    Title: The Cottage
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Rod lives on an island in Lake Huron, and helps a group of
     young ladies in need. A few weeks later, one brings her mother
      back as sort of a reward.
    Keywords: oral,M/F, M/FF, virgin

This all happened about four years ago. My name is Rod, I'm now 64 years old. I am of normal size, with what I consider a good shape. I have always exercised, including swimming in the cold Georgian Bay waters off of the island of my summer cottage. The cottage was built on one of the many islands my great-grandfather purchased back in the early part of the century. He had started a business in Toronto that supplied fresh produce and meats to the area restaurants and groceries. The company is still in the hands of our family, and after the death of my wife seven years ago, I more or less let in fall into the hands of my oldest child and only son, Steven. My oldest daughter, Anne, also has a prominent role, as does her husband, Jeff. My other two daughters both married lawyers, and contribute some to the business.

Anyway, about four years ago, I was coming back to the cottage on my thirty-foot boat, passing an island that protected the channel into the inlet my cottage was on. I noticed a small launch on the windward side, as well as four canoes pulled up on shore. As I got closer, I saw about ten people milling about on top of the small rise of the island. People from time to time do trespass on our property, but for the most part, I ignore them. As I got about a hundred yards from their landing site, I noticed one approach the water. It was a tall young man, with a muscular built. When I got about twenty-yards away, he hollered something, but I couldn't make out what he said.

I cut the engines, and shouted "What?" He replied, in a French accent, "Go away, this island is taken, we're camping here tonight."

I laughed, and got on the loudspeaker, and said "That’s nice, do you realize you're on private property? Namely mine!?" He had a stunned look on his face. I smiled, finally noticing the rest of his contingent, six young women, and two other young men. I continued, "Go ahead and camp, doesn't bother me. However, the island behind this one to the west is off limits, as are the two cottages on it. Oh, and move your boats to the other side of the island, or the wind and waves will carry them off." I was drifting away, and he had a red face as he hollered something back to me. I couldn't tell what it was, but I watched as one of the guys came down and spoke to him, pointing to the tents that they had set up. I thought to myself, that they're asking for trouble if the storms come here, as they've been forecasted. Since they're not in a very protected area.

I rounded the point and made my way into my harbor. I secured the lines, and went and checked both my small two bedroom cabin, as well as the bigger six bedroom cabin my daughter uses when she comes up, which is rare. Everything seemed in order, as I went back and sat at my computer, doing work over the internet, and sending messages to Steve, checking on things back in Toronto. As I was working, the phone rang, it was Jason, another cottager, who lived on an island about a kilometer or so southeast of mine. He has a clear view of the front island, including of the camp that my trespassers were now occupying. He said it looked like some were going through the old cottage my aunt had, but couldn't see what they were doing. That old cottage had fallen down two winters ago, right after my aunt died at the age of 101. I had removed everything of value from there, so told Jason that I wasn't worried about it. I asked him if he was watching them now, when he said yes. I then asked if they moved the boats to the other side. He paused, and said he only seen three canoes. Not enough for all the people that were there.

I told him about the encounter I had, and he chuckled, telling me that there is a nice size storm on the way. Jason spends the summers on his family's island, since he works as a trainer for a junior "A" hockey team, he has the summer off. Not bad for a thirty-four year-old. His older brothers are both doctors, as is his father. But he's the only one that I've seen use the cottage for the last six years. Occasionally he has female companionship, but I hadn't seen any this year.

Well, I did the usual routine, worked on the computer, checked on various things, did some work on both cottages on this island. We own eight islands in all, and besides these two cottages, and the one that is run down, we have five others. Four of the five are two-bedroom, and the other is a four-bedroom. This is enough for the extended family, although not many take extensive use of them. Being a ninety minute boat ride from Parry Sound doesn't help. As I went out to secure my boat, I noticed the clouds coming in. Looks like a big one, as I went in and turned on the marine radio. Since my inlet is protected, and I can't see the open water, I didn't know the current conditions. I was shocked when they said the waves were already six to ten feet. The wind was strong, about forty knots. Those kids will be in for a wild ride tonight. I went to bed about ten, and fell quickly asleep.

About four, I woke up to hear the wind howling. I got up and scanned the island for the campers with my binoculars, but couldn't make out anything in the dark and the driving rain. I decided to stay up, and went and got my rain gear ready. Just after sunrise, I woke up. The wind was still blowing, and I was even getting three-foot waves in my channel. I looked across and seen four people huddled on top of the island, with the remnants of a tent wrapped around them. Just then the phone rang. I answered to hear Jason say "Well, they've problems guy, one of them set the cottage on fire, probably for heat, and I seen two of the guys trying to paddle off towards your main cottage." I thanked him for the info, and pulled my rain gear on. The cottage meant nothing, I've been meaning to burn it all damn summer, just never got around to it. I grabbed the radio, telling Jason to put it on channel one, in case I need help.

I went through the junipers to the main cottage. I thought I heard something break. I said to myself, "Great, they bust open a fucking window when the front door is fucking unlocked." I came around the side, and wasn't at all surprised to see that that's what happened. I went to the back door and entered. There I was surprised, as one of the guys was on the floor, holding his leg, as the other guy was holding the first guys arm. They didn't see me yet, as I looked at the pool of blood on the floor underneath the window.

I spoke, "You should have tried the front door, asshole, it was unlocked."

The one that was cut, shouted back "Fuck you, you bastard."

His friend followed with "I tried to tell him to try the door, but he wouldn't listen."

This is good, a little bit of friction. I knelt down and looked at his wounds, he recoiled at first, until I said "Settle down, fuzz nuts. I ain't going to kill you, or even have you arrested, although I should." His wounds were deep, definitely needed stitching. But getting the coast guard here will take hours in this weather, and not life threatening enough for helicopter evacuation. I turned to his freind, "What's the meaning of breaking into one of my cabins?"

He swallowed hard, and said "I think two of the girls are suffering from hypothermia, we were hoping to get dry blankets."

I took my radio, "Jason?"

It squawked back "Yeah Mr. Stanford?"

"I'll need your help."

"Okay, what?"

"There are at least two girls on the island at that campsite suffering from hypothermia, get 'em off and bring them over to my main cottage, shouldn't be too difficult. You'll need whatever medical bag you got, I got a kid with major lacerations that need stitched up. You ever done that before?"

He answered with a chuckle, and said "Yeah, give me a half-hour, those waves are still strong."

I wrapped the kid's wounds up, and had his friend start a fire in the fireplace. Found his name is Paul. The cut kid's name is Claude, a Quebecer. Both are students at Toronto University. Claude and his brother Jean, the dumbass I talked to yesterday, are dating a couple of girls in the group. So is Paul. One of the girls suffering hypothermia is his girlfriend.

About an hour later, Jason's boat docked to my wharf. I went out with Paul and helped his friends ashore. All were wrapped in blankets, and quite wet. I didn't see the other male, and asked Jason, "Where's the other boy?"

He smiled and pointed down on the floor. "He got a bit rude," he said, "So I had to make him go to sleep?" He picked him up under his arms, and I his legs, and we carried him inside.

The girls were all sitting around the fireplace, except two that were laying down. I went over to them, checking them out. Both wrapped in blankets, but with wet clothes on. I turned to one of the girls, and asked "What's your name?"

She said "April, sir."

I asked "Any nurses among you?" They all shook their heads no. I sighed, they won't be much help.

"Okay April, these two are in the early parts of hypothermia, you and the other girls help them up and follow me." They did like I said.

Claude reached up and grabbed my arm, saying "Hey, what the fuck you doing with my girls, and what about me, you son-of-a..." His words ended as I clobbered him in the forehead, his unconscious body crumpling to the floor. I turned and motioned the girls to follow.

We entered a bedroom with two full beds. As I started to turn the covers down, I turned to April and said, "Get them undressed, and the rest of you, as well." They hesitated, "Come on, if you ladies want to get warmed up, not to mention to help your friends." They dropped their blankets, and two started undressing the sick girls. I spoke again. "Okay, once you're nude, I want each of them in a bed, then two of you in each bed with them. To combat hypothermia, you need to share body heat. The girl not in bed will get into these dressers and find some warm clothes for you all." I turned and left, just as I seen the wet bra's come off of the patients, nice set of tits.

I entered the living room, finding Jean starting to wake up. Jason was over Claude, checking out his wounds, while Paul watched. Claude was regaining conscious, just as the power went out. Since it was now late morning, I wasn't worried, but glad I had the fireplace going full tilt. I went and turned the propane heater on as well, adding more heat to the cottage. Jean and Claude were speaking in French. Glad I had Jason along, as they were talking, he suddenly shouted out something in French as well, silencing them both. Jason spoke in English, "Mr. Stafford, you’re right, I'll need to close these wounds."

"Very well, let's lay him on the kitchen table."

He started to protest, and Jean started to get up, when Paul shouted at both of them "You dumb fucking frogs, do as they say." More French, and more silence when Jason jumped in. Paul and Jason dragged Claude into the kitchen and pulled him onto the table.

I spoke to Jean, "Come on, lets get that window covered better." He hesitated, "Move it, frog." I pulled him outside, and we went to a shed. I had him enter before me, not trusting him one fucking bit.

I had him pick up an old shutter, we put them on the windows in the winter, and had him go and place it over the window. Once covered, we went back inside. I was met with a scream, as Jason started to do some stitching. Jason shouted "Shut up, I've done this plenty of times, and you're being a pussy."

A female voice answered back "Don't put us pussies down, bub!" I looked to see one of the girls, dressed in a oversize sweatpants and sweatshirt, standing in the corner. I chuckled at her comment.

I asked her, "What's your name?"

She answered "Nancy."

"Okay Nancy, let's see what soup we can get going. You all could use some." We rummaged through the pantry, me admiring for the first time her shoulder length black hair, and trying to guess how much she was filling out that sweatshirt in the chest. She was only about five-foot, so a good foot shorter than I.

We found four cans of chicken noodle soup, and a can of chicken rice. We started the stove and she got it going. I then remembered about the others clothes, and excused myself. I went to the bedroom door and knocked, identifying myself. I heard April shout out to come on in. Entering, I seen her head sticking out of the covers, the others all underneath. I said "I'm gathering your clothes, I'll be hanging them over the fire." She thanked me, and I heard some other muffled thanks from underneath the covers of the two beds. I asked, "How they doing?"

She said "Not sure, sir?"

With that, I went over to her and knelt at the edge of the bed. I turned the covers down to see the heads of all three girls. The sick one was asleep, I felt her pulse, it was about normal, and her skin felt warmer than before. The other girl had pulled down the blanket to cover her breasts, revealing her friends, as well as Aprils' nice size racks. I kept the smile to myself, and turned and checked on the other girl. This one was shivering, giving me some concern. The two girls with her had scared looks on their faces.

I said "Start rubbing her body, not too rough, if she doesn't stop shivering in a half-hour, you'll have to lay her on top of one of you, and the other on top of her, then we'll add another body with you." I got up and left, picking up their wet clothes, as I heard them starting to caress their friend.

By the fireplace, I called Nancy over, and she helped me put up the clothes line and hang the clothes by the fireplace and propane heater. My grandmother rigged this set up years ago, this way we could dry clothes that had gotten wet when we couldn't hang them up outside.

Back in the kitchen, Jason was finishing up. I noticed Jean on the floor. I asked "You didn't"

He laughed "No, he passed out on his own, so has his brother, but most do when they get stitched up."

I looked at Paul, finally noticing his wet clothes. "Shit Paul, you get those clothes off, and Jean and Claude’s as well, I'll try finding some sweats for you three." He started peeling, as I went to another bedroom. I heard Nancy give a wolf whistle, as she entered the kitchen as I passed her.

He replied, "Just shut up and help me get his clothes off."

I found three pair of sweats in my son-in-laws room. Going back to the kitchen, Jean was sort of waking up, not realizing he was butt-naked. So was Paul, as was Claude, who now sported thirty stitches in his upper thigh, and another twenty on his forearm.

Nancy was standing back, with a big grin on her face, as I threw Paul some clothes. Nancy took a sweatshirt and pulled it over Jeans head. He resisted at first, until she told him to knock it off.

Paul asked, "How’s my girlfriend?"

I replied "Which one is that?" He said the redhead, that’s the one still having problems. I said, "Follow me." We went into the bedroom, the girl with April was awake, and speaking, although not very well. She was shocked to see me, but April said "Don't worry Jill, thanks to Beth, he already got a good look at your tits." I went over to the other bed and pulled the covers back. The girls had the sick one sandwiched, she was still shivering, but not as bad.

Her skin was still quite cool, so I turned to Paul, "Get those clothes off and get in." The other two girls started to protest, but April silenced them. Paul stripped slowly before he eased himself into the bed with the other three girls.

One of them said "Don't get too comfy, Paul!" He frowned, as I turned to the other bed.

I asked Jill, "How you feeling? Warmed up any?"

She replied "Yes sir."

I then said "Okay, April, you and Beth can get out and get some clothes on, then one of you can clean up the glass that dickhead broke."

Beth said "What about Paul?"

April scolded her, saying, "Quit being a baby, Beth, he's more interested in his girlfriend than you're scrawny ass."

I left the room, with those two calling each other names. Nancy was in the living room, checking on the clothes, she looked at me, upon hearing the name calling, with a puzzled look on her face. I wasn't in a mood for settling young stupid females, so I went on into the kitchen. Claude was sitting up, with a glass of whiskey in his hand, sipping it. His face had a groggy look. Jason asked about the girls, I told him that the one is out of the woods, the other is still having problems. He asked about getting the authorities, but I dismissed it, saying she's coming around.

I went to my cabin and checked on the weather. It called for sustained winds for the next twelve hours. Great, looks like we'll be babysitting. I turned on the marine radio, and heard chattering about finding a small launch and some canoes floating into the bay. Shit, guess I'll have to contact the authorities. I called the coast guard base, gave a description of the canoes and the launch. They were a match. They also found tent bags and clothing floating, hence the search. Seems a couple of parents heard the reports and were already on their way. At least the morons registered before heading out. I said all were accounted for, and that one had lacerations, and two had hypothermia, both stable. They asked if evacuation was necessary, I said it was up to them. They had me stand-by.

An hour later, they came back and said that they've had a rash of calls, since we're okay, they'll come out tomorrow and pick up any that want to return. They said they would notify their parents of their safety. I acknowledged and returned to the main cottage. I told the others, couldn't help but notice that Nancy and Jason had gotten buddy-buddy. She mentioned before she headed back that she wanted to see Jason's place. Okay, looks like Jason might get lucky. I told Jason the forecast. He frowned, and I told him to take a room upstairs.

The frog brothers weren't very fucking happy. They wanted off the island, and they wanted off now. Well, Jason was more than accommodating, he told them he would gladly take them to port. Now Jason does have a large boat, a forty footer, so I wasn't worried. But I was worried that these two might cause him some harm. This was solved in my mind when Nancy jumped in, asking if she could go along. Jason said sure, and Claude was shocked when he asked Beth and April if they were going with them, they told him "Hell no, we'll stay here until the storm's done." I didn't realize Beth was his girlfriend...'was' being the key word here.

So in an hour, Jason had the two men on his boat, and Nancy, and headed out into the rough bay. I figured it would take him the better part of four hours to get there and probably another four to get back. But I was happy to see their frog asses leave my property. Hope he doesn't throw their ass' overboard....then again, it wouldn't be much of a loss.

I sat in the living room, and Beth and April, soon joined by a recovered Jill, sat around reading various books and magazines that were laying around the cabin. About three I checked on the other girl, her shivering had stopped, and her body temperature had risen nicely. I had the other two girls get out of bed, finding out their names were Rachel and Sue, and get some clothes on that Nancy had found for them. I was surprised when they got out while I was standing there. Rachel, a nice looking blonde, with about c-size breasts, very firm, and a nice hour-glass figure, and Sue, a bit shorter than Rachel, but with bigger breasts that really jutted out. They both smiled at me, as they quickly grabbed some dry clothes.

I went back and sat down, the five girls talking and reading. They would ask me questions once in awhile, such as do I own all this (sort of, it's all in the family), am I married (widowed, this brought a smile from a couple of them), did I have sons,(one, and he's happily married), how old am I(58), and so on. I found that all were students at Toronto U, and that Claude had talked the girls into coming up to camp on an island, saying he does it all the time. I honestly told them that I've never seen him before, at least on any of my eight islands.

About eight, after April and Rachel threw together dinner, not bad either, I checked on the remaining girl, named Danie as I found out in conversation. She was conscious, and her and Paul both had smiles on their faces. I told them that they should get dressed and join us. Wasn't sure if they had done anything, but I wouldn't be surprised if they had. I let them get some beer out, and after each had a couple, they were all ready for some sleep. I told them to pick a room, and that I would sleep on the couch. Jason called on the marine radio about nine, saying that him and Nancy decided to stay at his place. He had a hard time telling me about it on the radio, lots of 'ums' and 'uhs'. The girls all giggled, and Sue said "Looks like Nancy is going to get laid tonight."

Paul and Danie headed back to the bedroom that she was in recuperating, April hollered out, "Guess no use any of us trying to get any sleep in that room." Danie turned and smiled, as Paul blushed. They closed the door behind them. The other girls soon headed to the other bedrooms, as I grabbed a blanket and fell fast asleep on the couch.

I slept like a log, dreaming about the girls on one occasion, my cock got so hard that I woke up. I drifted off to sleep, only to dream about a woman, couldn't even tell you what she looked like, sucking my cock. I moaned in my sleep, or at least I thought I did, as I suddenly realized that I was awake. Someone was sucking my pecker, and she had long hair, as my hands were on her head. It was dark as hell in the room, the fire having died long ago. My mystery sucker was kneeling on the floor at the side of the couch, her head under the blanket, and face buried into my crotch. She was really sucking hard, and swirling her tongue around the head of my cock. I reached down and was pleasantly surprised that whoever it was, was thoughtful enough to remove her top, as I found a tit and started squeezing it.

I felt the cum in my balls starting to boil, and she sensed it as well, as she started jerking my shaft and bobbing her head faster. Soon, I let out a light moan, as I blasted the back of her mouth with a load. A second and third spurt soon followed. She sucked me until I was dry, and as soon as my cock stopped throbbing, she was up and trotting off upstairs. I couldn't see which room she was in, but I heard her giggle, followed by the sound of a few more giggles. Seems that my guests have a strange game they're playing. My sex appetite sated, I drifted back to sleep rather quickly.

I woke up to the smell of coffee brewing, and the sound of bacon sizzling. I sat up, and realized my shorts were still down to my knees. Remembering my late-night visitor, I vowed to figure out who it was. I pulled my shorts up and went into the kitchen. All the girls, save Danie, were in there around the table, as April was frying bacon and just starting the eggs. They looked at me, all smiling. Playing along, I said, "You must have been into my cabin to find the eggs and bacon." Beth giggled, wasn't the one I heard, so I'll cross her off the list. I noticed Rachel swat her under the table.

April turned and smiled, saying "We thought we would fix you breakfast, as a sign of thanks for helping us." Sue giggled, as did Jill, neither of them sounded like my cocksucker.

I replied "Seems like I've been thanked already." April and Rachel both giggled this time, and upon hearing April, I knew who it was. I took a seat, not showing any face of knowing who it was. The girls and I ate, with them talking amongst themselves. Danie and Paul eventually made an appearance. Although Danie was rather radiant looking, Paul looked a bit worn out. The others saw this, and quickly Paul was being ribbed. The poor kid was turning red as a beet, I even threw in a few jabs.

I looked out the kitchen window and seen it was a nice day, the wind had stopped, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. After breakfast, Sue asked when I was going to have us picked up. I told her "When you want to be picked up?"

Beth spoke up, saying "Hey guys, we're here, let's stay a few more days, if Mr. Stafford don't mind."

I laughed, saying "I don't care, but you'll have to be out in four days, my daughter is coming with her family." I lied, but I didn't want too much of a good thing. The girls all said sure, and for the next four days, they laid around, cooked meals, and swam and sunned their young bodies. It didn't take long into the first day for them to ask about the sign at my wharf. It reads "Warning, nude sunbathing and swimming in the area." They asked if it was okay, and I said sure, just as long as they didn't leave the protected channel. This more for their safety than for privacy, as the current gets a bit strong. So I was treated to five young ladies, all relatively good looking, enjoying my dock and channel bare ass naked. I thoroughly enjoyed the view.

Finally, after four days it was time for them to leave. And instead of having them picked up, Jason came over with Nancy and picked us all up for the boat ride back to the harbor at Parry Sound. I don't need to mention that Jason and Nancy looked rather happy. I only talked to him once since he returned from taking the fucking frogs to town, and he was happy then, and happier now. Danie and Paul had hardly left the bedroom they were in, but April and the other girls were good about stripping the beds and putting on fresh linens. Once reaching port, the girls all gave me and Jason a kiss, as I spied Claude and Jean on the dock, with a look of envy on their faces. I smiled and waved, just before April kissed me. After she kissed me, I whispered in her ear, "Thanks for the special night time visit."

She smiled and said out loud "How did you know it was me?" Beth, Sue, Rachel and Jill broke out laughing when she said this.

I Replied "You're giggle. Now, if you girls want to all come on back, let me know.", as I gave them my business card. I was sure Nancy would be back, as their kissing of goodbye was rather intense. They all smiled, and my guests left the boat. I watched as the brothers approached them, only to be ignored by all seven girls and Paul. As I brought up the lines, I watched them walk away.

As we pulled away, watching them get into two cars, none getting in a car with Jean and Claude, I climbed up to the bridge. Jason was smiling as we made our way into the bay. I asked "Have fun?"

His smile got even bigger, "Oh yeah, she's coming up next weekend." I chuckled, and sat down in a captains chair, enjoying the ride back. My youngest daughter did make a surprise visit, arriving shortly thereafter, and I told her what happened (I left out the part about the blowjob). She thought that was nice of me, but warned me of doing it again. After all, my oldest daughter is a bit of a prude.

After a few weeks, I kept remembering the girls, thinking that they'll never come back. And I was sure they wouldn't. I seen Jason leave both weekends, coming back with Nancy. They waved every time they seen me, and they even came over one evening for a beer. Another month later, on a Monday afternoon, I get a phone call. My daughter Anne was on the line, and she didn't sound happy. She asked "Who the hell is April Clark?"

I wasn't thinking, and I replied "Okay, I give up, who is April Clark?"

This pissed her off, she continued, "Some little snot came in here, saying she lost your card, but remembered the company name, claims she spent a few days with you two months ago."

My mind sprang open, "Ohhh, that April Clark, and how is she doing?" Obviously my youngest daughter Cindy didn't tell Anne about my guests.

"That doesn't matter, she's in Steve's office right now. I want to know what you're doing with such a young girl. Christ dad, she's younger than I."

"Um Anne, are you telling me how to run my life? As I recall, you're no innocent thing there." She started to protest, but I shouted, "Hook me up with Stevens line, or I'll hang up on you're obnoxious ass."

She got the hint, as she sternly said "Yes sir." I was on hold for a short while, then the other end was picked up.

"Dad?"

"Hello Steven, you ain't going to be as bitchy as your sister are you?" I soon realized that he was on a speaker phone, as I heard Anne started cussing as she obviously left the room, slamming the door behind her.

Steve chuckled, "No dad, you know I'm not like that." He paused and said "There's a young girl here to see you."

"So I've heard, is she in the room?"

"Yes sir."

"Hello April."

"Hello Mr. Stafford, I'm sorry if I caused any problems."

I laughed saying, "No, no problems for me, what can I do for you."

"Well, some of us were wondering if we could come back up next week, since it's the last week before classes start up again."

I thought for a moment, and asked Steven "Steve, are you guys coming up?"

He replied, "We’re not planning on being up until the following weekend."

"Very well, April, come on up. Steve will give you the phone number so you can call me when you get to the harbor. How many are coming?"

"Well, we're going to come up with Nancy, she's going to stay with Jason"

Steve goes "Jason? All right, Jason."

"Enough Steve, who else April."

"Beth and Sue, and possibly one other."

"Okay, that's not bad, I can handle putting up with three of you. I'll look forward to seeing all of you. Steve, go ahead and give her whatever info she wants. Oh, and Steve, pick up the handset." I heard a click, as he did, turning off the speaker phone.

"Yeah dad."

"Listen, this isn't what you're sister thinks, but see if you can calm her down, if you can't, just tell her they'll be bouncing my bones, she deserves it."

Steve started laughing hard, "Yes dad, Anne does at that." I hung up, and sat back in the chair, a big smile on my face. All right, some young girls to ogle at again. The thought of another blow-job crossed my mind, but I quickly dished it, as Anne was right, these girls are a lot younger than I, and yes, they're probably just using me for the use of the cottage, but they'll be more than welcome to visit, at least to an extent.

Friday morning I woke up early. I went to the main cottage and got a few rooms ready for my guests. About noon, the phone rang. It was Jason, telling me he was on his way to the harbor to pick up Nancy and the other girls, seems they decided it wasn't necessary to use two boats, and I agreed. I didn't really want to use my fuel, anyway. Besides, it was Jason that was going to get pussy. I went back to work on some computer stuff, passing the time. About four, I heard the huge engines of Jason’s boat coming into my channel. I got up and made my way to the wharf in front of the main cottage. I just got there as Nancy jumped out, grabbing the lines and securing the boat. Looks like Jason has been teaching her a few things, as I watched her secure the lines properly. April and Beth emerged from the cabin, followed by Sue and another girl. Or I should say woman, this lady was much older. Long black hair, just like April, and a very nice figure, with a chest just screaming to be touched.

The girls came onto the wharf, hugging me and kissing me. The older lady came up to me, and I extended my hand to shake it. April spoke as we shook hands, "Mr. Stafford, this is my mother, Maggie Clark. Mom, this is Mr. Stafford."

I said "Please, call me Rod, Maggie." She had a twinkle in her brown eyes, something that I admired. My first thought, is that April is trying to hook me up with her mother. Looking at her, I would say she was in her early forty's, must have been pretty young to have April.

Nancy came over, gave me a hug, and said "We're going back to Jason's, I'll be here for a week as well, so we'll come over a few times." I smiled, then noticed that Jason had brought the girls bags off the boat. They jumped back on board, as I took the lines and shoved them off.

I turned to the four females and said, "Okay, lets show your mother the cottage, April." We walked up the steps and went inside. I gave her a tour of the main cottage, as well as my widower cottage. I answered all her questions she asked, including about my family, but eluded questions about my company. I found that she was a divorcee, had been since April was two, her ex had ran off with his secretary. He's on his sixth secretary/wife now. April is her only child, and she thanked me for coming to the girls rescue during the storm earlier this past summer.

We had dinner, made small talk, and the three younger girls went off into the living room, playing cards. I talked with Maggie for hours, until it was time for bed. She went to her room, and I went to my cottage, thinking that I wouldn't mind plowing into her.

The next day was wonderful, the three girls got nude and went swimming and sunning. They took the canoe and paddled around the channel for a few hours. Maggie and I sat and watched, sipping some Molson's. After her third one, and my fourth, she said "What the hell."

I replied "Huh? As I watched her pull the straps of her one-piece swimsuit down, and then the rest of the suit down her body, stepping out of it. I was mesmerized, her breasts were rather firm for her age (found out I was about right, she was forty-two), a nice set of "D"-cups, and a slim waist with well proportioned hips.

Her pussy caught my eye, it being neatly trimmed, just about a two inch wide of this hair going up along her slit, barely covering her pubic mound. "Well Rod, you going to join me for a swim?" She smiled, as she caught me looking at her bush.

I stuttered "Sure!" As I stood and stepped out of my trunks, my manhood, just starting to get aroused, swaying in the breeze. We took each others hands and walked down to the wharf. The others seen us, they in the water floating on mats. We dove in, swimming over to the others. The cold water took care of any arousal my one-eyed monster might have had.

I swam over to April, and she softly said "Enjoying my mothers company, sir?" I smiled back, a big grin on my face. The five of us played in the water the rest of the afternoon. The younger ones taking a quick feel of my manhood when the situation presented itself. Maggie did this once, as I was holding onto the mat Beth was on, she on the other side, she reached down into the clear blue water and started tugging on my cock. Good thing the water is cold, that’s all I got to say. For the most part, I behaved myself, although one time I did come up behind Maggie and while we treaded water, I reached around and gave her breasts a good squeeze.

As the sun started to set, we climbed up out of the water and dried ourselves off. Beth cooked up a quick dinner, as we ate in the buff. I explained that my late wife and I were both nudists, and my son and two youngest daughters are as well, along with their families. Maggie said it sounded like a good idea to her, as she smiled. The other girls thought it was ok, and April mentioned she would like her future husband to be open to the idea.

We sat around the fire that evening, telling stories and drinking more beer. About nine, I mentioned that I needed to drain my lizard in the outhouse. Maggie said she need to go potty as well, so she got up and we went out side to visit the outhouse together. Although the cottages have most comforts of home, indoor toilets are not one of them. I do have a great two-seater, though.

I opened the door, and said, "You first."

She looked in and replied "There are two seats, why don't you use one and I'll use one." I shrugged my shoulders and stepped inside, flipping on the light. We sat down, her on my left, as I let loose of my bladder. She did likewise, her pee hitting the bottom of the latrine like a torrent. We looked at each other and smiled, I leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips, she reciprocated by thrusting a tongue into my mouth. My bladder was empty, as was hers, but we kept on kissing.

I parted, saying "Bet you never been kissed in an outhouse before."

She replied "No, I haven't, but that’s about as far as I want to go in one, too. Why don't we go back to your cottage, the girls have drunk enough, they won't miss us."

Grinning, I said "Lets go." She wiped and we stood and opened the door, heading down the path to my cottage. We were embracing each other as we went, fondling each others bare privates.

I opened up my door and we helped each other in. We went as far as the couch, where she fell back onto it. I went to my knees and while spreading her thighs, I did a nose dive into her bush. The smell of her scent was very sweet, as I licked her clit, and moved my tongue down her slit, shoving it up her love-tunnel. She moaned her appreciation, as I wiggled my tongue, and rubbed her clit with my upper lip. My hands went to her breasts, giving them a good massage. Her hips were bucking, as my tongue was working it's magic. It was nice to know, that even though I haven't had a woman since before my wife's passing, I still knew how to please a woman.

I worked my tongue back to her clit, her moans getting louder. Taking my right hand, I worked a finger, than another, into her pussy. I couldn't believe how fucking tight she was. Damn, what a woman. Soon, she was bucking into my face, as an orgasm racked her lithe body. My face was flooded with her juices, as she rubbed her crotch all over my face.

Once her orgasm subsided, I worked my mouth up her body, kissing her tummy and breasts, finally reaching her lips. She locked her mouth onto mine, kissing me passionately, breaking our kiss to command me to fuck her. I reached down and placed the head of my cock in her slit, and gave a gentle push. She broke our kiss again, gasping at the intrusion in her cunt.

"Oh my god!" she whimpered, "You're so fuckin' big!" Damn, she mustn’t have had too much cock lately, since I'm maybe seven inches, and that’s on a good day...of course, this is a good day, since I am getting some cunt impaled on my cock. She went back to start kissing me again, as I sunk my shaft into her tight and hot box. She was very tight, tighter than what I would have thought she would have been. In the back of my mind, I was wondering what her daughter would be like.

I started pumping her gently, our lips still mashed together, my hands on her hips, her heels digging into my ass. I could feel her body starting to tense up, another orgasm was on its way, and just as she let out a muffled scream in my mouth, I blasted a load deep inside of her twat, her hips were bucking hard and strong, heels spurring my ass on, as I really pumped myself dry into her waiting cunt.

We collapsed on the couch, falling onto our sides, my cock firmly buried inside of her. She regained her breath, and told me "Thanks Rod, that’s the first time in about twenty years." Shit....no fucking wonder she was so tight. This woman is such a knock-out for her age, and she hadn't had any in two fucking decades....what’s wrong with this country? My cock wasn't asking such questions, as it was twitching at the thought of some more sex. She noticed, and said "Why don't we try your bed?" I smiled, and with my cock still inside of her, carried her off to the bedroom, falling onto my back, her twat still impaled on top of me. She sat up, and looked down at me, as she slowly rocked back and forth on my tool. I leaned up and snagged a nipple in my mouth, giving a good suck. She moaned, and rode me even harder, me thrusting up into her. It wasn't long before she was screaming like a banshee, having another mind-blowing orgasm. She collapsed forward, burying her face into my chest.

We drifted off to sleep after that one, but we weren't done for the night. Two more times she woke me up, just to suck me hard and then having me plow her cunt hard. I woke up one time in-between to pump her while she was on all fours, pounding so hard the headboard was banging against the wall. Good thing the other girls were in the main cottage.

In the morning, very late morning, she woke me with a blowjob, swallowing a very small load. She had a sad face when she seen that there wasn't much there. I told her to give me a few hours, maybe by tonight. We got up and showered and went to the main cottage. The three girls were nude sunbathing on the wharf, and as soon as they seen us, they smiled. April asked her mom, "Did you sleep well? Or did you get much sleep?"

Maggie blushed, and said "Mind you're own business, child." I smiled a big smile, as I went to the edge of the wharf and dove in, swimming for the raft. I made it in no time, and pulled myself up onto it. Laying down, I enjoyed the sun on my body. Looking at the others, I could see April and her mom talking, but with the breeze coming off the bay, I couldn't here what was being said. I dozed off for a bit, only to be woken up by movement of the raft. I looked to see Maggie standing over me, water dripping down her breasts and other parts of her body. She said "Lunch is ready, Rod, you want to eat?"

I said "Oh yeah, I'm starved." I finally realized that I hadn't eaten since last night. She leaned down as I was sitting up and gave me a kiss and a tug on my pecker, then she was off into the water, with me right after her.

I caught up to her quickly, and as we approached the wharf, and as we fondled each others bodies. If the water wasn't so damn cold, I would have fucked her there, but as it was, we were both hungry for real food. Lunch was hot dogs on the grill, made by Beth. There was lots of talking among the females, with some comments about last nights activities, but I kept a straight face and ate my lunch, ignoring the young ladies. After dinner, I announced that I was tired, no lie there, and that I would retire for a nap until dinner. April asked Maggie if she was going to help me sleep, but Beth answered that she was the reason I needed sleep. How true, I thought.

I went to my cottage and crashed on the couch, placing a pillow over my face so the light coming into the picture window didn't bother me. I was soon counting z's, dreaming pleasant dreams. One dream involved Maggie having her lips around my pecker, sucking me very expertly. As a matter of fact, it seemed just like her daughter, April. I then realized I wasn't dreaming, as my cock was indeed in someone’s mouth. I reached down and felt long hair, and assumed it was Maggie. I moaned as she flicked her tongue along the underside of my shaft, as her hand gently rubbed my scrotum. My hand was on the back of her head, my pillow still over my face. I was about there, ready to blast a load into her mouth, when I heard Maggie say, "You were only suppose to wake him up, April, not suck him dry."

I went "What the...shhhiiiit,..." as I looked to see April taking my load down her throat, and Maggie in the doorway, with a big smile on her face.

I must have a shocked look on my face, as Maggie smiled and laughed, saying, "I guess my daughter wanted a taste of what I had last night." She looked at April, who now had my cock out of her mouth, and a grin on her face, and said to her, "Come on girl, dinner is getting cold. Hope to hell you didn't waste him for me for later on."

April stood up and giggled, as she went out the door, I stood and in a daze, headed for Maggie, giving her a kiss. I said "Sorry, I thought it was you."

She laughed, saying, "Yeah, I know, I heard you say my name. I knew when she volunteered to wake you she had something up her sleeve, so I followed her down, watched her sneak in, and then watched her from the moment she started sucking you off." She smiled as she returned my kiss. Glad she wasn't pissed. We ate dinner and after a beer or two, Maggie told the others we were off for the night. We were zapped with all sort of comments as we left the main cottage, heading for another night of fun.

And fun it was. We fucked, sucked, fucked more, and sucked more, for what seemed like an eternity. I don't know how many times I drilled her sweet, tight cunt, or how many times she got off in one mind blowing orgasm after another. The last time I looked at my clock, it was two-am. We woke up late in the morning, only to start fucking again. She started by sucking on my tool, and then mounting me. She seemed to love this position, as she must have felt in control. I just laid my head back and smiled, enjoying the ride she was taking on my cock. As she was fucking my pole, I heard a boat engine, but wasn't thinking much of it, assuming it was Jason, maybe bringing Nancy over to visit the girls.

I felt my balls starting to tighten, and just as I was starting to come, I started cussing and saying such things as "Oh my god...yes...damn that’s tight..."

Then I heard a childs voice holler out, followed by footsteps running out of the room, screaming "Mommy, mommy, some lady is hurting grandpa." Ah shit, I recognized the voice right away, my grandson Thomas, Anne's youngest child, a five year-old. Maggie dove for cover, and I jumped out of bed, spurting a load across the room. I grabbed a towel we had by the bed, just as my daughter Anne came in the room. She was red in the face, and I could tell mad as hell.

She looked at Maggie and then me and said "What the hell is going on here?"

Well, that’s a fucking stupid question, and I wasn't about to answer that one, instead, I shouted back "What the fuck is it to you?" Her husband Jeff comes into room, started saying something to Anne, but stops when he sees Maggie, butt naked and on the floor, then looks at me. I look at her and say, "Well, what’s the matter you little snot, haven't you ever heard of people having sex before?" She started screaming some shit at me, totally incomprehensible. She stepped forward, and as I pushed her back into Jeff’s arms, my towel dropped. She was crying now, saying I'm ruining her children’s future by screwing around with a bunch of tramps.

Maggie stood up, hollering back, "Who the fuck you calling a tramp, you obnoxious bitch." Oh shit, a cat fight. I turned to Maggie and motioned her back onto the bed, Anne started yelling I shouldn't be doing this, it's not right, that I shouldn't have sex in her mothers bed.

Well, I had enough, as I said "You're being awful self-righteous for a person that got caught in her parents bed with the two goalies from her high school hockey team when she was only sixteen."

That wasn't nice, although Maggie got a kick out of it. Anne started bawling, and Jeff goes "What goalies? You said you were a virgin when we started dating!" Oh shit, more trouble. Anne rushed out the door, her hands in her face, and Jeff started after her.

I stopped him, yelling "Jeff, come here...now, damn you!" He stopped in his tracks, his face red with anger. I whispered to him, "You will not bring that up with her, or I'll bring up the little problem you had with one of our office girls a few years back when Anne was in the hospital having Thomas." He shot me a surprised look. I continued "Yeah, I know about it, as well as a few other incidents you've had the last few years. I'm not going to condemn you, since I know my daughter Anne is not that willing of a partner in the sack." Another look "I know that, because she complained to her mother as well as her sisters that you want it more than once a month, with that, I don't blame you, okay?"

He relaxed, and said "Yes sir."

"Now go and comfort her, and don't be an asshole." He swallowed hard, and went on after Anne. Just as he went out the door, April, Beth and Sue came in, with their clothes on, and with their gear.

I said "Why you down here?"

April spoke, saying "You're daughter told us to get the fuck out and get dressed as soon as she landed."

I sighed, and said, "Okay, the couch folds out to a bed, one can sleep there, the other two in the other bedroom."

We ate dinner in silence, not a word was spoken. Anne and Jeff and their three kids stayed up at the main cottage. I called Steven and talked to him, he had a hell of a time not trying to laugh. Told me not to worry about Anne, she deserves it anyway. And he did say he warned her not to interfere with my life. I hung up, reassured from talking with my oldest.

About eight, I had Maggie get dressed, and her and I walked up to the main cottage. I didn't even bother knocking, as it all is still my property. Anne was sitting on the couch, with Jeff, and the kids were laying around the room. Anne looked at me, then told the kids to go to their rooms. Once they were out of sight, I asked "Calmed down yet, dear?"

She had a frown on her face, and said "Yes sir."

"Now Anne, I'm sorry if you're upset with what I do with my life," I started, in a calm voice,""But, it is my life, and I will run it as I do please, just as I do with the family company, understand?"

She glared, and said "Yes sir."

"Good," I replied, "Now, let me introduce the lady I've been seeing this week, her name is Maggie Clark, Maggie, this is my daughter Anne, and her husband Jeff Mantern."

Maggie nodded her head to both, and said "Please to meet you." Jeff responded with a similar reply, but Anne, the ever pig-headed one, just nodded.

She then spoke, asking "You're not going to bring her into the company, are you?" I about died, I also got red in the face and quite pissed off, but Maggie stepped in.

Maggie laughed and said "I doubt if he can pay me enough, as I already have a very good job, I don't want a pay cut."

Anne looked at her, and said "Oh really, and just where do you work?" I'm thinking, you know, I don't even know the answer to that one, this could be good.

Maggie looks at her, and says, "Allow me to fully introduce myself, my name is Dr Margaret Clark, I am the assistant head of the psychological staff at a Toronto hospital, my father is the Honorable ______ _______, you may have heard of him."

Anne swallowed hard, Jeff let out a low whistle, and I broke out laughing, giving her a hug. Yeah, I heard of him, he's a judge, one of the biggest names in Toronto. I also have heard of her, just didn't make the connection. As a matter of fact, I've played golf with her dad at a charity fundraiser years ago, before he was appointed judge. Then Maggie continued talking, letting her professional training take effect. In about twenty minutes, she had finished, and Anne was in tears and apologizing to me for being a rotten daughter. We ended up hugging, and Maggie and I left them, heading back to my cottage.

When we were about there, I made the comment, "Guess I couldn't afford to hire you, huh?"

She smiled and turned to me, grabbing my crotch, she said as she kissed me, "I have no interest in being hired by you, no. And I knew you were not concerned about me trying to hone in on your family company."

I asked "How could you tell?"

She answered me, saying with a smile "Because you were too busy fucking my brains out, that’s why?"

I laughed with her, as we entered my cabin. We went to bed, had a good time screwing, and fell asleep happy. The next morning, we got up, had breakfast, and went out and we laid in the morning sun, waiting for it to warm up enough to go swimming. Just as it was about warm enough, here comes Anne and Jeff, with their three children, all bare-ass naked. Anne had gotten out of nudism years ago, saying it wasn't moral enough for her. I looked at her, and smiled, she smiled back, and her three boys, ages 4, 6, and 8, jumped in the water, playing and splashing.

Anne and Jeff came and sat next to Maggie and I, and Anne again said she was sorry. Maggie quieted her, and told her not to worry, giving her a hug and all. April, Beth and Sue, after stripping out of their bikinis, jumped in with the boys, splashing them and having them chase after them in the water. The rest of the day was very pleasant, and Maggie and Anne talked plenty, while Jeff and I sat back, drank some Molsons and watched the bare bodies of the girls as they swam and sunned.

We had dinner together, the girls fixing it for all, and afterwards, Anne spoke, saying "Well, we're heading back to Toronto in the morning, it is a bit small in dads cottage, why don't the girls stay in ours for the night."

I said sure, as I looked at Jeff, who had a look of despair on his face. I knew that he wasn't getting that much from Anne, and now he has to be under the same roof with three young ladies with nice bodies, he was going to be in misery.

We talked until late, the boys were taken to the main cottage and put to sleep by Sue and Beth, April went up later. Finally, Anne and Jeff left, leaving Maggie and I up to our own devices. We only made love once, I guess I had gotten too emotionally exhausted due to Anne's visit. My youngest grandson, Thomas, came in to my room about nine in the morning, waking us up, saying we'll be late for breakfast. We climbed out of bed, noticing that he was naked as the day he was born. We followed him up to his cottage, and had breakfast. Anne had made a big layout of food, and she seemed very happy this morning, I also noticed that Jeff had a big smile on his face.

After breakfast, I helped Jeff get things packed and load up the boat, noticing he was actually whistling. After we said our good-byes, we watched as they rounded the island and headed out to the harbor of Parry Sound. All five of us went and sat on the edge of the wharf, Maggie up next to me on my right, April on my left, and Sue and Beth next to her. April said "They sure did calm down after Mom talked to them."

Maggie said "More like after I talked to Anne."

I said, "Well, seemed like it had a positive effect on Jeff as well." The three girls started laughing.

I looked at them, shocked, as I thought the worse, saying "You didn't?"

Maggie added "God April, none of you girls didn't seduce Jeff, did you?"

April answered, "No mom, he was too busy with Anne."

I said "God, looking at you girls all day, he must have screwed her silly last night."

Beth chimed in "Well, she was doing most of the talking when they were going at it, surprised she didn't wake the boys."

Sue added "Yeah, telling Jeff to hurry up and get it hard again, that was pretty funny." I about died, my daughter finally let loose again. The girls added more comments about last night, but I just smiled and looked out across the water.

Eventually, I got up and told the others that I needed a nap, Maggie said she would join me, and we told the girls we would have lunch by ourselves, and to wake us for dinner. We ate and talked over some sandwiches and beer. Maggie asked me some questions about myself, and I did the same with her. We didn't ever get to take our nap. Found out we have more in common than just fucking our brains out. By this time, we were cuddled on the couch, when I asked her if she was looking for a commitment. She asked if this was a bit early, and I told her to relax, we can date for awhile, even others if she so wishes. As she stroked my cock, she told me she wanted to think about it.

Then she said, "I'm done thinking, do you want to just shack up, or you want my father to marry us."

I said, "Whatever you prefer."

My heart was pounding, god yes, I couldn't ask for a better woman. She smiled, and said "lets just shack up for now, we can discuss this after dinner.

Sue came and got us for dinner, they made chicken and corn and bread. We ate heartily, and the girls cleaned up. Maggie and I sat in front of the fire for a bit. We started to discuss again our earlier conversation, until we were interrupted. All three girls came in, sitting with us. We talked for awhile, until April asked her mom if she wanted to play cards. She said sure, but I was never a big fan of cards, so I declined. Maggie started to back out as well, but I told her to go ahead. Something was wrong here, I could just sense it, but I wasn’t sure what. I did notice that they brought plenty of beer for them and Maggie.

I went on back to my cottage, to read and catch up on my work. Found about a dozen emails, all from Steve and my two younger daughters, Kim and Jane. Seemed they were curious to know what went down the last few days. I answered them all in one message, and sent another to Anne. In hers, I mentioned that Maggie and I are making a short term commitment, but not to tell her siblings. About ten, Maggie came back, with a sour look on her face. I said "What’s wrong?"

She looked at me, and said "Not sure how you'll take this, but I lost you."

My heart sank, "What do you mean, lost me?"

She started crying, as I got up to take her in my arms, I could tell she had drank a bit too much. She said "I lost you in a game of cards for the night to one of the girls." Well, that's what was bothering me earlier. I bet it wasn't a very fair game either. She told me she was suppose to bring me back up to the main cottage. I said sure, and held her hand tightly as we made our way there. Once inside, we were greeted by the other three, all smiling. I wondered who I was lost too. April answered me, by saying, "Hi Rod, as mom told you, she lost your services tonight, Sue gets to have you for her self pleasure, we're sure you'll treat her fine."

I turned to Maggie, and said "You sure you want me to go through with this?" She hugged me, and went and sat on the couch, crying.

"I don't really think this is a good idea, ladies, Maggie and I are thinking of making a commitment, and to do this..."

Maggie spoke up, "No Rod, I won't renege on my bet, you go ahead, Sue won you for the night."

I sighed, and said "Very well, come on Sue, lets go in the master bedroom."

She came forward, a bit timidly, and I took her by her hand, not looking her in the eyes. She followed me, and we entered the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. Sue wasn't the best looking of the three, a bit heavy, but not too bad, she did have the bigger set of tits, though, and her butt was nice and round. As we sat on the edge of the bed, I started kissing her neck, and reached around and started squeezing her breast, my other hand going to her crotch.

Her legs parted, but something was wrong. She was shaking, and it wasn't no orgasm. My fingers were working her slit open, as I locked my lips to hers. She had yet to move her hands, when it hit me. I pulled my hands back, looked her in the eyes, noticing them to be very wide, and asked "You're a virgin, aren't you?"

She pouted her mouth, and buried her face in my shoulder, crying, saying "Yes sir." Aw shit, I think more than one person here was set up. And I smell something rotten. I said "There, there Sue. It's okay honey, if you don't want to go through with this, you don't have to."

She said "You sure," as she leaned back, sniffling, "I mean, I want to, but if you don't want me, since I'm not the best looking thing..."

I laughed, saying "Sue, you're very pretty, you've nice breasts, better than the other two girls. Why, I'm surprised as hell that you're a virgin, I figured some lucky young stud would have gotten your cherry years ago."

She smiled, "You think so?"

I chuckled, saying "Oh yeah, most definitely."

She buried her face in my shoulder, saying "Thank you, Mr. Standford."

I said "Come, lets get comfy, I'll snuggle with you for awhile, that'll make you feel more comfortable."

She said okay, as I picked her up in my arms. I laid her down in the middle of the bed and climbed in next to her, pulling the covers over both of us. She rolled away onto her side, with me getting up next to her, my chest up against her back, and left arm over her waist holding her tightly to me, my arm under her nice breasts. My cock was firmly placed against her ass, as I kissed her cheek, asking her "Does this feel okay?"

She giggled, saying "Yes sir, it feels good, please hold me for a while."

"Okay Sue, but please call me Rod, I think we've gotten a bit intimate now, so no need to call me sir."

"Okay Rod."

I was holding on to her, my cock was feeling like it wanted to burst, when I heard some shouting in the next room. Sounds like Maggie was giving April and Beth an ear full, she finally figured it out, or one of the girls broke down and told her.

Sue rolled back over, onto her other side, facing me. "You don't think she's going to be mad at me, do you?"

I smiled, brushing her face with my hand, "For what? Coming to bed with me? No, I don't think so, since I think this was all planed by April and Beth."

"What do you mean?" Her hand moved down to my cock, rubbing the head and giving it a slight jerk.

"When you were playing cards for to win me, were you trying to win?"

Her eyes flew open, "No, as a matter of fact, I was trying to lose, but it always seemed that Beth and April always had worse hands...." she paused, then the light went off in her head, "Oh shit, those bitches lost on purpose, and they probably made sure that Mrs. Clark lost as well."

I smiled, gently massaging her left breast and nipple, adding "Yeah, seems like they did, didn't they." I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "That’s why I didn't continue with making love to you, I knew it wasn't really you're choice."

"Mrs. Clark ain't going to be mad at you, is she?"

"Not sure, it was obvious from my standpoint that I had nothing to do with this happening, but you never know when someone is mad what they'll think."

The door came open, and in walked Maggie. Sue and I both sat up, the blanket falling down to our laps, revealing both our upper bodies. She closed the door behind her, and came over to the bed, her face a bit red. I spoke "Seems as if your daughter and Beth tried pulling the wool over our eyes." She sighed, and climbed under the covers next to me.

"Those bitches knew that Sue was a virgin, and they wanted to make sure that she lost it tonight."

We sat up against the headboard, as I put an arm around each woman, and said "Well, I figured it out rather quickly, and Sue is still a virgin."

Maggie smiled, saying "Good, I would hate to think that she would lose it against her will." she paused, adding "I'm glad you are level headed, and didn't just go plowing in." She put her hand on my raging hard-on, "Although part of you probably would like to."

I laughed, saying "Yes, parts definitely do at that."

Sue spoke, asking Maggie "Mrs. Clark? Is he a good lover?"

Maggie looked at her, "Why yes, Sue, he is at that. Although that is a rather personal question."

"Well, you see, yes I am a virgin, and my few experiences with men have been a bit disturbing." She grabbed my cock, placing her hand just under Maggie's. God, I'm going to explode if they keep this up.

"What do you mean by disturbing, Sue?" Maggie asked.

"I've only dated a few guys," her head dropped down, "And they always wanted me to put out, but I never would. I would allow them to play with my breasts, and I would jerk them off, usually getting their cum all over my hands."

She was doing a good job with my cock as well, and if she wasn't careful.....

Maggie said "So you never went all the way, that’s commendable, better than what my daughter has done over the years, I'm sure."

Sue smiled, and said "Well, I was always afraid I wouldn't enjoy it, that I wanted to do it with someone that knew what they were doing." She raised her head, continuing, "They were all very inexperienced, never asked how I felt or wanted, but Rod, he's lots of experience, and um, I was wondering if...well if you wouldn't mind if I...um..."

Maggie burst out laughing, "You want Rod to go ahead and pop your cherry? To make you feel good?" She leaned over, hugging Sue, and then said "Sure, I would be honored to let you sample him, since we're not really a couple yet, anyway. Although you might think of asking him."

I finally got a word in, "Um, I think I'm up for it."

Maggie got up out of bed, "But first, I want the other two to apologize for starting this mess, you two get comfy, and I'll get them." She went to the door and opened it, looking out into the other room, she called the two in. April and Beth came in, heads hanging low. "Okay ladies, what you did wasn't nice, I want you to say you're sorry to us for your actions."

April looked at her mother, as did Beth, and they said in unison "Sorry guys, we thought it was a good idea at the time."

Sue spoke "That’s okay guys, we'll forgive you."

The two turned and left the room. Maggie came back over to the bed, after closing the door. "Okay Sue, I'll leave you with Rod for a bit, I'm sure he can teach you a few things."

"Um, Mrs. Clark? Could you, um, like, stay here with me?"

Oh shit, she's wanting an audience. Maggie answered "Well, I could, but why?"

"I'm scared I might do something wrong, and need reassuring." she replied raher meekly.

Maggie chuckled and said "Very well, but first," She grabbed my aching meat, "Lets do something about this, it needs a bit of release." She lowered her head to my crotch and started sucking my tool, motioning Sue to get closer, too.

I asked her "Have you ever sucked cock before, Sue?" I reached down and put my fingers in her slit, rubbing her button.

She sighed, "No Rod, I never did. Some guys wanted me too, though, I thought it was disgusting."

Maggie pulled her warm mouth off my prick, instructing Sue "Okay, now wrap your lips around it, and place your hand around his shaft at the base." She did as she was told. Maggie grabbed Sue's free hand and guided it to my balls, rubbing them gently, saying, "There, that’s a good rhythm, and swirl your tongue around his cock head....jerk and squeeze with your hand a bit harder, that'll get him to come faster." God is she a fast learner. I felt my cum boil, as it started to leave my balls, I moaned softly, and Maggie told her, "Okay Sue, he's about there, get ready for a mouth full of come."

I put my hand on the back of her head, and grunted loudly, "Shit...damn, ugh...oh yeah, Sue, suck on it, swallow it all honey...yeah..."

Her face lifted enough to look at my face, I could see her smiling with my cock between her lips. A bit of my come dribbled out the corner of her mouth, but Maggie leaned over and licked it off, saying "Mmmmm, good tasting stuff, huh?"

Maggie pulled my deflating cock out of her mouth, and swallowed what remained of my load. She said "That wasn't too bad, Maggie...a bit salty though." Maggie and I laughed, as Maggie lowered her head and cleaned up a small spurt that appeared at my cock tip.

Looking up at Sue, she said "Go and sit your pussy on Rod's face, he'll get you good and wet with his tongue, and I'll work on getting his cock back to it's full rigidity."

Who was I to argue, Sue climbed up my body, me kissing and squeezing her breasts as she went by. She got her bush over my face, and I grabbed her hips and lowered her down, her hands on the headboard. My tongue flicked over her clit, and she let out a moan. I heard Maggie giggle, as she sucked on my cock, working on getting me hard again. I knew it wouldn't take long, especially as I was enjoying the view of Sue's young cunt on my face. I wiped her cunt from one end to the other with my tongue, and started to gently working on her clit. She instinctively started to move her hips with the action I was doing with my mouth. I reached around her ass and stuck my thumb in her pussy, and placed the tip of my forefinger in her ass, making her shudder. Her breathing was getting heavier, and I could see her nipples getting big and hard. Speaking of big and hard, so was my cock, and Maggie must have decided that since Sue's cunt was busy getting sucked, that her cunt could do just as good a job on my cock than her mouth, as I felt her straddle my hips and lower down onto my shaft.

She rocked a bit, then leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Sue, grabbing her breasts and kissing her neck. She had her nipples between her fingers, squeezing them. I felt Sue grip my thumb with her cunt, as she bore down on my face as her body quivered, her juices gushing out as she cried out, signaling her orgasm. She turned her head to meet Maggie's lips, as they kissed, all the time Sue moaning, her body being racked by orgasmic bliss.

Finally, she started calming down, and Sue crawled off my awakened cock. Sue rolled off to my left, and I quickly got up and got on to my knees between her legs. She looked me in the eyes, as I rubbed the inside of her thighs with my hands, asking her "Are you ready?" She nodded yes, her eyes wide open, as she lowered her gaze to my cock. I took a hand under each knee and lifted her legs and pushed the, so her knees rested on her heaving breasts, spread enough so she could see me enter her.

I got up closer, and rubbed my cockhead in her slit, causing her to gasp as it hit her magic button. Maggie said "Why don't you hold on to her as I guide it in." I said okay, as I grabbed her knees, spreading them a bit wider apart. Maggie grabbed my meat and put the head of it at Sue's vaginal opening, after getting it wet with her saliva. She said "Go ahead and push a bit in, Rod. Sue, this might hurt a bit." Sue nodded as I pushed in, my cock disappeared into her hairy bush, Sue bit down on her lip, as she grunted in mild pain.

I asked "You okay?" and she nodded yes, saying "Go ahead, and shove it all in at once, it'll feel better I'm sure." I looked at Maggie, and she nodded in the affirmative, so with one push, I sank all seven inches into her, causing her to cry out, her eyes closing, mouth wide open. Maggie went to her head, massaging her breasts and kissing her lips and cheeks. She whispered something in her ear, and Sue nodded her head again.

Maggie looked up to me and said "Okay Rod, make slow strokes, so she can get use to your size. I brought my knees up to each side of her ass, and pulled my cock out slowly, then just as slow, I pushed in again. Saying she was tight is an understatement. I thought the skin was going to peel off my cock. I was gritting my teeth, as I started my next stroke, trying to get her loosened up.

She was breathing deep again, and her nipples were standing out a good half-inch. I lowered my head and took her left one between my lips, and started sucking as I started to pick up the pace a bit. Maggie got behind me, I wasn't sure what she had in mind, until I felt her tongue dance across my balls as they slapped Sue's ass. I knew her tongue must be doing something to Sue, as Sue was starting to fuck me back. Her grip was still rather strong on my cock, and I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer. I looked and saw some blood on my shaft, she wasn't lying when she said she was a virgin. She threw her head back, as she started to writhe in pleasure, gritting her teeth, she was starting to get vocal, telling me to fuck her harder and faster. Maggie stopped tonguing her asshole, it was getting too rough back there with my balls slapping away.

Sue finally came, and did she ever. I was afraid that Jason could hear her at his cabin. My cock finally spewed it's load, painting her pussy walls. I collapsed on top of her, kissing her face and lips, and she doing likewise to me. My cock was still buried in her twat, as we stretched our legs out. Maggie came up and joined us, we three kissing each other. Maggie asked "How was it?"

And Sue replied "Intense! Hope I could find some man like Rod."

Maggie smiled, "Actually, it's better when you train a lover, that way you can have more fun learning."

"Is there more to learn?"

I laughed, "Oh, I guess I can show you some more tricks, if Maggie doesn't mind."

Maggie chuckled, as she climbed out of bed, "You two go ahead and do some lessons, I'll shower and get out of your way, maybe I'll come back later on."

My cock twitched. Sue responded to that, by saying "Give me a few hours, and I'll try not to wear him out." She leaned up and put her arms around my neck, kissing me.

"Okay Sue, I'll give you three hours, then I'll send in the Calvary."

I heard the door open to the bathroom, as Maggie went in. We started moving our hips again, and I feasted on her breasts as I started pumping her at a faster pace. I heard the shower startup, just as Sue started to moan. By the time Maggie came out of the bathroom, Sue was on all fours, and I was behind her, drilling her cunt hard and fast, her breasts swaying underneath her, head arched up and reaching another orgasm. For the next three hours, we fucked non-stop. Her cunt stayed mighty tight, as I pumped away. When our time was up, the door opened, as Maggie came in, finding Sue riding my face as she sucked my cock. Sue looked up, asking "Time's up?"

Maggie smiled, and looked at me and asked "How you doing, Rod?"

I smiled and replied "Not bad, but getting a bit tired. Not as young as she is."

Maggie climbed onto the bed, her face near my cock, along with Sue's. She reached and grabbed my swollen member, and asked Sue, "Have you learned anything tonight?"

Sue took my cock out of her mouth, as she kept on jerking my meat, along with Maggie, and said "Oh yes, Maggie. And Rod has been a wonderful teacher. As a matter of fact, I think he's about to get me off again with his tongue."

Maggie giggled, and switched around so she was by my face. As I worked on Sue's clit with my tongue, Maggie started reaming her asshole with hers. This caused Sue to hit her peak, as she let out a wail as she came on my face. My cock erupted, sending a load into her open mouth, and another hitting her forehead. Sue collapsed on top of me, as Maggie licked my face clean. She then licked Sue's cunt, sucking our combined juices out of her vagina. She was making loud slurping noises as she did it, and I was amazed as I felt my cock twitch. Sue was still jerking my shaft, and soon, I felt like I was plenty hard. I rolled Sue off to my side, and got onto my knees.

I said to Maggie, "Lean up against the headboard." As I grabbed Sue by her hips and brought her up onto all fours, with me behind her, and her face in Maggie's snatch. Maggie grabbed her head and guided her face to where she wanted worked on.

"Ohh, Sue, yeah, right there, keep sucking my clit, honey....go ahead and push a few fingers up my cunt..." I already had my dong in side of Sue, and with a firm grip on her waist, I was pumping away. Maggie had her head thrown back, and eyes closed, as she was getting into having her twat ate. Sue's cunt hadn't lost any tightness, as her cunt felt like a vise on my cock. Soon, Maggie had her turn to wail, as she came, her breasts heaving from her rapid breathing. Sue also stiffened, as she came, making muffled moans into Maggie's bush. I pulled out of her snatch, and rolled her away. Laying on my back, Maggie climbed up and engulfed my cock with her cunt.

I leaned my head up to suck on a tit, as she told Sue, "Okay honey, your lessons are done. Why don't you take a shower and go join the others. I'll take care of Rod." And that she did. She fucked me hard for about twenty minutes, sensing when I was about to come, she would stop, and tease me and start up again.

Sue came out of the shower, watched us briefly, then went on out of the room. Finally, I gripped Maggie’s hips and slammed her down on my lap, my cock erupting one last time deep in her pussy. She was sent into another orgasm as well, as she announced to the world that she was coming. She laid out on top of me, and we started drifting off to sleep. We were so fucked out, that we slept until daylight, her on top the whole night. I woke up a few times with my rock hard cock still imbedded in her cunt, her bucking her hips in her sleep. She kept me hard like that all fucking night, without her even knowing it, from what she told me later.

In the morning, we talked, and decided that we would go to my cottage for the rest of the week. Maggie told the girls to leave us alone. April and Beth were saddened, as I think they wanted to try my cock as well. But Maggie told them no, that I was hers and hers alone. That was four years ago, and we are still together. We look back on that week and smile. We never have added anyone else to our sex life, don't need to. Sue found a guy within a year, a doctor, and is now married. As are Beth and April. We all still vacation together at the cottage, and their spouses, along with my children and their spouses, still go with out clothes when we're there. I'm sure April and the girls have more stories to tell, maybe someday I'll get them to write them.

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