The Flagship

The Dithers Family yacht was nearing their destination in Catalina Island. Mr. Dithers was at the helm teaching Alexander the finer points of sailing and sea navigation. Stacy, Cookie and Danny were all on deck, catching some of the sun's rays. Dagwood was nowhere to be seen. And Blondie was relaxing on one of the deck chairs as well with her baby, Augustus. Her plunging neckline was parted on one side to give the baby access as she breastfed him.

"It's you isn't it? You're Blondie!," the figure behind her almost startled her.

Blondie turned around and the shadowy figure sat down on the deck chair beside her so she could see. It was Cookie's boyfriend, Danny.

"Excuse me?," Blondie asked.

"Mrs. Dithers...you're the famous Blondie that everyone is talking about! I thought you sharing the name as the porn star was a coincidence, but you're really her!," Danny was so excited as he admired Blondie from up-close.

"Danny, not so loud," Blondie blushed as she spoke in hushed tones, "I don't want my children to hear."

"You're very famous, Mrs. Dithers, I mean, Blondie. May I call you Blondie?," The strapping young man continued. Blondie thought if she was Cookie's age, he would have taken him in a heartbeat.

"I'm not so sure about famous. It was just a spur of the moment thing. Sort of like a hobby my husband and I did," Blondie continued. She noticed that Danny was staring at her breasts as Augustus continued sucking on her teat. Blondie blushed even more. She was very flattered that she could still attract men younger than her.

"You should do more films, Blondie! Everyone has been dying to meet you! You won't believe how many people say they wanna go out or even marry you! Including me and my friends!"

Blondie smiled as she coddled Baby Augustus to sleep. Her left breast remained exposed for Danny to ogle. She covered it slowly, almost letting Danny enjoy the view a little longer.

"You're such a liar!," Blondie laughed. "What else are they saying about me?" She found it fascinating being fawned over by a teenager.

"They all said that you have the best looking bod among all the girls they've seen! And your tits, ass and pussy are dope! You're also very beautiful! Very, very easy on the eyes!," he continued.

"Oh, stop it," Blondie giggled as she flirted with Danny a little longer. "But I'm happily married now with Julius and we are starting our own family." She quickly motioned to the sleeping baby in her arms.

"Are you planning on quitting? Please don't quit! You'll be breaking a lot of men's hearts!"

"That's enough, Danny," Blondie said sternly. "And I'm not quitting. Not yet." Blondie gave him a wink.

"Oh, Mrs. Dithers! You are the hottest woman I've ever seen!," Danny said, clearly smitten by Blondie's beauty.

"Careful you don't let Cookie hear you," Blondie giggled. She wasn't really sure why she was flirting with the young man but she liked it. Cookie herself had been getting a decent amount of suitors or boyfriends but it just warmed Blondie's heart that men of all shapes and sizes still find her attractive. She liked being the object of desire from any man. But her heart belonged to Mr. Dithers. She watched her husband laughing and having a great time with Alexander. She loved him dearly.

"I love my husband, Danny," she said, "and I love my whole family. And I will never, ever do anything to break my husband's heart."

"I know, Mrs. Dithers, I know," Danny said as he scratched his head. "But I wish you can also think about your fans as well, including me!"

Blondie smiled at him, "I'll always love and cherish my fans. Now promise me you'll keep our conversation secret, especially from my husband."

"I promise! Can I get a selfie with you?"

"Of course!" Blondie tilted her head closer to Danny as he pointed his smartphone towards them. As the phone was about flash, he gave Blondie a quick kiss.

"Oh! You nasty!," Blondie playfully slapped him on the shoulder. Danny hooted and whooped as he went back to the rest of the other teenagers.

"Well, it looks like you have a few admirers," a voice behind her said. Blondie turned around and saw an upset Dagwood.

"That's none of your business, Mr. Bumstead," she said sarcastically.

"It's my business because you're still the mother of my children, Blondie," Dagwood continued as he sat on the deck chair beside her.

"Well, last time I checked I'm not with you anymore," she said with a slight grin as she teased Dagwood. "I'm married to Julius now!" She loved rubbing it in Dagwood's face. She always knew that Dagwood was still infinitely jealous of her romantic relationship with Julius.

"I thought you loved me, Blondie," Dagwood said weakly, "because I'm still in love with you."

"Dagwood, how many times do I have to tell you -- that ship has been long gone. I'm in love with Julius now. I love him, I love him, I love him!" She was careful not to wake the baby. But everything she said was true.

"I still don't understand why you love him, Blondie. I know he's very gifted down there," Dagwood said sheepishly as if almost embarrassed to bring the size of his own penis to the discussion. "And he's rich as well. But he's way too old for you! He's old enough to be your father!"

"He may be old but he loves me more than any man could love a woman," Blondie said finally. It was like a slap to Dagwood's face as heard this. "We may not seem like we could go well together but we love each other. I love him because he makes me feel like a real woman."

Dagwood fell silent upon hearing this. He saw true love in the eyes of Blondie but it wasn't meant for him.

"Is he bothering you again, Blondie?" Mr. Dithers loomed over them with a jolly grin.

"No, honey, not at all," Blondie said as she leaned forward to accept her husband's kiss. My hero, she thought. They parted lips and looked deep into each other's eyes. My knight-in-shining-armor, she thought. She giggled as they made Eskimo kisses with the tips of their noses and then they kissed again deeply. "My love," she whispered. Dagwood couldn't help but look.

"Let me take the little tyke to his crib," Mr. Dithers said as Blondie carefully handed off the sleeping baby to him. "C'mon, you two. Follow me. Got something to show you." Blondie smiled as she watched her husband carry their baby. Dagwood reluctantly followed.

"I had a dream about you last night," Dagwood said. Blondie stayed quiet. Dagwood told her every detail of the dream he had just had: the two of them were still married to each other while the family was watching TV, and then that disturbing incident that started when Mr. Dithers showed at the front door. He told her how confused he felt when she just magically greeted Mr. Dithers with nothing more than a revealing tube top and bikini. His heart raced when he described to her how she led Mr. Dithers to their bedroom only to find them in consensual sex. He then continued that soon after, in his dream, Blondie then continued having sex with Mr. Dithers in front of him and his kids.

Blondie remained silent as she listened to the whole story. Mr. Dithers was able to place the sleeping baby to the crib. Blondie and Dagwood followed Mr. Dithers still on another part of the boat.

"That was actually how Julius and I conceived little Augustus," she finally divulged to him. Blondie told Dagwood the exact moment on how she ultimately fell in love with his old boss. They were seeing each other when Mr. Dithers sent Dagwood on those extremely long business trips. Mr. Dithers visited Blondie every single day Dagwood was gone. She didn't care about the truth that she was **** by him and had taken advantage of her in her **** state. She actually liked his company. She told Dagwood about the time she was in the middle of being unconsciously **** when she started to wake up. When she realized that she was being molested, she told Dagwood that she actually liked the feeling. She was in fact waiting for Mr. Dithers to make the first move on her. She pretended to be asleep as she let Mr. Dithers finished his urges on her. When he finally left, she continued, she spent the entire afternoon fawning over him. The crush that she developed while Mr. Dithers was spending time with her had blossomed into love. Blondie continued that his dream and the first time Mr. Dithers and her had intimate sex had a lot of striking similarities. The only thing that puzzled Blondie was the part of Dagwood's dream about her making love with Mr. Dithers in front of the whole family. This was a troubling piece of information about Dagwood's psyche that she decided to keep to herself for now.

The more Dagwood listened, the sicker he felt. Blondie was telling her all of these like he was either her own personal diary or a female close friend like Tootsie. And Blondie realized that Dagwood having a dream about her and Mr. Dithers reinforced her love and her destiny to be with him. Whether Mr. Dithers heard them or not, he didn't care. Mr. Dithers was more focused at the task at hand.

"Alright, gang here we are," the trio were now inside a very spacious room which was about the size of a dancehall. Each of the four directions had several doors and the middle of the room had an atrium complete with a fairly decent sized garden. It resembled a very large living room complete with a working kitchen, a fully stocked bar and even a grand piano.

"It cost me a small fortune but we're all set. The yacht will be our base of operations and we can get into any location almost all on our own. We have our own encrypted servers so no one else can pirate the films we upload." Dagwood was caught off-guard by the sudden realization that this state of the art ship was actually a moving pornographic film studio.

"Everything is connected to high-def cameras so it'll catch our every move," Mr. Dithers explained. "We also have four studio cameras and they're all top-of-the-line. Actually, everything else in here is first rate including our sound and editing room." He motioned towards one of the doors beside a large mirror which they assumed to be two-way. "And that's where you come in, Dagwood."

"Me?"

"You're the tech-savvy one. You also know which shots to focus since you've seen her naked before many times," Mr. Dithers said. It was true. Dagwood knows every inch of Blondie's gorgeous body. And Blondie being fit and trim was an added bonus. Virtually every angle of Blondie would essentially be a great shot.

"Um, boss, so how are we going to do this? None of us know anything about acting," Dagwood added.

"I've been listening to your story with Blondie earlier," Mr. Dithers said. Blondie and Dagwood fell silent. The tension in the air was so thick it was almost palpable.

"You? Jealous of Blondie and me?!" Mr. Dithers looked at Dagwood sternly. Dagwood gulped. He was afraid he might be strangled at any moment.

"Brilliant!" Mr. Dithers clapped both of Dagwood's shoulders. "We can use that! We'll use all of it!"

Blondie marveled at her husband's plans. Mr. Dithers thought of everything. His mind was sharp, driven, and focused.She saw her husband in another light which made her more aroused and extremely horny.

"I already have the perfect set-up," Mr. Dithers continued. "It'll begin like this..."

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Blondie and Dagwood were in the kitchen having breakfast. As Dagwood finished his cup of coffee, he went over to Blondie and gave her a kiss.

"Are you taking the carpool today, dear?," Blondie asked Dagwood as he fixed his tie in front of the mirror.

"The boss wanted me to go to one of our clients in the city today," Dagwood said as he combed his hair. "I'm taking an Uber there."

"Oh, okay."

"Anything planned for today?," asked Dagwood.

"I'm meeting with an old friend I just found on Facebook!" Blondie was excited. Dagwood smiled at her as he looked at his watch.

"Oh geez, I'm already late! Have fun, honey!," Dagwood said as he rushed through the door.

"Well, have a good day at work, dear!," Blondie said as she waved goodbye at him.

As the door to the house shut, Blondie quickly went straight to the bathroom. She deftly undressed and ran the water in the bathtub. She faced the mirror and admired her toned and tight body. She stroked her perfectly shaved pussy a few times and then entered the bath tub. She gently washed herself as she soaped her big breasts until it produced suds. She did the same to her legs as she carefully stretched each one up in the air and admired it. She then closed her eyes and played with her pussy a little bit more.

She stood up carefully and toweled herself dry. She wrapped another towel around her whole torso as she went to the bedroom down the hall. She applied make up in the nude. She then went to her dresser and wore a bright red, spaghetti strapped, bow knot embellished babydoll lingerie. It was hollowed out and crotchless; it lined her wonderfully exposed breasts and showed the smoothness of her thick cunt. She played with her boobs for a bit as she cupped and lifted them in front of the full-length mirror.

The door bell rang. Blondie walked barefoot as she answered the door. She opened it and saw a small, portly old man in a business suit with silver hair and a bushy mustache.

"Hello, Blondie! Is Dagwood home?"

"Hello, Mr. Dithers! No, Dagwood just left. Would you like to come in for some coffee?"

"Sure, Blondie, I'd love to."

The old man entered and Blondie locked the door. Blondie then pulled the old man by his necktie and gave him a kiss. The old man fondled her exposed breasts. Their faces pulled apart a bit as they let their tongues play with each other. Blondie giggled and took the old man's hand. She led him to their bedroom. She came on all fours on the edge of the bed. Blondie beckoned him with her finger. The old man brought his nose up close to the young woman's vagina. He started licking the opening of her cunt all the way up to her anus as he started to untie his tie and remove his business suit.

"Ooooohhhh...."

Blondie moaned softly and arched her ass up. She then felt his protuberant penis along her vaginal lips. The large head of the old man's dick probed her vaginal orifice as Mr. Dithers teased the pussy just a little bit more. He alternated between squatting slightly and almost tiptoeing as he brushed the entire length of his penis along her moistening vagina. Blondie bit her lip as he did this. The old man took off his business shirt and removed his pants. He slapped his now fully erect penis several times on her ass before he carefully inserted it in her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, mmmmm....." Blondie moaned but the old man just let the head of his penis linger near the opening a little longer. He then brought the entire length in as slow as possible that an audible, slick slurping noise could be heard as his dick slid all the way in. He started thrusting slow first, his belly blubber jiggled as it came in contact with Blondie's round ass.

"Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!" Blondie moaned as the old man fucked her from behind. He held her buttocks, occasionally slapping a cheek with his right hand. Her buttocks had a reddish welt after but still she groaned with delight.

With her cunt still receiving the old man's monster cock, Blondie slowly brought herself up from a kneeling position. The old man helped her steady by holding just slightly under her breasts and rib cage. Her smooth armpits glistened with a thin layer of sweat as she carefully removed the red babydoll lingerie. She threw the undergarments on the floor as she turned to the old man and French kissed him. They stopped momentarily as she moved closer to the edge of the bed. She then laid on her side with her head propped up from her bent forearm. She lifted her upper leg up and the old man slung it over his shoulder. They assumed fucking again as the slapping noises between skin and groin became louder.

"Haah! Haaah! Haaah! Yaaah! Haaah!" Blondie boobs jiggled in a semi-circular pattern from the **** of the old man's pelvic thrusts. Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open.

"Blondie, I came back! I just realized I forgot m--" Dagwood froze as he saw his wife and the old man fornicating on his bed. Blondie and Mr. Dithers continued breathing heavy from their full-on fucking. The old man's hair-covered body started to dampen from sweat.

"Oh, hello Dagwood, I didn't notice you come in," Blondie said breathily.

"Hello, Dagwood," Mr. Dithers greeted him in between his grunts and pelvic thrusts.

"I thought you were meeting an old friend," Dagwood, his mouth agape, still couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"This IS the Facebook friend I was telling you about," Blondie said as their fucking became faster and faster. "Julius and I have been sexting each other for quite some time now until we decided we should finally meet. Isn't he sweet?"

"I missed seeing Blondie, Dagwood, so I agreed to finally seeing her at your home. I just had to make sure you already left for work," Mr. Dithers said as he held onto Blondie's hips for more leverage.

"I'm here now and you're still not stopping!" an exasperated Dagwood exclaimed. He just stared at the couple as they continued having sex with him in plain sight.

"We really miss seeing each other, honey," Blondie continued. "We just wanted this to happen for quite some time now."

"I really miss seeing your beautiful wife, Dagwood," the old man repeated. He leaned forward and gave Blondie another long French kiss. Blondie sat up on the edge of the bed and hugged the fat, old man. She wrapped her arms and legs around his body and he started fucking her again.

"Haaah! Haaah! Haaaah! Haaah! Yes! Yes! Haaah! Ohh, yes!" Blondie tilted her head back from the ecstasy of their fucking. Dagwood helplessly watched as the old man kept on pounding and pounding his enormous wang inside his screaming wife. Dagwood sat down on a nearby chair and buried his head inside his hands. He tried not to look but he couldn't help but peek through his fingers as his wife moaned and wailed from the intense pleasure of their fucking.

Mr. Dithers then scooped Blondie from her butt and hoisted her up in the air. Dagwood almost stood in surprise at the sudden movement of the old man as he fucked a rather ecstatic Blondie suspended in mid-air. Blondie let herself be carried by the pudgy and stocky old man so she brought both of her hands behind her head and expanded her chest and bouncing breasts. He was carrying her entire body weight as he alternately lifted and guided her pussy into his erect penis. The scene of a much older and smaller man fucking a tall, nubile, young blonde from the air was captivating.

"Umph! Umph! Umph! Rrragh! Umph!," went the old man as he buried his head in between Blondie's voluptuous breasts. Dagwood looked astonished by his wife's sexual agility and surprised by the old man's brute strength. The old man paused while still attached to her. They were both drenched in sweat now. Mr. Dithers carried Blondie all the way over to the sturdy vanity dresser on the other end of the room and sat her in front of the swanky mirror. They continued fucking as Blondie held on to the upholstery to brace themselves from the **** of physical exertions from Mr. Dithers.

*whud* *whud* *whud* *whud* *whud*

The vanity dresser made loud banging noises against the wooden floor as Blondie continued moaning in delight. The old man carried Blondie again back to the bed. The old man sat and this time it was Blondie's turn to buck against Mr. Dithers' huge penis. She held onto his shoulders with her legs spread apart on either side of his body as she continuously went up and down along the long meat shaft. They held each other close and kissed passionately again before the old man slowly lowered the gorgeous blonde's body to the floor as he held onto her let legs up in the air. Mr. Dithers then guided his penis downward to Blondie's exposed cunt as he squatted up and down towards her groin. Soft banging noises of skin against wood could be heard as he pressed more into her.

"Stop hurting my wife!" Dagwood said.

"Honey, it's ok," Blondie said, "this feels so good!" Blondie was being stretched into all positions as they continued their sexual relations.

Mr. Dithers finally held onto Blondie's hands while she clasped her thighs tightly around the old man's large belly as he steadily pulled her up from the floor. Both of their faces were flush and sweaty. Blondie and the old man both climbed further into the middle of the bed. She laid down on the center and spread her legs. Her hands were behind her neck and she lifted her head slightly. She looked downward as the old man aligned his raging hard-on towards her pink pussy. He was propped up from both outstretched arms as the whole penis entered Dagwood's wife. He pounded into her much faster now as both of them moaned, grunted, and screamed.

"Haaah! Ouiyaah! Aaah! Ohhh! Haaah!" Blondie had her eyes closed as her head and breasts moved upwards and downwards with the rest of her body.

"Raaargh! Umph! Mmmph! Umph!"

The old man suddenly pulled his long dick out of the leggy blonde and started masturbating in front of her. He aimed his cock towards her groin as an enormous amount of cum spewed from his pork sword. He kept bellowing with his gruff voice as more and more semen came pouring out of the old man's penis. It took an entire minute for Mr. Dithers to empty his entire load onto Blondie's right abdomen. Some huge globules of semen ended up on her tits as well. When he finished, Blondie scooped up the sticky liquid from her fingers; admiring it as she let the goo drop back down on top of her body again.

"See how we missed each other so much," Blondie said to Dagwood as the exhausted couple laid in bed together.

"What in the world just happened?" said Dagwood. Blondie and Mr. Dithers came together again to kiss sloppily.

The scene ended with a shrinking circular wipe towards the kissing couple's lips as the screen went black.