Natalie's Surprize Boat Part 7

Note : This story is completely fictional!

"I hate to say this guys," Natalie mentioned casually, "but it
is fairly late. Maybe we should get dressed and have some dinner."
"That might be a good idea, mom," Mark answered, "about dinner."
"Oh," she replied, "you'd rather stay like that?"
"Sure, why not?" Tammy interjected, "why cover up what's already
been seen anyway?" Making her way aft to the galley she pulled out a
pan. "You guys go outside and I'll make dinner."
"Okay, sweetie," Natalie commented as she got up, "we're go topside." Making her way aft she beckoned Kim and Mark to follow.

Turning at the ladder she asked, "By the way what we having?" She couldn't help but notice that she was resting against the counter. As
a parting shot Natalie, nonchalantly, goosed her breasts and crotch.
"Just a conglomeration of something," Tammy smiled. She watched carefully as Natalie made her way up the ladder, followed by Kim, and was surprized at seeing their deliberately exposed twats. However as Mark made his way up the companionway ladder she stopped him. "Care to help me, Mark?"
"Yeah I guess," he replied, "whatya want me to do?"

Tammy stretched up the ladder closing the double slat doors. She
wasn't the least bit concerned that Mark could see her twat and asked him to see if he could close the hatch. She knew he was standing over her to close the hatch, which he latched, so she stood up. She knew he would be unprepared for her movement as he stepped off the ladder and his hands cupped her breasts. "Oooh," she cooed as she
felt his fondling hands.
Regaining their footing on the cabinsole Mark turned to her. "So
what should I do?" He stared at her breasts noticing her nipples were
swollen.

"Cut up some potatoes for me," she replied handing him a knife from the drawer. She watched as he got the potatoes out as she began to cut up some meat and vegetables. "Is stew okay with you?"
Mark didn't answer but just smiled at her and nodded. He was too engrossed in cutting up the spuds to engage himself in talk. After slicing them up he dropped them into the pot on the two burner stove. "Hey," he interrupted seeing her turn the valve and light a
match, "you know how to light that thing?"
"Yeah, my dad has one," as she lit the burner causing it to spark to life. Sliding the pot over to the lit burner she turned to him.
"That should take about thirty minutes or so."
Meanwhile topside Natalie was sunning herself on the forward deck
along with her daughter. "I wonder what we're having."
"Well, mom," she turned her head, "knowing Tammy it'll probably be
some canned stuff." Kimberly laughed and took a generous look at her
mother. "Know somethin, mom, you sure are pretty." Without any fear
of retribution she slid a hand over her breasts sliding it downward to
her mother's blonde triangle.

Natalie just smiled and replied, as her daughter's fingers glanced
against her clit, "My god, honey, you know how to make me horny." She
turned slightly to face Kimberly and goosed her hands against her
body. Feeling the swelling nipples and, as she slid down to the fuzzy
thatch, wetness, she sighed, "Gee, sweetie, are we horny?"
"Oh, mom," she blushed. Massaging the blonde pubic mound she slid
a finger against a damp slit and grazed it against moist lips. Sure of her actions she inserted a finger past them driving it deep. 
As Kimberly slowly pumped her finger inward Natalied sighed a whisper, "Oh, Kim, don't stop." Slowly she nudged a finger against
her daughter and slid it inward. As she felt the sensation of her
the intruding finger within her she started to gasp for breath. She
wanted Kim to feel the sensation at the same time she did so she pumped furiously to enhance the feeling within her daughter. She cautioned her to keep it quiet so as not to arouse any suspicions.
With her free hand she probed against a small breast and had hers
fondled as well. She could feel herself starting to cum and whispered, "Oh, Kim, kiss me now."
Kim, beginning to tingle herself, pressed her lips against her
mother's lips just as she obtained an orgasm. She felt her own mother shudder, at the same instant, as she, too, orgasmed. "Wow,
mom," she gasped for breath, "that was just wow."
Down below Tammy was watching the simmering pot while Mark was sitting on the bunk. Happening to glance his way she caught him looking at her as well. It was no secret to her that he was aroused as she could see his penis standing up between his legs. She went over and sat down next to him. Resting a hand on his leg she just happened to slide it inward to rest her palm against the hard shaft.
"Do I turn you on that much, Mark?"
"Well, I ah," he stammered as she closed her fingers around it, "I
guess."
"We got about fifteen minutes left on the stew," she remarked as
his hand began to probe against her black haired forest. Feeling 
precum as her fingers as they slid against the pink head she asked, feeling her own wetness within her, "Mark, do you wanna fuck me?"
"What?"
Smiling right at him she asked a second time. She could see the
gleam in his eye and got up allowing his hand to slid against her.
Turning to face him she reached again for his hard shaft and goosed her vaginal lips with it. Suddenly, without warning, she jammed herself down on the hard shaft. Grabbing his hands she forced them to
cup her breasts and she slid them behind her back. "Don't let me fall," she said as she fell backwards a little impaling his erection deeper. 
This was a new experience for him. Sure he had felt the warmth of
her pussy the night before but now he felt it's tightening friction as well. Her constant pumping caused him to gasp for breath as he heard her gasping a well. He couldn't hold back any longer and shot
a stream of hot cum into her just as she slimed her orgasing juices
against the erupting cock within her.
"I don't believe I did that," she said getting up.
"I don't believe you did either, Tammy," he grinned at her. "Sure
was great. You are one hot chick."
Kissing him passionately on the lips she said, "Please don't tell your mom."