A family goes boating and ends up owning a nude campground and marina

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As an adult, for the first few years, I (Jim) lived by
myself and developed the habit of not wearing clothing
in the house, nor outside if I could do it without
causing an uproar by the neighbors. I had a privacy
fence around the back yard, and only those in the
apartment buildings across the street could see into my
yard.

I was about 30 when I met my wife (Karen). She almost
always dressed like she stepped out of the 1900’s. Dark
colors, long skirts and blouses that you could hide a
truck under. But she had a great personality. When you
could see her figure, it was pretty good. 5ft 6in, 34D
24 30.

I kept after her and after we were married, she loosened
up somewhat. Her dresses started getting shorter (up to
her knees) and instead of drab colors she brightened up
somewhat (still dull to me, but much better than she had
been). Her blouses became a little more form fitting, at
least now you could tell that she had tits.

Karen wasn’t too thrilled about my nudist habits around
the house, but she toleraTom it. It took me 3 months of
working on her to convince her that she didn’t need to
wear a nightgown to bed. Since there was just the two of
us in the house, she finally gave in and quit wearing
anything to bed. That made me very happy.

Sure made fucking her easier, and more often, since she
didn’t have to move the nightgown out of the way, and
also, I could play with her tits, as they were no longer
covered.

This lasted for a few years until our son was born
(Tom), then I had to fight the nightgown battle all over
again. She didn’t want our infant son to see her nude. I
asked her what difference could it make, he was too
little to know what he is seeing, and also he was
sucking your nipples to get his food, so he saw them all
the time. It still took a while for her to see things
clearly.

Two years later when our daughter (Sarah) was born, this
time she demanded that I wear clothing around the house,
so that it would not traumatize our baby. Again I
poinTom out to her that it would be at least 2-3 years
before she would even know the difference. She very
reluctantly gave in.

By the time our daughter was 3, my wife had forgotten
all about the issue, as all 4 of us were nude most of
the time at home. By now, my wife had learned how great
it felt to be nude, and she even ventured out into the
back yard with me sometimes.

What does all this have to do with boating you ask? In
itself, nothing, but is just background material for
what comes later.

All this time, my wife was taking classes to finish her
teaching degree. We had decided to home school the kids,
and she finished her degree the spring before our son
started school, so the timing was perfect.

My father, my brother and I had started a business, when
I had graduaTom from high school, and when I was 40, a
conglomerate, bought us out. We each received 10 million
in cash. I invesTom 9 million, and used the other one
mil, to do a little traveling and scouting.

I bought a large houseboat. It had 4 bedrooms, 2 baths,
living room and kitchen, and a lot of storage space,
below decks, and on the upper deck. It had two helm
stations, and it also was equipped with bow and stern
thrusters. It would cruse at 10 knots, and was a dream
to handle. It also had the latest GPS and radar
installations. The GPS had all the charts in it for all
of the US waters. Unlike most houseboats, this one had a
small keel, which made a big difference handling it in
the wind. The autopilot was linked to the GPS, and it
literally followed the sailing lines on the charts.

Since my wife was home schooling the kids, we could go
most anywhere we wanted, in US waters, at any time of
year.

Our first year, we toured Lake Michigan, both the east
and west coasts. Then headed down the Illinois river, to
the Mississippi. We took our time, and spent most of the
winter cruising to New Orleans, and then back north. We
stopped whenever we would see something of interest,
and/or places that would help the kids with their
schooling.

Once the spring weather broke, we headed back to Lake
Michigan, then up to Lake Superior. From there we went
to the other great lakes. Most of the time we were
cruising in the Great Lakes, we were nude, except when
we would pull into port.

As fall approached, we again headed for the Mississippi
river, but this time we turned left and entered the Ohio
river. Then we went up the Tennessee river to Kentucky
Lake. We stayed on Kentucky Lake that winter. We had a
nice mild winter and met a lot of nice people. Many of
the people we talked to, said that they traveled like we
did, nude, except in port.

Once spring was in full bloom, we went back to the Ohio
River and headed east. We spent this summer exploring
the rivers east of the Tennessee, then back to Kentucky
Lake for another winter. This winter was a little colder
than the previous one had been. So we decided to take
the Tennessee river south, to get into warmer weather.
Karen was getting a little (quite a lot) tired of living
on the boat, and was making noises like a disgruntled
wife. I was getting the feeling that a divorce could
enter the picture if I was not careful.

We were someplace, just north of Pickwick dam and saw a
small river heading west. We decided to see where it
went, and headed up the river. There was nothing on the
charts, about this river, so we had to take it slow, to
make sure that we had enough depth to travel in.

About two miles up the river, there was a sharp bend to
the left, and the river narrowed to about 30 yards wide.
As we made the turn, we saw a small marina, and decided
to stop for fuel and to see where we were. I saw that
the marina had a radio tower, so I called, and asked if
they had fuel, I still had plenty, but I did not like to
get too low, in case of emergencies.

They answered, that they did, and asked how much water
we drew. I told them that we needed minimum of 3.3 feet.
The dock master said, “We have just 4 feet at the fuel
dock, so come on in.”

As we entered their channel, we saw a sign that said
clothing optional area. It looked pretty old so we did
not pay too much attention to it, and we all put on
clothing.

When we got to the fuel dock, we threw a line to the
dock master and he got us tied up. While we were
fueling, he said, “It’s getting a little late to be
traveling on this river, I suggest you stay the night.
There is a good restaurant on the property. One word of
warning though, this is a clothing optional marina, so
you might see nude or semi nude people wandering
around.”

I said, “You don’t know how great that sounds. We put
clothing on as we entered you channel. We saw the sign,
but it was so old and in such bad shape, we didn’t
believe it. Also, we have never heard of a clothing
optional marina.”

He told us that his granddad had started a nudist camp
here when he was a young man, and had bought up a lot of
property. “We own all the land on this side of the river
all the way to the Tennessee. When my dad took over, he
did some research and found that we also own, in this
area, the property on the other side of the river, a
half mile north of the river and from this bend west
about 200 yards.

“He found that since we owned the marsh land from the
shore to the river, he had this channel dredged out and
he put in a small marina, that is part of the nudist
camp. In my life, I have expanded the marina to twice
what my dad had.”

“Your kids will have a great inheritance,” I said.

“No,” he said, “my only son was killed in Vietnam, and
my wife is dead. I’ve been thinking of trying to sell,
but I want to sell all the properly as one sale, but no
one seems to want it all, just bits and pieces.”

I asked him what he wanted for the place, and he said
3/4 million. I asked how much land there was, and he
said in excess of 200 acres. “That sounds interesting,”
I said. “If you have a plot map, I would like to see it
in the morning.”

He said, “All I have is the drawing that the surveyor
gave my dad.”

“Good enough,” I replied..

As we were walking toward the restaurant, several people
going the other direction passed us. After they were out
of ear shot, my wife said, “I’m not too sure about this.
It’s one thing to have you and the kids see me naked,
but these other people keep staring at me.”

I replied, “Nonsense, they’re just looking at you as we
pass them. You’re just not used to seeing other people
nude. Just forget that they are nude, and enjoy the
walk.”

The kids were having a ball. Our son was looking at all
the pussies, and our daughter was looking at all the
cocks. My wife had blinders on, and I was watching
everyone.

All the customers were nude except two women, one had on
a pair of bright red panties that you could see through,
and the other had on blue panties and a bra.

All the wait staff had on see-through aprons. I asked
one of the ladies about it, and she said that they could
not be nude to serve food, but with the see through
clothing, we are essentially nude, and it also protects
us from spills. “Are you required to be nude to work
here?” I asked.

“It depends on the job you do. For instance, I would not
want to run the meat slicer, nude, I might lose a nipple
or more. Also the maintenance people could get hurt
easier without clothing. If your job can be done safely
in the nude, then it is required. If you get to the
office, all the staff there have to be nude, at all
times.”

Our waitress said, “My name is Holli, and I will be your
server.” She had very obviously dyed her hair blond. I
asked her why she dyed her hair, when she would look
better with her natural bright red hair. She got a
puzzled look on her face and said, “How did you know my
hair was red?”

I said, “Your pussy hair is bright red, so I assume that
either you dyed it, or more likely you dyed you hair.
With your skin tone, you would look a lot prettier with
the red hair, than as a blond.”

The restaurant had very good food and was reasonably
priced. After we ate, I asked the waitress, “So, how do
we pay for the food?”

She said that you sign a chit, with our boat name on it.
“It will be added to your bill when you leave the
marina.”

“What about your tip?” I asked.

“I will have my name on the chit and you can add
whatever tip you want on to the bill. I will get all my
tips with my next paycheck.”

It was getting dark when we headed back to the boat.
There were lights along the path so it was easy to
follow. As we were passing an area that was close to the
campsites, we heard a woman who was obviously having a
great orgasm. My wife said, “What was that?” Sarah (age
13) said, “It sounds like she got fucked good.”

“Where did you pick up that idea from?” my wife asked.

“From you,” she said.

“What?” Her mom questioned.

“We hear you and dad when you fucking, and sometimes
you’re very loud.”

My wife got red in the face and said, “Well, I never,”
and then let it drop. I smiled at the kids and said,
“You’re smarter than your mom thinks you are.”

It took me 2 weeks to convince her to let me fuck her
again. She was so shaken up about the kids hearing us. I
told her to just chalk it up to sex education training.
Then I dropped a bomb on her, I said that she should be
teaching Tom (age 15) about sex, and that I should be
teaching our daughter. I thought she was going to have a
heart attack.

As we were getting into bed, she asked me if I was
serious about maybe buying the marina. I said, “Yes, if
it checks out, and we can afford it. It would make a
great home base for us.”

She then said that if we bought the marina, she would
stay here while I and the kids cruised. She said that
she could be content living on the boat, tied to the
dock, but she was fed up with all the traveling.

She also asked me about my idea of teaching sex to the
kids, and I told her that she could teach Tom how to
please a woman, which I could not teach him as well as
her, and I could teach Sarah how to please a man, better
than she could.

She reluctantly agreed that it was true, and maybe we
should also use the hands on approach. I asked what she
meant by hands on, and she said, “I will let Tom fuck me
to teach him, and you fuck Sarah, to teach her.”

That shocked the shit out of me, but I readily agreed to
do it, on the condition that Tom was not to use a condom
and that Sarah was not to be put on birth control, nor
would I use a condom with her.

“Why?” Karen asked.

I said let nature take its course. “Wouldn’t you just
love to have Tom’s kid, and I certainly would love for
Sarah to have my kid.”

“You are serious?” she said.

“Damn right I am. Think about us, I have never used a
condom with you, and you have never taken any birth
control measures, so why should our kids do any
different?” Karen thought for a while, and then said, “I
hate to admit it, but you are right, so we will do it
your way.”

The following day, I was talking to Kent (the owner of
the marina), and in looking at the surveyor’s report, I
found that there was closer to 500 acres (or more) that
was in the tract. When I poinTom this out to the owner,
he said, “No problem, same price, I don’t really need
the money, and I have no one to give it to, so I’ll
settle for what I told you before.”

Kent and I toured the area several times, and I poinTom
out were improvements could be made, if we could get the
permits. He said that the company name of the Bare
Campground and Marina, had permits to dredge all they
needed for the life of the company. Also the company
could build what was needed, as long as it was built to
state codes. “So what you are really buying is the
company name Bare Campground and Marina. However if you
change the name, the permits are null and void.”

I asked him what he was going to do, if I bought the
company? He said, “I’m not sure, I haven’t thought much
about it.”

I asked, “If I do buy it, is it possible that you could
manage it for me?”

“I will have to give that some thought,” he replied.
“One thing I suggest, even if I do not buy it, is that
you put a sign up at the entrance to the river, it
should say something like Bare Campground and Marina 2
miles, and an arrow pointing this way.

“The sign could be made in the shape of and painTom to
look like a woman�s ass and legs, like she was bent over
at the waist, nude of course. It should also say marina
water depth 4 ft. This should bring in a few people who
are not local, and start giving the marina a following.”

He said, “I’ll tell you what, if you give me 100
thousand, and a life time job, where I keep 1/4 of the
profits each week, and a place to live. The place is
yours.”

I said, “I don’t like to look a gift horse in the mouth,
but that is a lot less than your asking price.”

He answered, “Like I said, I don’t need all that money
and there is no one to leave it to. This way I can still
live here and run the place, and you can worry about the
improvements that you would like to make.”

“You have a deal,” I said. “Do you want a check or
cash?”

He said, “I prefer cash, I do not trust banks, and I am
in no hurry to have you get it for me. Just pay it when
it is convenient for you.” We shook hands and he said
that we could go to town tomorrow to sign the papers, to
transfer ownership.

I went back to the boat, and called the family together.
I informed them that effective tomorrow, we owned the
marina and campground. That we would still do some
traveling, but that this would be our home base.

Karen then said, “I also have an announcement to make.
Effective tonight, I’ll be sleeping with Tom, and Sarah
will be sleeping with her dad.”

I gave her a puzzled look, and she just smiled back. Tom
asked what was going on, and Sarah clapped her hands and
said, “Ooh goody-goody!”

Karen then told our son Tom; “I am going to teach you
how to sexually please a woman, and dad is going to
teach Sarah how to sexually please a man.”

Tom said questioningly, “You mean I am going to fuck you
mom?”

Karen said, “Eventually, yes. She then looked at Sarah
and said, “Eventually dad will fuck you too, but both of
you have a lot to learn before that happens.”

That evening, at bed time, Karen told Tom, “When you are
ready for bed, I will be in your room.” She then turned
to Sarah and said, “Sarah, from now on, when you are
ready for bed, you will go to your father’s bed.”

About an hour later, I decided it was time for bed,
everyone else was already in their rooms. As I entered
my room, the lights were still on, and Sarah was laying
on top of the bed reading a magazine. I asked why she
wasn’t in bed yet, and she said; “Dad, I don’t know
which side of the bed you want me on.” I replied,
looking from the foot of the bed, “I want you on the
right side, and take off that ludicrous night shirt.”

She said, “But I always wear this to bed.”

I said; “Lesson number 1. Never wear anything to bed.
That keeps you and your partner separaTom and in bed you
and your partner should be as one.”

“Yes daddy,” she said as she removed the shirt.

I said, “It can’t be that you are shy around me? I see
you everyday nude, so why should you hide yourself from
me at night?”

“I’m sorry daddy, I just didn’t think, I guess.”

“No problem baby, you’re here to learn, and it is my job
to teach you. We’ll be going slowly, and only one lesson
per night, and that is tonight�s lesson.

I pulled back the covers, and laid down. Sarah then
hopped back on the bed and lay beside me. “Daddy, can I
cuddle up to you?” She asked.

I put my left arm out and said yes, and as she scooTom
over next to me, I wrapped my arm around her, and pulled
her close to me, then I tenderly kissed her lips and
said; “Good night Sarah.”

She sighed and said, “Good night Daddy,” as I turned the
light out. Her nipples pressed into my side, and for the
first time, I felt her slowly maturing tits. It took all
of my strength not to start playing with her body.

At breakfast, Karen asked, “Sarah, what did you learn
last night?”

Sarah said, “Daddy taught me that I should never wear
anything to bed when I have a man in bed with me,
because it hides me and creates a barrier between us.”

Karen then said, “Yes, he taught me that many years ago.
What else did you do?”

“Daddy said only one lesson a night, so I cuddled up to
him, he put his arm around me, and we went to sleep.”

Karen then looked at me and said, “You were very
restrained. I am surprised.”

I said, “Go slowly with these lessons, there’s no big
hurry in teaching them, as long as they are taught.”

I then asked Tom, “So son, what did you and mom do last
night?”

He got red in the face and said that she had let him
suck her nipples, and play with her tits.

“How did you like it?” I asked.

“It was great,” he said, “only I wish she had milk for
me to taste.”

“Did she tell you why there was no milk?” I asked.

Tom replied, “No I did not think to ask.”

I nodded my head in Karen’s direction and said, “Very
good, you might want to tell him now, as both of them
should know the answer to that one.”

Karen then said, “Kids, the answer is that a woman has
to be pregnant before her breasts start producing milk,
then her breasts will get larger and the nipples will
become very tender.” She looked at Sarah and said,
“Honey, your nipples are probably sore quit a bid, as
you’re just starting to develop your breasts for real.
Other than that, your body is ready for you to be
pregnant. That is why you started having your periods a
few months ago.”

Tom said, “Do I really need to know about this?” And
Karen said, “Yes you should know. Sooner or later you’re
going to have to deal with this female problem, with me,
your sister, and any girl that you date.”

I looked at Tom and said, “That is why your mom is
teaching you, she can tell you things about the female
body that you need to know, that I cannot explain to you
as well as she can. By the same reasoning, that is why
I’m teaching your sister, because I can teach her things
about the male body that you mom has no direct knowledge
of.”

I began to outline what I was going to do that day.
“Kent and I are going into town this morning, to sign
the transfer of this marina and campground into my name,
so I will be getting dressed shortly.”

Sarah asked, “Can I go to?”

I asked her if all her chores were done, and she said
yes. Then I said, “Ask you mom if she has anything else
that she wants you to do.”

Karen thought for a few moments, and said, “No she can
go, but I do have things the I’ll need Tom to help me
with.”

“Daddy, what should I wear?” she asked.

“Why don’t you go ask Kent? He’ll know more of what is
appropriate, than I do.”

Sarah came back a few minutes later and said; “Kent said
that most anything would be all right. I asked if my
bikini would do, and he said, only if you want the guys
to stare at you.

“Mom is it all right if I wear my bikini?”

“Yes dear, you might as well learn now that men are
going to stare at you for the rest of your life, and the
bigger your tits get, the more they will stare.”

I put on my suit, and Sarah put on her bikini. Then we
went to find Kent. He looked at me and said; “You are a
little over dressed,” and told Sarah that every man in
town would be looking at the prettiest girl in 3
counties. She blushed, then broke out in a big smile. It
appeared that my little minx was going to be a man
killer.

It was a small town, population about 5,000. They had a
nice courthouse, and the people were very friendly.
After our business was over, Kent gave us a tour of the
town. There was a Wal-Mart, and a couple of other
grocery stores. There was also a good hardware store,
several clothing stores, and 3 restaurants. At the local
office for the telephone co., I had them add a DSL
internet connection to the office phone, then I picked
up the DSL modem.

At Wal-Mart, I picked up a wireless modem. When Kent
asked me about those items, I told him that I could do a
lot of work over the internet, and it would save a lot
of time, and in some cases money. For instance, I could
have my bank transfer the money to a local bank that I
needed to pay him, and to the contractors who would be
doing work on the marina.

Back at the marina, I sent Sarah back to the boat, and
Kent and I headed for the restaurant. There, I was
introduced to Glen the manager. Kent told him that I was
the new owner of the place, but that he (the manager)
would still report to himself. I asked Glen if Holli was
at work yet, and he said no she didn’t come in until
about 3PM. I told him to send her down to see me as soon
as she come in.

On the way back to the marina office, Kent asked why I
wanted to see Holli, and I said, “I think she would be
the perfect person to model for the signs, and she just
might be a good hostess to greet the boaters when they
come in.”

Shortly after three, Holli came down to see me. I told
her that I would like to take some pictures of her, and
use them as the model for the new signs that I wanted to
make.

“What kind of pictures, and where would they be used?”
she asked.

I said that there would be two signs at the junction of
this river, and the Tennessee river, with arrows
pointing toward the marina. I said for these two, I
would like a picture of her bending over at the waist,
and the pictures would be of her legs and her ass. I
explained that that would be appropriate for the bare
part of the name. These signs would only show the back
of her legs, and her ass.

The other sign, I said, would be here at the waterway
entrance to the marina, and it would be a full frontal
nude of her, with one hand stretched out forward, and
would be inviting the boaters in with words something
like, welcome to Bare Campground and Marina. “You will
have complete approval, or disapproval of the pictures
that I select to be used. They will be in full color,
and hopefully the signs will be also.”

“Why me?” She asked.

“Because I like the way you look, and as I told you last
night, if you went back to your natural hair color, you
could be a Playboy centerfold. I also would want you to
be here on the dock to greet the boaters who come in.
I’ll set up an office somewhere near here, and you would
be in charge of signing in and out the guests.”

You didn’t know that my dad is the sign painter?” She
asked.

“No I did not,” I said. “Would he make the signs, that I
just described, even though they were of you?”

“Try and stop him,” she said. “He keeps trying to get me
to pose for him. It’ll make his day, just to be asked.”

I got my camera (digital) and had Holli stand on the
dock facing away from me and had her spread her legs to
the width of her shoulders. Then I had her bend forward
and grab her ankles with her hands. I took several shots
of her ass and legs, and made sure that her pussy could
be seen between her legs.

I then had her stand up, facing me. She stood with one
foot a little forward of the other, and again at
shoulder with. I had her extend one arm. Again I took
several shots at different angles, making sure that her
tits and pussy were in each one.

I told her to take a break, and to be back in half an
hour. I then prinTom out the pictures in full color, and
numbered each one on the back. I chose two of the rear
shots, and 2 of the frontal ones. I wrote the numbers
down and waiTom for Holli to come back.

I gave her the pictures and told her to choose two of
each. She looked at them for quite a while, and then she
chose the four she liked best. I showed her the numbers
of the ones I had chosen and we both had chosen the same
four. I asked her if her father would be home, and she
said yes that he works from their house. “Let’s go see
him then,” I said. We took all of the pictures with us.

At her place, she introduced me to her father (Elliot),
and explained what we were doing. He looked at all the
pictures, and said they are all good, “But these two are
the best,” and indicaTom two of the four that we had
chosen.

I explained what the signs would be for and why I wanted
those particular shots. I said that the two signs to be
made from the rear shots, would have to be about twice
her size, in order to show up at any distance.

“How detailed do you want them?” he asked.

“Life like,” I said.

He said, “At twice her size, in this shot, at 50ft. Her
pussy will still be visible.

I said, “That�s great, and how visible will the marina
name be?”

He said, “At 200 feet it will be very visible, and the
shape of the sign will be very recognizable.”

“Fantastic,” I said. “Now the other one, should be life
size, and I want her natural hair color on it, and as
close as you can I want her skin tone to be duplicaTom
on all the signs. We need the word �Welcome� on this
sign, can you put it like a crown on her head? How long
do you think it will take to get them done?”

“In two weeks I can have the two done, the third one
will take about another 2 weeks.”

“Great!” I said. “Call me when they are ready.”

Elliot said, “You haven’t asked about the cost.”

I said, “I expect to pay your normal price for something
that takes you that long to produce.”

On the way back, I told Holli, that starting
immediately, if she wanted it, she had a job checking
people into the marina and that eventually, she would
also be checking campers in also.

“It depends on what it pays,” she said. “I make a good
living at the restaurant, with my tips.”

I asked her what her salary was, and what she averaged a
week in tips. She told me and I said, “You’ll get a
raise 10% higher than that total.” I also told her that
many boaters tip the dock workers, so there would be the
possibility of more in tips. We stopped at the
restaurant on the way back so she could pick up her
things, and I told Glen that she was being given a
higher paying job at the marina, and he should try to
get a replacement for her, as soon as possible. He
complained that I was taking his best worker, and I told
him that from now on the better workers will be
considered for different jobs as openings occurred.

I took Holli down to the dock and had Kent show her how
to check boaters in, she asked what she should wear on
this job, and Kent looked at her and said, “Just your
tits and pussy is all you need, and I’ll guarantee that
you’ll get some great tips.”

Kent and I then started looking at the dredging
equipment. We discussed where we could put the dirt that
we dredged up, and decided that we could use it to fill
in several low spots, and increase the camping area. We
then could build a sea wall on the other shore of the
river, and put the rest of the materials there, when the
water had soaked all out of it, that shoreline could
then be useful for something.

That night at supper, Karen said that she wanted me to
have a house built. I asked why, and she told me that
she was tired of living on the boat, and wanted solid
ground under her feet again. I looked at her and asked;
“Is this your way of asking for a divorce?”

She said, “No I do not want a divorce. I just want to
live in a house again. And the next time you and the
kids go sailing off for the summer, I’ll stay here in
the house.”

I asked, “Where do you want the house built?”

She said, “There is enough room around here where it
won’t interfere with the marina, or the campground.”

I said, “Then it’s not the nudity here that you object
to?”

“Oh no,” she said, “I just don’t want to live on a boat
anymore.”

“Okay, I will talk to Kent in the morning and see what
we can figure out. In the meantime, do you want to go to
a hotel in town?”

“No,” she said, “there, I wouldn’t be able to keep up
the lessons for the kids. I’ll stay here until the house
I ready.”

That night, when we went to bed, I taught Sarah how to
french-kiss. It didn’t take much teaching, as she was a
natural at it. She wanted to learn more but I told her
again that we would take it one step each night. I
wanted to make sure that I got to enjoy my daughter, for
as long as possible.

I talked to Kent the next morning, and we started
scouting around for a good place for the house. Not too
far from the dock office. I saw what looked like it had
been a road at one time, and I asked Kent about it. He
said that there were a lot of old roads like that on the
property, that they had been logging trails before his
granddad had bought the land.

I said if we were to build the house on the other side
of this old road, could we then divert all the traffic
coming to the campground around to this road.

“Yes, but why?” he asked.

I said, “That that way, Holli could also check in the
campers as well as the boaters. We could put up an
office with windows in it so that the campers could see
her or whoever was on duty, and know they were in the
right place. Also driving further down through the woods
would deter more sightseers. And now the people on the
gate have to be fully clothed, however, down here they
could be nude, and work with or for Holli.”

We decided that we would use the road to bring in
building materials for the house and if it worked out,
after the house was built, we could change the entrance
to just before the house driveway. It would still be
close enough to the docks for one person to handle the
current traffic.

Each night I continued Sarah’s sex lessons. We started
each night with her reviewing what she had been taught,
then I would add something else. The night I taught her
to give blow jobs, I was leaking pre-cum before we even
started. I had her put some on her finger, and then lick
it off, then I asked her how she liked the taste.

She said it was all right but that she need more to be
sure, so I told her to use her tongue and lick it off my
dick head.

“Mmmm, that tastes better,” she said. She was still
holding my dick in her hand, and I said that I was going
to cum very soon. She asked what I meant, and I told her
that if she kept stroking she’d find out what I meant.

When she gripped my cock shaft firmly and yanked it a
few times, looking carefully at it – it was like an
electric current and I came instantly in gushes. She had
her face down close to see what I had meant, and got a
face full of cum and down her chest too.

I told her to lick it off me so she could get a really
good taste. She said that it tasTom very good, but a
little salty. Sarah used her finger to clean the cum off
of her, and licked it clean. Then we got started with
the blow job.

Sarah got into it immediately, and when I was ready to
cum again, I pulled her head down so that my cock went
in to her throat. I shot my wad down her throat and then
let loose of her. She was gagging and sputtering but
smiling too. I said, “Have you ever heard of deep
throat?”

“Yes, but I don’t really know what it means.”

“You do now,” I said, “you just did a deep throat on me,
and your mom can’t even do it that good.”

It was getting near to Sarah’s 14th birthday, so I
slowed down her lessons. I decided that for her
birthday, I would take her cherry.

Karen, asked me what I was going to do for Sarah’s
birthday, and I told her that I planned on taking her
cherry for her birthday. Karen said, “I would like to
see that.”

I asked, “Have you taken Tom’s cherry yet?”

She said no.

“Then let’s have a party here in the living room for
Sarah’s birthday. She and I will watch while you take
Tom’s cherry, and then I’ll take hers, while you and Tom
watch us.”

“Okay, that sounds like a strange present to me,” she
said, “but then we always were strange, so let’s plan on
it.”

The day of Sarah’s birthday, none of us said anything,
and all day long she was asking if we knew what day it
was. Knowing she wanted us to say her birthday, we just
kept saying that it was Tuesday. By the time supper came
she was about to explode.

We were all at the table when she came in and she sat
down. We all jumped up and yelled, “Happy Birthday
Sarah!”

She said that she had thought we had all forgotten. I
said that no we just wanted to tease you a little. Karen
said, “And after we eat and get the dishes done, we’ll
give you your presents in the living room.”

While Karen and Sarah were cleaning up the kitchen, Tom
and I placed a couple of blankets on the floor of the
living room. When the girls entered the living room,
Sarah looked all around and said, “I don’t see any
presents.” Karen told her that the presents were there
but that she just didn’t recognize them as such yet.

Karen said, “Sarah, what have you been studying the last
few days, or should I say nights?”

“Daddy has been teaching me about sex,” she said. Tom
spoke up and said, “Mine and mom’s present to you, is
for you to watch me fuck her for the first time.”

Sarah looked at Karen and said, “Are you and Tom going
to show me how it’s done?”

“Yes baby, we are.” With that Karen got on the floor and
said. “Tom, join me and let’s show your sister all that
you have learned, then you have mine and dad’s
permission to fuck me.”

Tom did a good job of making love to his mother, taking
his time and making sure that she was responding to him.
When she told him it was time, she spread her legs, and
he put them up on his shoulders, she took hold of his
cock and pulled it at her pussy opening and guided it
into her.

Tom slowly pushed his cock into his mother for the first
time, he reached with one hand and started playing with
her clit. Karen responded, by moving her hips up into
him. Once he reached bottom, he stopped, and let her
birth canal adjust to him. He took his other hand and
was pinching and pulling on her nipples.

Then Tom slowly started pumping in and out of him mom,
and slowly increased his speed. Being his first time, he
didn’t last very long before he groaned, “Momma, I’m
about to cum. Do you want it in you or do you want me to
pull out?”

“A real man never pulls out before he cums inside his
woman,” she answered, as she played with his balls,
hoping to get a really big load from him.

Tom lost his load as his body spasmed, he grunted in
delight as he filled her with his sticky cum, finally
slowing his thrusts until he lay atop her panting for
breath. He lay on top of his mother, and apologized over
not lasting long enough for her to have an orgasm.

Karen, hugged him and said, “We’ll just keep practicing
until you learn how to hold it longer, so do not worry
about it, it’ll be fun practicing. Now Just lay here on
me and let you cock come out when it is ready. In the
mean time, Sarah, do you have any questions for me?”

“Does it hurt when he entered you?” she asked.

Karen said, “No, but it might when your dad enters you
for the first time. Your hymen will have to be broken,
and depending on how thick it is, it may hurt a little.
The thicker it is the more it will hurt, but the hurt
will go away fast, and then it is pure enjoyment. Also
there will be some blood when the hymen is broken, but
not a lot. Oh, you are a little smaller than I am, so
when you dad hits bottom, his cock will be inside your
womb. When your cervix opens to let him in, it’ll
probably hurt a little, but when you feel his sperm
hitting the walls of your uterus, it will be heaven for
you.”

Then Karen said, “Tom you’re getting hard again, and
you’re still in me, so let’s go again, and give Sarah a
good show. This time Tom lasted long enough to give
Karen a small but erotic orgasm.

Afterward, Sarah said, “Wow, will that happen to me?”

She was told that it sometimes takes a while before a
woman has her first orgasm, but if her man is any good
sex, she’ll have a lot of them from that point on.

This time Tom’s cock decided it had, had enough, and
quickly shriveled so that it came out of his mom fairly
quickly. Karen then kept her legs open and told Sarah to
look and see what she looked like after being fucked.
Tom’s cum was slowly seeping out of her cunt.

Sarah then looked at me and said, “That was a nice
present from mom and Tom, but daddy, where is yours?”

I smiled and said, “Sarah, my lovely daughter, if you’ll
look between my legs, that is your present.”

Sarah got red in the face and said, “Are you going to
fuck me for my birthday?”

I said, “No dear, I am not going to fuck you, I am going
to make love to you, and you’ll enjoy that much more
than if I just fucked you.”

Sarah laid down on the other blanket, and said, “I am
ready for your gift, daddy.”

I lay down beside her, and started frenching her. She
responded very well and her tongue was really working in
my mouth. While I was kissing her, I was using one hand
to play with her nipples, pinching them and also pulling
on them. Her tits, were growing, and now were the size
of a small apple. I massaged them, and then I pulled off
of kissing her, and started sucking her nipples. She
squealed with delight. I worked my way down to her pussy
and covered it with my mouth. As I did, she took my cock
into her mouth and started sucking and licking it.

I stuck my tongue into her pussy and was licking up and
down and making sure that I hit her clit. I dropped a
load of cum into her mouth, and she swallowed most of
it, before it became too much for her mouth to handle.
With my tongue moving inside of her pussy, I reached
under her and started fingering her ass. She was still
sucking my cock, and it was getting hard again.

I could feel that she was about to have an orgasm, and I
pulled my cock out of her mouth, and turned around and
kissed her. When I broke the kiss, I asked if she was
ready for the main event. She shook her head yes. I said
then spread your legs as far apart as you can. I took my
cock and got it wet and slippery with her pussy juices.
Then I put the head at her pussy opening.

I slowly pushed it in to her birth canal. About half of
my cock head entered before I hit the hymen. I looked
into her eyes and asked, “Are you ready?” Again she
shook her head yes. I said, this is going to hurt for a
short time, I will be as gentle as I can. Please do it,
daddy, she said.

I looked at Karen, and she shook her head yes. I put a
little more pressure against her hymen, and slowly kept
increasing it. Suddenly, I broke through, and I could
not stop myself. I ended up completely buried into her,
with my cock head inside her uterus.

I could feel her cervix pushing against my cock, and the
head was trapped inside her uterus, until I shrank
enough for it to come out. I could move my cock inside
her about an inch or two, but no more. I laid on her
this way for a minute or two, and asked her if I had
hurt her. She said not until my cock hit her cervix,
then there was momentary pain as my cock head opened her
cervix enough to pass through.

I slid in and out of her, limited by the amount of my
cock that I had in her womb. I then told her to put her
arms around my neck and hold on, as I got to my knees
and then up onto my feet. Now my cock was buried in her
and was holding her body up. I walked around for a few
minutes so she could feel my cock moving as we walked. I
walked over to Karen and said, “This surprises me.” She
smiled and replied, “It could be the Viagra that I
ground up and put in your milk at supper.”

I looked at her with surprise on my face, and she said,
“I wanted to make sure that she had you inside her for a
long time. It’s her fertile time of the month, and this
way I hope we can give her the baby she wants from you.”

I opened my mouth to say something, and she said, “Don’t
worry, I’m planning on getting with Tom. Not only that,
but I think that you should get Holli pregnant too, she
sure has the hots for you.”

I said, “Then find my sandals and put them on my feet,
and I’m going for a walk with Sarah impaled on me, and
let all the people in the marina and campground know
that she is going to have my baby.” I then walked
outside, hugging my naked daughter, with Sarah’s legs
around my waist, and locked together with her heels, and
her arms around my neck. This walking then made my cock
move inside her as I took each step. Before we left the
boat, I had cum inside her again.

On our walk, I came inside her once again, and she said
it felt like I was blowing up her stomach like a
balloon, with all the cum trapped inside her womb.

We were out walking for some time, and I had been inside
her for quite a long time, when we went finally back to
the boat. I laid down on my back and let my daughter
ride my cock, while I played with her nipples and her
young tits.

Again I came in her. About an hour later, I felt my cock
starting to go down, so I had her lay on my stomach, and
rolled over so that I was on top of her. I had Karen
place two pillows under Sarah’s ass, and after I was
able to pull out of her, we had her on the pillows to
try to keep as much of my cum inside of her as possible.
However I suspected that as much cum as I had pumped
into her womb, that she was already pregnant.

While Sarah and I had been out walking, Tom had fucked
his momma again. She told me that he lasted longer this
time and if he kept it up he was going to be a great
lover.

At bed time, I didn’t plan on having sex with Sarah
again, as I figured that she would be very sore from all
the abuse of having my cock inside of her for over 2
hours. Sarah, though had other plans, and said that she
wanted to see what it was like to have me fuck her in
the ass.

So instead of her getting any rest, I lubed up her ass
with about half a jar of KY jelly, and then slowly
forced my stiff dick into her ass. Once the head was in,
I stopped to let her adjust, and she said, “Just ram in
into me, like you did with my pussy.”

So I got a good grip on her tits and rammed my cock home
into her in one thrust. It was hard, because she was so
tight. Once fully inside of her ass though, my balls
were against her pussy. Then I started pumping hard and
fast and my balls kept slapping her pussy. When I came
in her, she said it felt good, but she liked it better
in her pussy, and her womb.

Finally, I pulled out of her ass, cleaned my cock and
then slid it into her pussy again, this time I
deliberately forced myself into her womb. I kissed her
and said, “I am going to sleep with my cock inside you,
it will come out sometime when it gets soft.” She was
asleep before I was, and I was still hard inside her
when my lights went out. God bless Viagra.

I awoke about an hour later than usual, Sarah was still
sleeping, but her hand was holding my cock. I disengaged
her hand an got up without waking her. Karen and Holli
were sitting at the table having coffee. When Karen saw
me, she poured me a cup and said that I should talk to
Holli about what was said last night, then she took her
coffee and left the boat.

I asked Holli if she knew what Karen was talking about.
She said she wasn’t sure. “She mentioned you last night
and said that I should talk to you about something, but
did not say what. She and I did have a discussion
yesterday, about your summer cruising.

“What about it?” I asked. At point, I jokingly said,
“Maybe I should go with you to help with the kids.”

“Ah, now it makes sense to me,” I said. “When you told
Karen that, she got the impression that you wanted to
have my baby. That is apparently what she thought you
should talk about.”

Holli got a little red in the face, and said, “I didn’t
mean that when I said it. But now that I know that she
wouldn’t care, I really wouldn’t mind fucking you, even
if it did get me pregnant.”

“Well,” I said, “you know what went on here last night,
don’t you?”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“You haven’t heard the rumors this morning?”

“No I came directly here, and have not talked to
anyone.”

The fact is, Holli, that yesterday was Sarah’s 14th
birthday, and my present to her was what she has wanted
for a couple of years. She wants to have my baby, and
since yesterday was her fertile time, I took her cherry.
U

“Unknown to me, Karen had put ground up Viagra, in my
OJ. so my cock was stuck in her womb for over 2 hours,
and I came in her so many times I lost count. It is very
likely that she is on the way to being pregnant this
morning.”

Holli said, “No, I hadn’t heard that, but I understand
that getting her pregnant would be your priority. But if
she is pregnant, then on the cruise, you could give me a
baby too, I guess.”

I smiled at the pretty young woman, “Then it is settled,
you’ll be going with me and the kids this summer.”

We had quite a few of the renovations finished at the
marina and campground, by the time we had our first
customers drawn in by our new signs. When Holli checked
them in, they all looked at her and asked if she was the
model for the signs.

She of course said yes, and they all wanted pictures of
her and wanted her to autograph them. That gave me an
idea. I had some post cards made up. On one, the sign by
the Tennessee river was on one half of the card, and a
picture of Holli in that pose was on the other half. A
second card had the welcome sign on one half, and Holli
in that pose on the other. Then Holli would sign them
for the customers.

We sold out of the first printing in a month.

We figured that Sarah was about 2 months pregnant, when
we left on our summer cruise. Karen had asked Tom to
stay with her, so it was just Sarah, Holli and me,
because my son was more than willing to stay with his
momma.

As we left the dock, the two girls came to me and said
that they had been talking, and that they felt that all
three of us should sleep together, and that they would
take turns pleasuring me, be it by fucking of giving me
blow jobs. I agreed to whatever the two of them worked
out.

Our cruise lasted for about 3 months, by the time we
made it back. Sarah was 5 months pregnant. Her belly was
very defiantly that of a pregnant woman. We figured that
Holli was from at least 2 /2 to 3 months pregnant, as
she had not had a period, since before we left on the
cruise.

Karen and Tom were on the dock waiting when we got in,
with the news that Karen was 2 months pregnant with
Tom’s baby.

Tom and Karen had moved all of their belongings to the
house. Holli moved all of hers to the boat. When word
got around that we were back, about once a week, some
young wife, or teenage daughter, would seek me out,
wanting me to father a child for them. Some I did,
mostly the teenage girls, but now and then one of the
older MILFs (20-30 age group).

I never know for sure if these women get pregnant, but
word has it that I have a lot of kids kicking around,
that husbands, and/or boyfriends were unable to produce.

This is a paradise for boaters. Come and visit us, and
be sure to bring your daughters, your young wives.

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