Peter takes his turn, then Hank.

Peter's parents Jim and Sally, flushed pink and smiling, came through the bedroom door into the front room of the cruise ship cabin. Right behind them was Sandy Wise, Peter's girlfriend.

Hank raised a finger to his lips to quiet the new arrivals, pointing to Peter. The new college graduate was on top of Hank's wife Veevee, thrusting away steadily as Veevee rocked her hips up to meet him. Her knees were spread wide to welcome his penis deep inside her hungry vagina.

Hank greeted Sally with a kiss and Jim with a squeeze on his cock. Jim's soft, cunt-smeared shaft throbbed and swelled as Hank gave it a handshake. Jim's hand was warm on Hank's own hard cock. Sandy smiled at Hank as he nodded hello.

"He been a good boy?" Jim asked in a low voice.

"Oh yeah," Hank replied. "Soaking it all up with a big smile."

Veevee's face beamed up with a broad smile at Peter, "You're doing me good, lover boy," she said. "Mm-hm, mm-hm! Oh right up there. Like that. OH fuck, ahhh, ahhh. Uh-huh."

Peter gazed into her eyes, enchanted. "Uh-huh," he echoed back.

"Veevee loves riding on a fresh new cock," Sally said quietly. "I'm glad she's enjoying Peter."

"Yeah," Hank said with a smile.

"Peter's peter," Sandy said with a smirk. "I like it too." The young blonde put a hand on her hip.

There was a moment of quiet, with only Peter and Veevee making noise as the others watched and listened. The young blond man whimpered with pleasure as he plowed his cock into the randy older woman. She urged him on with words and happy little noises.

Sandy dropped to her knees to look into Peter and Veevee's faces. "Hi handsome, you're looking like a real stud," she told her boyfriend. "It's like, Caution! Penis at work!"

"You want him back?" Veevee laughed. "Oooh! Oh Peter," she sighed.

Peter's strokes slowed as his eyes focused on Sandy's face. "Sandy," he said dreamily.

"Not yet, he looks lost in Sex Dreamland," Sandy said to Veevee. "Hey handsome, how does it feel fucking your best friend's mom?" she asked Peter. "Does it make you wanna come?"

"It better!" said Veevee, rolling her hips up at Peter.

"Uhhh," sighed Peter. He sped up his thrusts to meet her rhythm.

"I think it's fucking hot that you're porking Gary's mom," Sandy said. "Right, Mrs. Menard?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Veevee responded. "Yes, Peter!" Her face was flushed pink.

Sandy stroked Peter's damp blond hair. "I wanna see you come." She rubbed his pink buttocks as they rose up and down. "Fuck yeah, give it to her." She nibbled his ear.

"Ah, AH!" Peter cried out.

Sandy took Peter's chin in her hand and turned his face to her, then curled her hands around his head and kissed him hard.

"MmmmmmMMMMM!" Peter moaned. His steady thrusts into Veevee were getting jerky and ragged.

Sandy pressed her kiss, bringing her tongue into the act, licking open his lips. Peter responded with his own tongue, but was too distracted to win the tongue battle. Sandy thrust her tongue into his mouth.

"MmmmMMMM!" Peter moaned again.

Veevee tilted her head up and lightly bit his untouched ear.

Peter bucked his hips into Veevee, his orgasmic moan stifled by Sandy's hard kiss. "AuummmmmMM! MMM! MMMM!"

Sandy pulled back her head and laughed as she watched her boyfriend come. Peter's head fell to Veevee's chest, his cheek resting on Veevee's breasts as his hips pumped away hard and fast.

"Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!" Peter panted out, his mouth free.

"Yeah, lover, let me feel it!" Veevee said. "Oh yes, yes."

"Yes!" Hank whispered from a few steps away. Sally squeezed his cock and Hank sighed. Her other hand was on her husband Jim's penis. She was squeezing them and stroking them with her thumbs as they stood watching the scene. Jim's quick recovery had restored his erection. Hank was oozing clear, slippery precum onto his broad cock head.

Hank trembled with excitement.

"Jim, help Peter up and off," Sally said. "Hank's raring to go."

Jim stepped forward and helped Sandy to guide Peter off Hank's wife.

Veevee looked at Hank with a sparkle in her eyes. "Take me, honey," she said. "Fuck me over the moon."

Hank looked down at his wife. She was flushed, damp and sweaty from sex with Jim and Sally's son, her legs splayed wide, the bright pink inner lips of her pussy swollen and oozing Peter's come. "Yes!" he said. Hank's cock throbbed harder, bolstered by the memory of the first time he'd put it to his future wife. Veevee had begged Hank to climb on right after her steady boyfriend had finished.

"So do her already!" Sally said. She slapped Hank's butt.

In two steps Hank had mounted his wife and plunged deep inside her, extra hot and wet around his cock.

"Yes!" Veevee cried out.

"Unh!" Hank grunted. The world went away, all but the couch, his woman wet and open for him, and their hot, slick connection. When Veevee came, her fingers clutching hard on his forearms, he felt the pulsing of her orgasmic spasms around his cock. Now, it was now for him too. A glowing golden fire built at the base of his spine and exploded out and forward and into his beloved as she clutched and cried and bucked under him. The glow spread across his body, taking his breath and roaring in his ears. The golden glow scattered into a million drops of fire in his eyes, and he passed out.

He came to with his head in Veevee's lap, and his body still feeling a faint, pleasurable tingle all over.

"H-how long?" he asked her. "Where are the others?"