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Latest revision as of 21:59, 17 August 2019
Bob looked at Mary, lying on her tummy, her bum cheeks shiny with sun cream; then he looked hopefully at me. The thought of going into the sea with two naked children was not unappealing, so naturally, I volunteered to take them.
I was getting used to being around naked people and my cock behaved itself as we ran across the sand to the water’s edge. The beach was quite flat and we had to wade out quite a way before it was up to Harry’s waist and the top of my thighs. He wanted me to help him swim again; he soon discovered how buoyant salty water is, and began splashing away on his own. Molly had other ideas and as soon as Harry was out of the way, she swam up in front of me and grabbed hold of my cock. Of course it immediately sprang to attention and she leaned forward and sucked it into her mouth. I turned so that I could keep an eye on Harry; I didn’t want him swimming off into deep water and getting into trouble, but he’d swum back to us and was now standing watching.
“Go away,” Molly said, but Harry ignored her and I could see that he had his cock in his hand under the water. “Why don’t you go and watch Mummy and Daddy,” she said.
Harry stuck his tongue out. “I want to watch you,” he said.
Molly sighed. “Do you mind,” she asked. I shrugged; I wasn’t sure what she had in mind, but I was happy to go along with it. She held her arms up; “lift me up,” she said. I lifted her and she clung onto me like a limpet; her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. It was obvious that she wanted me to fuck her, but it wasn’t that easy to get everything lined up; then I felt Harry’s hand grab hold of my shaft and the next thing I knew it was sliding into the tight embrace of an eight-year-old cunt. I was amazed at how easily it slipped in; she was obviously a lot more experienced than me. Standing there unsupported, even with a girl who weighed less than my luggage, was not easy but I managed to bounce her up and down a little and soon I felt that familiar sensation.
As I pumped jet after jet of spunk into the back of her vagina I saw from her face that she was pretty pissed off that I had cum so quickly. “I’m sorry Sweetie,” I said. “Maybe we can try again later.” I dropped her back into the water and she marched off, leaving us to follow her back to our camp.
“You gotta make her cum or she gets pissed off,” Harry said as we walked across the beach. “I usually have to use my fingers as well or one of Mummy’s toys.” I wondered what I had got myself in to; being given advice by a six-year-old on how to fuck his sister.
When we got there, Molly was sitting on her dad’s lap scowling at me. Bob gave me a sympathetic look and a tiny drug of his shoulders as if to say; “what can you do.”
I could see that she was expecting her dad to finish the job I’d started. “I think I’ll go for a walk,” I said and without waiting for any comments set off along the beach. I had half a mind to head back to the bar and see if my little blonde princess was still there, but it was hot on the sand I went into the trees and follow a path that seemed to be parallel. When I heard voices I took a small diversion to investigate. I found myself looking down into a grassy hollow and at the bottom I saw the black kid from the volleyball game with a girl. He was on his back with the girl on top of him and his face buried between her thighs. His cock, which had been impressive when it was limp, was even more impressive now and even from a distance I could see how much the girl had to stretch her jaw to get the head in her mouth.
I stayed where I was, watching, and when he turned the girl around I saw that she was the ten-year-old he’d been playing volleyball with. He held his cock pointing upwards and she had to stand astride him to get the head between her legs. He just lay still as she slowly lowered herself down; I guessed his cock must be at least eight inches long and quite thick, but she was determined and didn’t stop until she’d engulfed well over half of it. He put his hands around her waist, his black skin contrasting with hers, and lifted her slightly. He said something I didn’t catch and she giggled, and then he was lifting her up and down, essentially masturbating himself with her cunt.
He caught sight of me watching and was completely unfazed; in fact he put his hand up and beckoned me down to join them.
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