stiff as steel.

“Oh, shit, man, aren’t you ever gonna finish?” Lanced groaned.

“Aren’t you ever gonna get off my back?” Rusty snapped.

Carla realized there was going to be a fight.

CHAPTER NINE

The Randle brothers glared at each other, and their nanny wondered how to
prevent all-out warfare. The last thing Carla wanted right now was a fight 
between the boys. She was only interested in all the delicious loving she 
could get.

Well, there was one thing the boys both wanted desperately, and that was 
Carla. They’d do just about anything to go on fucking her. That was the 
only weapon she had to work with.

“Boys,” she snapped, “knock it off. You’ll get along with each other, or 
both of you will lose out. Because I’m not gonna get it on with you if you 
fight. Understand?”

“But Rusty’s taking too long,” Lance complained.

“Lance won’t quit bugging me,” Rusty countered.

“I don’t care about any of that,” Carla said firmly. “You either behave 
and get along, or I won’t make it with either one of you.”

She sure hoped she didn’t have to carry out her threat. It would just 
kill her to give up the boys now. But she tried to look calm and determined
as the brothers thought it over. Obviously they wanted to beat the shit out
of each other, but they had to consider what that would cost them.

“Aw, all right!” Lance sighed. “I’ll wait my turn!”

“Great!” Rusty grinned.

He started toward Carla. She was ready for him, but she couldn’t help 
noticing how unhappy Lance looked. She couldn’t blame him. His kid brother 
was taking a very long turn with the nanny. It was just too bad she 
couldn’t take on both of them at once.

Carla began to smile. Now that she thought about it, she actually could 
make love to both brothers at the same time. Not only would it be easy, it 
would be fun, the wildest fun she’d ever had in bed. She thought she could 
persuade the boys to try it.

Of course if she asked them to share her that way, they’d refuse. They 
still weren’t into cooperating with each other. She’d just have to ease 
them into her kinky new plan. She rolled over onto her hands and knees, 
assuming the doggy-position.

“Fuck me this way, Rusty,” she said.

“Oh, boy, I sure will,” Rusty said, coming to kneel behind her.

Carla gurgled with excitement when she felt his stiff teenage cock 
sliding deep into her eager pussy. He touched bottom, groaned, and then 
began fucking her in slow sensuous strokes. He was just taking his time, 
not wanting the fun to end.

But there was more to it than that. Rusty was fucking slowly, as slowly 
as he could, because he knew it would drive his older brother crazy with 
impatience. Sure enough, Lance was glaring at him and shivering with lust.

“Aw, come on, Rusty!” he groaned. “Give me a break! Speed up a little!”

“Now, now, Lance, we’re not supposed to fight,” Rusty taunted.

Lance looked ready to kill. He watched his brother’s cream-slick cock 
gliding in and out of Carla’s cunt with maddening slowness, and he clenched
his fists. It was definitely time for Carla to put her plan into action.

“Lance, honey, come over here,” she said. “What do you need him for?” 
Rusty asked. “Never mind,” Carla said. “You’re getting what you want, 
aren’t you?”

“Well, yeah, sure,” Rusty said.

“Then never mind what else I’m doing,” she said. “Lance, come here and 
lie in front of me.” Lance looked puzzled but eager. Carla had him stretch 
out in front of her so that his hugely engorged cock stood right under her 
chin. She looked down at the oozing head and licked her lips. Then she 
stuck out her tongue and began lapping up his cream.

“Hey, all right!” Lance cried delightedly.

“Mmmmm, mmmmm!” his nanny gurgled.

Rusty didn’t say anything. He went still for a moment, his throbbing cock
lodged deep in Carla’s seething twat. He watched what she was doing to 
Lance. Then he gave a lusty snort and started fucking her again, faster and
harder now.

“Unnnhhh, yeah, Rusty, fuck me!” Carla moaned. “Fuck me good, baby!”

That was all Rusty needed, just a little assurance that he was making her
feel hot. She gurgled and moaned with pleasure each time he socked his 
rigid young prick into her. And all the while she was gobbling his 
brother’s hot salty cream.

Carla couldn’t believe how excited she felt. Even in her most horny 
fantasies she’d never imagined herself taking on two guys at the same time.
It was crazy, it was kinky, and she loved it. She could tell that the boys 
were forgetting their rivalry and getting off on her wild idea.

“Ohhhh, man, we sure don’t have to fight about this, do we, Rusty?” Lance
groaned.

“Nope!” Rusty panted. “This seems like the perfect solution!”

He was fucking his engorged cock faster and faster in the nanny’s wet 
velvety cunt, and there was no way his brother was going to interfere with 
that. Lance had no competition, either, as Carla greedily tongued his cock 
and gulped his cream.

She’d lick up a mouthful of the salty liquid, then groan as Rusty thrust 
his throbbing boner to her womb. When the shock of pleasure had eased, she 
gulped Lance’s cream and licked up more. It was paradise for the horny 
young woman.

She licked her lips to make them slick, then plunged them down around 
Lance’s stiff-standing cock. He let out a hoarse yelp as she began to suck 
his prick. Now nanny and brothers were all connected, by cock and mouth, 
and nobody was left out of the fun.

They didn’t know it, but Lance’s happy yelp had carried right to the 
upper deck where Dot and Biff were piloting the yacht.

“Did you hear that?” Dot exclaimed.

“Yeah, sounds like somebody fell overboard,” Biff said.

They waited, but there were no cries for help.

Carla was supposed to be with the boys, and if there was trouble, she 
would have summoned the parents. Biff and Dot were puzzled and anxious.

“Let me put this on automatic,” Biff said, “and we’ll go check things 
out.”

“Good idea,” Dot said.

The couple made a quick search of the yacht and ended up outside Carla’s 
cabin. They heard strange noises coming from inside, moaning and gurgling 
and panting. Biff eased the door open just a crack, and they peered inside.
They barely kept from gasping with surprise.

“I’ll be damned!” Biff breathed.

“Those little devils!” Dot exclaimed.

They kept their voices low so the kids and Carla wouldn’t hear them. They
took in the wild scene. Carla and the boys were stark naked on her bunk. 
She was in the doggy-position, sucking Lance’s cock while Rusty fucked her 
from behind. Then Biff took Dot’s arm and steered her a little ways down 
the hall.

“Well, what do we do?” he asked.

Dot thought about it and began to grin.

“I’m not sure we should do anything,” she said.

Biff grinned, too.

“I agree,” he said. “It’s great that the boys are learning from a good 
teacher. And it’ll keep them out of trouble during the voyage. So let’s 
leave them alone.”

“No, I can’t quite agree with that,” Dot said.

“Why not?” he asked.

“Because I want to watch,” she said with a wicked smile.

“Matter of fact, honey, so do I!” Biff leered.

They tiptoed back to the half open door and watched Carla and their sons.
Carla’s head was bobbing rapidly as she sucked Lance’s cock, and she 
shuddered and moaned each time Rusty pounded his prick into her. The boys 
were panting with excitement.

“Ohhhh, man, this is too much!” Rusty groaned. “Can’t hold out much 
longer!”

“Me, either!” Lance moaned. “Jesus, Carla, suck it, suck my cock!”

Carla gurgled hungrily as she suctioned the hot liquid from his piss 
hole. She sucked faster by the second, greedy for a whole mouthful of his 
come. She felt the hot friction as Rusty hammered his steely hard prick 
into her greedily gripping cunt.

She had a feeling she and the boys were going to explode into one giant 
orgasm. They were all excited enough, that was sure. She made her cunt even
tighter around Rusty’s jackhammering cock and sucked Lance even harder.

“Mmmmm, unnnhhhh!” she moaned.

As they spied from the hallway, Dot and Biff were grinning.

“Mmmmmm, sure looks like she’s having fun!” Dot whispered.

“The boys are having a pretty good time, too,” Biff chuckled.

Dot felt her pussy get searing hot and soaked. The scene was turning her 
on like crazy. She glanced down at her husband’s fly and saw that he was 
getting a colossal hard-on. Obviously the scene was having the same effect 
on Biff as on her.

She was thinking about unzipping his pants and playing with his cock, 
getting him to play with her pussy. But her attention was distracted when 
her sons began yelping in ecstasy and Carla began groaning hoarsely and 
steadily. The horny kids were all coming at once.

“Unnnnhhh, shit, eat it, unnggghhh!” Lance yelled.

“Awwww, fuck, awwwww!” Rusty bellowed.

“Unnnnhhh, mmmmm!” Carla moaned.

Dot could hear Biff snorting with excitement as they watched their sons 
coming. Rusty was hammering his steaming load into Carla’s sucking little 
cunt, while Lance flooded her mouth with boiling jizz till her cheeks 
swelled out like a chipmunk’s.

Carla held the load, savoring it, till she had to swallow. She gurgled 
happily as she gulped Lance’s jism, and he sank back panting and flushed. 
Rusty flopped in the other direction, gasping for breath. Carla remained in
a crouch, shivering with the delicious aftershocks of her orgasm.

“Well, guys, think you can share me now?” she asked with a grin.

“No problem for me!” Lance panted.

“I can handle that!” Rusty groaned. “Wow, Carla how’d you ever come up 
with an idea like that?”

“It seemed like the only way to keep you two from fighting over me,” 
Carla laughed. “But it sure turned out good, didn’t it?”

“It sure did,” Lance said, leering at her. “I wanta try it again. Only 
this time I wanta change places with Rusty. How about it, little brother?”

“Fine with me,” Rusty said.

The brothers got hard-ons just thinking about it. Carla was more than 
ready for another round of fun. Now that she could have sex again, she 
couldn’t get enough of it. She stayed crouched in the doggy position while 
Lance knelt behind her and Rusty stretched out in front of her. “Okay,” she
giggled, “here we go.”

Lance gave a lusty snort and plowed his stiff cock to her womb. She 
opened her mouth wide and plunged it down around Rusty’s stiff-standing 
prick, and he gave a blissful yelp. The trio were off and running again, 
fucking and sucking like crazy.

“Oh, God!” Dot moaned. “This is driving me crazy!”

“Maybe I can help,” Biff said hoarsely. He was standing behind her, and 
she heard him unzip his pants. Then he was lowering her shorts and panties.
She felt his hot hard cock gliding between her ass cheeks and up her slick 
and ready cunt. She braced her hands against the door frame and gurgled 
with bliss as he began fucking her.

“God, yes, honey, perfect!” she gasped.

Then they were quiet. They didn’t want to interrupt the kids. Dot and 
Biff were discovering a kinky new thrill, fucking while they watched others
making out. Their low moaning and panting was drowned out by the kids’ loud
noises.

Lance was getting redfaced with lust as he pounded his engorged teenage 
dick harder and harder into Carla’s hot squirting cunt. She gave a muffled 
groan of pleasure each time he plowed into her. The more excited she got, 
the harder and faster she sucked Rusty’s cock.

“Unhhhh, uuummmm!” she moaned.

“Oh, man, gonna come again!” Rusty groaned.

“You and me both!” Lance panted.

Biff pistoned his huge prick steadily in and out of his wife’s scalding 
wet cunt as they spied on the kids. He could feel Dot’s cunt getting 
steadily tighter around his meat, and he knew from long experience that she
was just about to come.

Then the kids were exploding into another loud mutual orgasm. As Rusty 
and Lance yelped and pumped their steaming load into Carla’s mouth and 
cunt, Dot gave a muffled whimper and started coming. Her cunt sucked hard 
at Biff’s meat, and he groaned and shot his load.

“Ooooh, honey, ooooh!” Dot whimpered. “I’m comingggg!”

“Unnnnhhh, unnnggghhhh!” Biff groaned.

Luckily the kids were making so much noise that they didn’t hear the 
parents. Biff once again took Dot’s arm and led her down the hall where 
they could talk without being heard. He had a wicked glint in his eye.

“Listen, honey,” he said, “I just had a fantastic idea.”

CHAPTER TEN

Biff and Dot had been married almost twenty years, and for the past ten 
of those years they’d agreed on an open marriage. It had worked out really 
well for them, saving them from the boredom of fucking the same person 
night after night.

They stayed married, and they still loved each other deeply, but they 
fucked others, too. If Biff got the hots for another woman, he was free to 
go after her, and Dot had the same privilege with men. But they’d never 
been into a group scene before.

That was why Dot eagerly agreed to Biff’s new idea.

“Sounds terrific,” she said. “How are we gonna work it?”

Biff quickly explained the details of his plan, and then they had to duck
into the shadows as Rusty and Lance came out of Carla’s cabin. The pretty 
young nanny kissed both boys before sending them off.

“I need a little rest now, guys,” she said, “but we’ll have some more fun
tomorrow.”

Biff looked at Dot and grinned.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Ready,” she said, grinning back. “See you in five minutes.”

Biff followed his sons topside. By using another passageway, he managed 
to get to the wheel before they did. They had no idea he’d been below decks
spying on them and their nanny. Rusty and Lance tried to look innocent as 
they approached their dad.

“Hey, boys,” Biff smiled, “you’re just in time. I want you to take over 
the wheel till dinnertime. I need to go work on the fishing gear. Come here
and I’ll show you what course I want. ” Meanwhile Dot went to Carla’s cabin
and knocked. Carla was lying naked on her bed, still feeling the hot 
pleasure of her afternoon session with the boys. She wanted to just loll 
there and savor each second of the fun they’d had.

When she heard the knock, she gasped with surprise.

“Who is it?” she cried.

Dot didn’t answer, she just walked in. Carla blushed hotly at being found
naked. But the pretty older blond just smiled and came to sit on the edge 
of her bunk. She stared frankly and hungrily at the nanny’s sleek young 
body.

“Carla, you really have a fantastic figure,” she said. “Did you know 
that?”

“That’s what my boyfriend tells me,” Carla said, red with embarrassment. 
“Uh, what is it you want, Mrs. Randle?”

“Oh, call me Dot,” she said. “I just wanted to talk to you, honey. We 
haven’t had a chance to get very well acquainted yet. I’d like to know you 
a lot better.”

Then to Carla’s astonishment, Dot rolled onto the bed, grabbed her, and 
kissed her on the mouth. She felt Dot’s hot little tongue sliding into her 
mouth, and then their shapely bodies were pressing hard together. Carla was
surprised to feel a sting of excitement.

Dot was kissing her deeply, probing her mouth with her slick tongue. She 
was running her hands up and down Carla’s body, exploring her hot wet cunt 
and her swollen big tits. Carla had never thought about making it with 
another woman before.

Now it was happening, and she realized that she liked it a lot. Timidly 
she began touching Dot. Her body was soft and curvy, fun to explore. Carla 
slid her tongue over Dot’s and gave a little gurgle of lust. Her pussy 
began to cream hotly.

“Mmmmmm!” she moaned.

Dot slid a stiff finger between the soft-furred lips of Carla’s pussy. 
She sawed the finger back and forth, giving the girl a steady buzz of 
pleasure. She knew just how to do that, being a woman herself. She knew 
where it felt best and just what speed and pressure to use. Carla felt 
steamy with lust.

Finally they came up for air, and Dot laughed and quickly took off her 
clothes. Carla ogled her beautiful body. She felt surprised to be so hot 
for another female, but what the hell, she’d go with it. She’d never been 
inhibited.

“Is this what you mean by getting to know me better, Dot?” she grinned.

“You catch on fast, honey!” Dot smiled.

She cupped Carla’s big thrusting tits and expertly squeezed and molded 
them. Carla did the same to her. Dot’s tits weren’t as big as hers, they 
were perfect handfuls. Carla loved massaging the hot creamy globes. The 
women kissed again, exchanging hotly darting tongues.

Dot used one hand to clasp Carla’s firm little ass and draw her closer. 
They rubbed mounds, and Carla seethed with desire. She stuck a finger 
between Dot’s thighs and massaged her slick hot pussy. Dot returned the 
favor, caressing Carla’s steamy little cunt. They creamed all over each 
other’s fingers.

When they finally came up for air again, Carla panted, “Hey, this is 
terrific, but where do we go from here? I mean, neither one of us has a 
cock!”

“We don’t need one, baby,” Dot said, her voice husky with desire. “You 
play with yourself, don’t you? You know there’s dozens of ways to get off 
without a man.”

“Yeah, you’re right!” Carla giggled. “But you lead the way, Dot! You show
me what to do. I’ve never done this before.”

“Know about sixty-nine?” Dot grinned. “Uh-uh, what’s that?” Carla asked 
eagerly. “It’s easier to show you than explain it,” Dot said. “Just lie on 
your back and I’ll do the rest.” Carla wasn’t sure how all this had 
happened. Suddenly she was making love with another woman and really 
getting off on it. She was eager to learn anything Dot could teach her 
about female love-making. She obediently rolled flat on her back.

Dot went into a crouch and backed up over her. She straddled Carla and 
brought her steaming pink cunt almost into the girl’s face. Then she dipped
her head down, and Carla felt hot breath on her swollen pussy. She got the 
picture, and she loved it.

“Oh, yeah, let’s do it!” she moaned.

Then she whimpered with bliss as she felt Dot’s hot stiff tongue raking 
her pussy. Dot was a super pussyeater. Her greedy little tongue found every
steamy fold and cranny of Carla’s tangy-tasting cunt. She gobbled up the 
girl’s cream like it was nectar.

“Ohhhhhh, God, Dot, you do that so good!” Carla moaned.

She looked up and saw Dot’s gorgeous swollen pussy just inches from her 
eyes. She stuck out her tongue and began lashing it over the woman’s tasty 
cunt, and Dot gurgled with pleasure and creamed right into her face.

“Yessss, honey, lick meeeee!” she moaned.

They went at each other noisily, gobbling each other’s tangy cream, 
driving each other wild with their kinky tongue-play. Carla still liked men
and would always want to fuck, but this was a very exciting change of pace.
She loved arousing Dot with her tongue and lapping up her musky juices.

Carla gasped when Dot suddenly crammed her whole hot tongue into her 
cunt. Dot started fucking her with it, jabbing hard and fast. The pleasure 
was fantastic. Carla quickly did the same to Dot, and the two panting women
were tongue-fucking each other like crazy. They didn’t even notice Biff 
walking into the cabin.

Actually Biff had been spying on them for a minute or so. Now he eased 
quietly into the cabin and stood there staring lustily as they gobbled each
other. He gingerly eased his pants and shorts down over the terrific cock 
stand he’d gotten.

At that moment Carla and Dot began to come. They got each other off 
almost simultaneously, giving muffled groans of ecstasy as they 
tongue-fucked each other through a long scorching orgasm. Biff’s cock 
bucked hard and began to leak thick cream.

Carla opened her eyes and saw him standing there, and she froze. Would he
fire her? Would he be furious with her for getting it on with his wife? But
why was he naked and grinning, and why did he have a hard-on? The young 
nanny was completely confused.

“Hi, girls!” Biff grinned.

“Hi, honey,” Dot chirped. “Did you get the boys settled?”

“Yeah, no problem,” Biff said, sliding onto the bed.

Carla’s mouth hung open. On one side of her was Dot, and on the other 
side Biff, both of them naked and horny. They acted like they’d worked this
all out beforehand. But Carla didn’t have a clue to what was going on.

“Would somebody tell me what’s happening?” she asked.

Biff laughed and quickly explained to her about his and Dot’s open 
marriage.

“We believe in making it with other people, just to keep the excitement 
alive,” he concluded. “And it just happens that we both want to make it 
with you, Carla.”

“Also, we think you should know something,” Dot said. “We know about you 
and the boys.”

“You do?” Carla gasped. “Oh, my God!”

“Hey, it’s cool,” Biff said. “We approve. They need to learn about sex, 
and you’re a good teacher. But Dot and I don’t wanta be left out of the 
fun.”

“So if it’s all right with you,” Dot said, “we’ll have our own little 
trio, and we won’t tell the boys about it. They’re a little too young for 
this kinky stuff.”

Carla just nodded shyly. She’d loved getting it on with Dot, and she sure
wasn’t going to refuse a chance to make it with Biff. She glanced down and 
ogled his gigantic swollen cock. She’d been thinking about that cock ever 
since spying on him.

Biff and Dot saw where she was looking, and they both laughed knowingly. 
Then Biff rolled over on top of Carla. She suddenly lost her shyness and 
let her stored-up lust overpower her. She opened her thighs wide and let 
Biff sink down between them.

“Ohhhh, yeah!” he groaned.

He was easing his wrist-thick cock up her tight young cunt. Carla moaned 
and whimpered and clawed his powerful shoulders. This was the biggest prick
she’d ever taken, and she was excited out of her mind as it thoroughly 
crammed her horny cunt.

“He’s really hung, isn’t he, honey?” Dot grinned.

“Shit, yessss!” Carla hissed.

Dot didn’t act jealous at all, but then she’d just had her own special 
fun with the nanny.

Now she watched eagerly as Biff sank his throbbing rock-hard prick to 
Carla’s womb. He cupped her ass and began fucking her in deep slow strokes.

“Awwww, yeah, so nice and tight!” he groaned.

“Oooooh, yessss, oooooh!” Carla squealed.

She’d had quite a bit of sex today, but this was very basic, the thing 
she’d been longing for ever since leaving L.A. It was just a giant hard 
cock stroking deeply and steadily in her cunt, but it was exactly what she 
needed. She fucked back at him, jerking her hips lustily, and she creamed 
uncontrollably.

“Ohhhhh, God, yes, I need this so bad!” she moaned.

Biff and Dot nodded at each other. The young nanny was the perfect 
partner for them, horny and ready for any kinky games they might invent. 
She was perfect for their lusty teenage sons, too. They couldn’t have 
chosen a better nanny than Carla.

Biff kept fucking away slowly, savoring each second, but Carla began to 
grow restless. She wanted some hard fast action. She noticed that Dot was 
growing antsy, too. The lusty blond was stroking her own cunt, trying to 
ease her burning lust as she watched her husband fucking the nanny.

Finally Dot said, “Hey, I’d like to get in on this.”

“The more, the merrier,” Biff chuckled. “Excuse me a second, Carla, while
I switch things around.”

He rolled her off, onto his back, and his massive cock stood up thick and
cream-soaked and rigid. He pulled Carla up to straddle him, and she 
squealed with delight as she slid down his throbbing cock, taking it to her
womb. He was fucking her faster now.

“Okay, honey,” he said to Dot, “climb aboard. Sit on my face.”

Dot eagerly leaped up to straddle his head, bringing her searing-hot 
pussy within an inch of his lips. He stuck out his big red tongue and 
teasingly lashed her cunt a few seconds before cramming the whole thick 
slab of meat deep into her cunt.

“Ahhhh, yessss!” she wailed. “Fuck me with that big thing, honey! Fuck us
both!”

And to Carla’s amazement, that was just what he did. He was fucking two 
women at once, one with his cock and one with his tongue. Carla and Dot 
were facing each other, so close that they were able to reach out and play 
with each other’s tits.

“Oh, my God, you people are wild!” Carla laughed.

“Enjoying it?” Dot leered.

“Unnnnhhh, shit, yessss!” Carla gurgled.

Biff’s huge cock was pistoning harder and harder in her needy pussy, and 
he was tongue-fucking his wife at the same relentless pace. The three of 
them were headed for an explosive three-way orgasm. Carla was the first to 
come, throwing back her head and wailing.

“Ahhhh, God, whaaahhhh!” she wailed.

“Unnnhhh, shit, ooooo!” Dot screamed.

“Unnnnhhh, unnnggghhhh!” Biff groaned.

Meanwhile up on the bridge, Rusty and Lance were in command of the yacht.

“Wow, isn’t Carla great?” Rusty sighed.

“She sure is,” Lance agreed. “We’re gonna have a fantastic time with her 
on the way to Hawaii.”

“If Mom and Dad don’t find out,” Rusty added.

“We’ll make sure of that,” Lance said. “Shit, they wouldn’t understand at
all.”

“Right!” Rusty grinned. “They’re so old, they probably haven’t made it in
years! They’ve probably forgotten what sex is all about!”

“Yeah!” Lance sighed. “It must be hell!”


THE END
