Tinkle Bell Ch. 17

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I walked back into the main cabin where dad was piloting the boat. He looked at me and grinned. "I take it everyone's having a good time back there?" he asked.

"Yeah...but you'd never believe it. Mom told me to come spell you. Something about putting some lotion on her chest for her?"

"I thought Bella would be more than happy to do that," dad wondered curiously.

"Oh, she would...if it were that kind of lotion she was talking about."

"Oh!" Dad said grinning, catching on. "In that case," he said actually stepping out of his own shirt and trunks right then and there. "Guess I'll head back and lend a hand then," he grinned further. "Just keep us heading North by North west for about thirty minutes or so. I'll come back in and relieve you again. After I've been relieved..." he smiled, and then followed his now stiff dick back outside.

I heard him just as he reached them calling out when he did. "All hands on Dick!"

I couldn't help but laugh. It was indeed going to be an interesting day, not to mention the evening ahead no doubt. But admittedly I was happy. Having someone to share this with, which I really hadn't had before, made all the difference in the world. But I also knew, it was to be short-lived, as much as I hoped and wanted it to be otherwise, I knew...as Bella knew. It never could.

"Best then that I make the best of it!" And I had every intention of doing just that!

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I was expecting dad to return, but when I heard someone's hand on the cabin door I looked up to see Bella coming inside the pilothouse instead. "Your mom and dad are going to enjoy themselves for a bit," she smiled wickedly. "And besides...I told him that I was interested in learning how to drive a boat, thought you could teach me."

"You don't exactly drive a boat...you steer it. Here, I'll show you, take the wheel." For the next few minutes I showed her what to do, how to stay on the course we were on, how to chase swales if they appeared to be big ones...though again the sea was a lot calmer than usual, so we didn't really have to do much of that. Bella however seemed to be enjoying herself as she stood there slightly moving the wheel back and forth.

"Ever fucked on a boat before? Oh...I guess not," she immediately laughed correcting herself. "I guess you haven't, have you?"

"Have you?" I asked.

"Nope! Me neither!"

"Wow...that's a surprise. I thought for sure you would have."

"Does a dingy count?"

"You fucked in a dingy?"

She laughed. "Not for long, we just got started when it tipped and dumped us out, though technically it was in me when it did. So I guess that still counts. But a dingy is about as big a boat as I've ever done it on anyway...and not for long even then. So...interested?"

"You're saying then you'd like to fuck my dingy?"

She looked down at my rapidly stiffening, still somewhat sun screen covered cock. "I'll fuck whatever you want to call it. Do I still get to drive the boat while you do though?"

"Yeah...you drive this boat, and I'll drive yours," I said standing behind her now resting my hands on her sensual looking hips.

"You're talking about the little man in my boat now yes?"

"That's the one!" I assured her. "Think he'd like to go for a little ride?"

"Sail a way mister! Sail away!"

Actually, it was more like playing submarines when I torpedoed her tube. But I didn't tell her that, we were naughty nautical enough as it was already.

Still...it was an unbelievable sensation, standing behind her there, sliding in and out of that tight went cunt of hers. The knowledge of mom and dad no doubt doing the very same thing out on the deck. Couldn't help but wonder either the way things had obviously started out, what the rest of our naughty little cruise would be like. There were two separate sleeping cabins, but they were close to one another, with pretty thin walls. There was no doubt that if we ended up doing anything later on that evening, trying to keep things quiet would be virtually impossible...on either side. And knowing Bella the way I did, she wasn't one to be quiet when she was enjoying herself either. Just as she was now as she began calling out, panting like crazy, hovering just on the edge of orgasm. Which is what she was doing when dad came strolling back in.

He laughed grabbing the wheel taking it from her.

"Go ahead honey...enjoy it, I'll worry about what direction we're going in while you do that."

Bella laughed, nodded her head, let go of the wheel...and climaxed, just as I did to the tune of dad singing, "Row, row, row your boat."

I knew I'd never be able to listen to that song in quite the same way ever again.

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To be continued...