This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years and older.
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When the old man's journey of discovery turns decidedly ugly, two horny teens save the day.
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Watson kicked as hard as he could, trying to see over Maya's head. Fifty meters away across the storm-ravaged sea, Beck was frantically waving, her eyes wide and mouth open, her naked skin the colour of marble. Every time he tried to look Maya got in the way, arms around his neck, legs encircling him. Smiling she said, 'Forget it. She's done.'
Tanya's Porsche SUV wallowed up and Watson swam in through the door. Caddy was in the driver's seat, the size of a child, hanging off a gigantic steering wheel. She looked at Watson and said, 'You better hurry now, the change is starting.' Leaping to his feet, Watson ran down a long flight of concrete stairs to the side of a slimy green swimming pool.
Something white swam past, gliding between skeins of black seaweed. Rebekah. Desperate not to lose her, Watson took a breath and waded in. Now, inhaling deeply and evenly through just his nose, he found to his delight he could breath underwater. A fish swam up to nibble on his penis. He swatted it away but when he looked down again it had grown several-fold and now had the face of a woman. Gently, and with consummate skill, she was sucking him.
Someone giggled and the imagery fled as the old man shivered awake. The very first thing he set eyes on was a dark-haired head, bobbing up and down on his stiffening penis to the sound of snuffling and snorting. Turning his head he saw Beck, on her knees beside him, hair piled high in a haphazard bun, a look of mischief on her angelic face. "Good morning, Dommy. Did you have a good sleep?"
As Beck spoke, Maya ceased what she was doing and hopped to Watson's side. "Beck was just telling me, this was your favourite way to wake up."
"There goes another family secret." Watson rumbled. Tensing his stomach muscles, he looked himself over, to find his half-erect dick glistening with spit.
"Well it worked, didn't it?" Beck challenged.
"Fancy a nice little fuck?" Maya asked, cutting to the chase.
Watson looked around, still trying to orient himself in the unfamiliar surroundings. This was how it was most mornings on Aurora- a nice, vigorous fuck to start the day- but that's as far as the similarities went. Struggling upright, he ran a hand through his salt and pepper hair. Maya was up on her knees, legs apart, and by the look of her dripping slit was raring to go. Looking down, he watched his cock rouse itself and magically rise. "I'm going to need to take a leak first." he mumbled. And quick, before his plumbing got strangled.
Rolling off the bed onto his feet, the old man weaved his way to the bathroom with two young females hot on his heels. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Maya wants to watch."
"Is that okay?"
"Damon always lets me hold his willy when he goes for a pee." Beck announced. "Wanna try?"
Maya nodded. "You bet!"
Watson pulled up in front of the bowl and a slender, smooth-skinned arm reached around from behind, then a hot little fist closed over his fat, happy penis. Taking over control of his stream, Maya drew little circles in the bowl then commenced sweeping the arc up and down. "Careful you don't splash the seat, Maya," Watson said sternly, "I don't want to get in trouble with your mum."
"The cleaner'll fix it." Maya giggled, hosing the sides of the bowl with Watson's pee. "Gee," she said, "it's still coming out. You must have been full."
Watson eventually drained the last drops from his bladder and went to shake. "I'll do it." Maya said eagerly, whipping Watson's penis up and down.
"There," he said, "all done. Don't forget to wash your hands."
"So are we good to go?" Maya asked, dutifully running the bathroom faucet.
"You'd better go and ask your mum first. She might have other plans."
Maya took Beck's hand. "Come on Becky, she's always so grumpy first thing. You can back me up!"
"Back in a minute." Beck said. Rising on tiptoes she planted a kiss on his lips. "Don't go anywhere."
Suddenly alone, Watson paused to study himself in the bathroom mirror. The years had been relatively kind to him, and the austerity of life at sea had long since trimmed away the paunch he'd been lugging around. The rigors of sailing, along with a diet of fresh seafood and constant, rampant sex had stripped away the excess fat and toned up his muscles. He looked at the three-quarter erection hanging between his legs, and cast his mind back to where it had been in the last twenty-four hours. Beck, Caddy, Maya... only Tanya remained before he could claim the full house. Even as he watched, his lengthening penis began to rear up, looking for action. Strolling into the bedroom, cock swaying jauntily, he found himself silently lobbying for a green light from Caddy.
The proposal didn't take much debating. The two girls were back a few minutes later, laughing and shouting, sounding like a veritable stampede. Barrelling through the door, they leapt onto the bed without breaking stride. "Mum says 'yesss'!" Maya leered.
"Are they going to join us?" Watson asked, craning his neck to look through the door.
"Nahh... Mum told me to bugger off so she could go back to sleep."
"You woke her up?"
"Only a little."
"She'll have my guts for garters." Watson shook his head.
Beck was bouncing up and down on the bed on her knees. "Who's first?"
"Can I go first?" Maya pleaded.
"Why don't you toss for it?" Watson joked.
"Hang on," Beck said, "let's do scissor paper rock. You ready?"
