Sally's finger in Bryan's ass

Peter Walker stepped out of the bathroom to see his dad Jim standing next to Hank Menard in the front room of his family's cruise ship suite. Hank was wearing a Hawaiian shirt with hula girls and surfers over a pair of shorts, while Jim wore a striped polo with an anchor logo. Peter's girlfriend Sandy, still as nude as she'd been all night, was sitting by the telephone holding a room service breakfast order form.

"Hi Dad, Hank!" he said.

"Hi son," Jim said. "Hungry?"

"Getting there," Peter said.

"Sandy told me you all got fucked but good last night, Pete. Congratulations! What kind of breakfast should we order to celebrate your big night together?" Hank asked.

"Anything's good," Peter said. "Anything, everything."

Sandy raised her eyebrows at Hank and pointed to the room-service breakfast order form she had penciled an order onto.

Jim leaned down over Sandy's bare golden breasts and surveyed the form. "Another one of those. Second pot of coffee. Mimosas."

"Mimosas?" Sandy asked.

"Champagne and orange juice. Traditional breakfast after a wedding night," Jim said.

"Or after a night when you've fucked like a wedding night," Hank said with a smile. "A whole pineapple. A couple of mangoes. People say peaches are a sexy fruit, but wow, I'd pick a ripe mango. Don't tell Veevee I told you," he said to Sandy. "She's a peach girl all the way."

"Coupl'a melons," Jim added. "This one and that one." He pointed them out on the order form.

"If we eat all that, we'll be back in bed till noon!" Sandy protested.

Jim and Hank raised their eyebrows at her.

"Oh?" she said, then "Oh!" and laughed out loud.

"Let me take another look," Hank said.

A moan from the open bedroom door captured Peter's attention as the others bantered over the breakfast menu. Peter smiled to hear Kathryn's voice raised in pleasure again. He stepped to the door to see the other four members of their extended party -- not counting Amber, but she was ship's crew -- draped over each other on the disarranged, come-stained bedclothes.

Bryan was lying on his back, eye-to-eye with his girlfriend Kathryn. Kathryn was bent over the bed, resting on her elbows with her feet on the floor. The young brunette wore only her bra, her panties round her ankles. Hank's wife Veevee, still dressed in a casual white sundress and white tennis shoes, kneeled behind Kathryn. Veevee spread Kathryn's buttocks with one hand and rested the other on her shoulder. Veevee sucked on Kathryn's pussy lips from behind, drawing moans and sighs from the younger woman. Peter saw his mother Sally had cast aside her top but still wore shorts and pink tennis shoes. Sally knelt between Bryan's legs, sucking the tall, slim young man's cock head steadily while she slid her hands slowly up and down his shaft. An occasional wet slurp came from Sally's lips as she pleasured Kathryn's young boyfriend.

Sally raised her head and took a deep breath, then looked Bryan in the face and wet a forefinger in her mouth.

Bryan shook his head. "Pinky only," he said. "Anything bigger than that I'm not comfortable with." But Bryan spread his legs wider and tilted his hips back to expose his butthole to Sally.

Sally smiled. "That's fine," she said. "Maybe we want something more slippery than just good old spit, then." She looked around and saw Peter watching from the doorway. "Peter darling, will you be a doll and get my purse?" she asked.

"Sure mom," he said. He picked up her nylon travel purse from the corner table in the front room and brought it to his mother.

Sally snapped open a side pocket of her purse and selected a tube with a slim, long-nosed applicator nozzle. She broke the seal and smiled at Bryan. "I'll start with my pinky," she said. "But you may find that the right lubricant will let you be comfortable with something a little bigger." She handed the tube to Peter. "Would you give Bryan a little squirt there while I get a glove on? I want to make it as smooth as I can for him."

Bryan opened his eyes wide. He wasn't sure how he felt about Peter helping out. But Veevee's insistent tongue caused Kathryn to collapse forward, pressing her lips to his as she reached a mini-climax. Bryan felt a cool trickle of liquid against his ass and faintly heard the snap of latex as his girlfriend, his dear love Kathryn, moaned out her pleasure into his mouth. He opened his lips to answer her and kissed her deeply as she quivered above him. She sighed and crumpled against him.

Veevee helped Kathryn all the way onto the bed, laying the young woman on her side facing Bryan. Veevee unfastened Kathryn's bra and pulled it off, exposing her soft, sensitive breasts. Bryan smiled at Kathryn as she breathed quickly and deeply, her face glowing pink with the heat of her climax.

A skilled hand wrapped around the base of Bryan's shaft and his cock head plunged into a hot, moist chamber. Peter's mom Sally had started sucking his cock again. The slim, gloved fingers of her other hand slid back and forth across Bryan's balls, teasing them until they tightened and rose toward his body. Sally traced her fingertips across Bryan's inner thighs, back and forth, then back to his cock root. Girls had a taint, boys had a root. Sally squirted on more slippery fluid and slid her finger lower. The smooth pad of her finger rested in the center dimple of his opening. She circled it around the ring of muscle, so slick and smooth. He felt himself relax. And oh, oh, oh, oh....

"Yes!" Bryan called out as Sally slid her finger into his ass. He felt the gentle vibrations of her laughter through her sucking lips.

Kathryn's eyes focused. "What's she doing?" she asked.

"What Jasmine does. With her finger. Ahh-hhh-hhhhhh," Bryan moaned.

Kathryn kissed Bryan's cheek. "Are you gonna come right away?" she whispered.

"Dunno," Bryan gasped. "Oh yeah." He sighed as Peter's mother worked his cock and ass.

Veevee snuggled up behind Kathryn and cupped her sensitive breast. "What a precious look on Bryan's face," she said. "Hank looks like that when I treat him that way," she confided. "Do you enjoy..." she started to ask.

There was a knock from the outer room. "Room service," a voice called.

With a squeal, Sandy fled into the bedroom and closed the door, leaving Hank and Jim to deal with the breakfast delivery. Peter smiled at her and put his finger to her lips, then pointed to the bed.

Bryan's long, lean form was sprawled with spread legs, moaning with pleasure as Peter's mom Sally sucked his cock and worked her gloved pinky in his ass. Kathryn was on her back beside Bryan, her tongue wetting her lips as Veevee masturbated the young woman, spreading her labia and sucking on her sensitive nipple. Veevee moved her head and whispered something in Kathryn's ear. She nodded.

Sandy smiled at the sexy scene laid out before her. She tugged at Peter's towel and it dropped to the floor. His slim, circumcised penis was throbbing its way erect.

In the outer room, Hank and Jim laughed at something. The cabin door closed.