"Turn over, Pete."

Hank fucked Peter Walker, enjoying the look and feel of his cock going in and out of the young man's tight ass. Hank's wife Veevee stroked Peter's hard cock and drizzled lube on his ass while Peter's girlfriend Sandy cradled Peter's blond head in her lap.

Veevee leaned up and licked Hank's ear with a wet tongue tip, teasing him. "Been a little while since I've seen you get off in a man's ass. Pete's close too."

Hank slowed to a stop, his cock still inside Peter. He whispered back to Veevee, "I wanna see him shoot." Hank raised his voice a bit. "Gonna turn you over, Pete, if that's all right."

"Uh-huh," Peter said.

"Throw something on the floor for us, hon." Hank said to Veevee. Hank eased back, and his cock popped out of Peter's ass with a "pfft!".

Peter sighed. "Yeah," he said.

Veevee spread a towel on the carpeted floor of the cruise ship's cabin.

Hank helped Peter down to the floor. Peter lay on his back, breathing quickly. His skin was flushed pink, and his blond hair was damp at the roots. His balls were clenched tight to the root of his shaft, and his slim cock was hard and oozing fluid.

Veevee dripped more lube onto Hank's condom. She looked down at Peter and stroked his hair. "Having a good time, Pete?" she asked.

"Uh-huh."

Veevee laughed. "Ready for Hank again?" she asked.

"Yeah," Peter said.

Sandy laughed. She leaned down toward Peter from the couch. "I love it when you get so you can barely talk," she said.

"Uh," Peter said.

Sandy got down and sat next to Peter's head. She held his hand and watched as Hank got ready.

Hank spread Peter's legs and pulled his knees up and back.

"Oh fuck," Peter said as Hank entered him again. "Ah," he sighed. His face relaxed when Hank was fully in.

"Oh, honey," Veevee whispered to Hank. "That's beautiful, seeing his cock so hard with yours up inside him." She sat down next to Sandy and hugged her impulsively. "Peter's so beautiful, all naked and hard, Sandy honey."

"I like him that way," Sandy said. She hugged Veevee back with the hand that wasn't holding Peter's.

Veevee released Sandy and started masturbating unashamedly, watching her husband fuck Sandy's boyfriend. "Oh yes," she murmured.

"Can you do me too?" Sandy asked.

Veevee curled her other hand into Sandy's blonde-furred pussy and opened its lips. Wet, wet, wet. "Sure honey," she said.

Sandy put her arm around Veevee's shoulders as they sat side by side. "Ooh!" she cried as Veevee's fingers found her clit. Sandy squeezed Peter's hand.

Peter looked up at her and squeezed back. He smiled, seeing what Veevee was doing to her.

"Okay Pete, let's take it on home," Hank said. He quickened his strokes and felt Peter's ass squeeze down on his shaft. He watched Peter's face and shoulders for signs that the young man was getting close. Another twitch from Peter's ass caught Hank by surprise and took him to the point of no return. "Shoot, gonna come..." he said.

Peter looked up. Hank was groaning, straining forward on the edge of orgasm. "Oh!" Peter said as he felt Hank's cock swell inside his ass. A whimper to his side made him look round. Hank's wife Veevee caught his eyes. Her face was transformed with lust, her fingers working in her pussy and Sandy's. She started to smile at Peter, then closed her eyes and threw her head back as she started coming.

"Ah!" Hank groaned as he started coming. He bucked his cock deep into Peter's ass as he shot into his condom.

Sandy squeezed Peter's hand. He looked into her eyes and came hard, moaning, twisting on Hank's thrusting cock, rolling his shoulders on the ground. Jets of come spurted into the air and landed on his chest and belly.

Peter looked up at a new face that had stepped into his vision. Smiling down at him, framed by blonde hair, above a pair of small breasts with erect nipples. His cock twitched.

"Hi mom," he said.