Pedophiles At Sea
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
19,247
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction about oral and anal sex between adults and minors of both sexes, ages 3-15. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead,
Part 15
©2008 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Part 15
The family found their legs weren't rooted to the deck after all. Frank headed off in search of some more little girls. Ginny, who now had Jimmy's address and phone number, began looking for more boys. Even the little ones who couldn't fuck her yet, could still pee on her, now that she had her yellow wrist band. Frank, Jr. had no trouble finding women who had admired him on stage, and even some men who wanted to both fuck him and be fucked by him. Mark was still exclusively a bottom, and served as a fuck toy for many men that night. And it seemed like every seaman aboard now wanted to get into Mickey's ass.
In the morning, Frank Jr. was the only Wilson in their cabin. He awoke on top of the mother of five. In the other bed was a man he didn't know asleep with a little six-year old girl. He shrugged and figured he'd meet the rest of his clan at breakfast, so he got showered. The woman woke and in a motherly way toweled Frankie off, then kissed him all over his body. She didn't bother showering. She had left her clothes somewhere. So she simply grabbed her roster sheets and the two of them walked bare assed to the dining room.
One of the crew collected the rosters as the adults entered for breakfast. Most of the diners were quiet. Not only were they worn out again from the second night's orgy, but they also knew this was their last meal on board. Their cruise aboard the Pedodam was coming to a close.
After breakfast, the Wilsons wandered over to the gift shop. They had to find something to give the Bannisters, and each boy wanted a souvenir to take home. There were dildos and butt plugs in all different colors and sizes, all the way down to "Toddler" and "Infant." Ginny, remembering Simon Says, was inspecting the strap-ons.
Frank was thumbing through some pedo magazines and calendars. "I thought you couldn't buy these in the US," he remarked.
"We're out in international waters now," a clerk explained.
Then Frank noticed Mickey had his legs crossed. "You gotta take a leak, Champ?" The three-year old nodded anxiously. "I'll take him to the john, Ginny. We'll be right back."
"There's no need for that, Frank." Mrs. Wilson then knelt down on the floor, leaned back on her haunches and opened her mouth. Mickey chortled and put his peepee inside his mommy's mouth just in time. Mark and Frankie thought it was cool.
Frank said, "Well, I guess on the drive home today, we won't have to make any pit stops. Right, boys? That's going to make the trip faster."
The Wilson males went on to the next aisle, but before Ginny could get back on her feet, an adolescent boy who was stocking shelves came over to piss in her mouth. Ginny, admiring the fresh young pubic hair on his scrotum, had him write down his phone number.
After they made all their purchases, the next stop was Lost and Found. Like so many others on board, the Wilsons had to retrieve the clothes that they'd left all over the ship. Now at least, they'd be able to disembark with some decency.
As the ship approached the port, everyone gathered in the lounge for the closing ceremony. The adults went in first and took their seats. Then one at a time, each child walked across the stage, beginning with the oldest and ending up with Mickey and Brittany. Each child received a heartfelt round of applause, as well as hooting and hollering, from a very appreciative audience. All of them had proven themselves.
At the end of the stage, the Little Captain was there to say goodbye. Some children petted him, some kissed him, and a privileged few thanked him for fucking them. Then Seaman Bleeker handed each child a certificate on which were pasted all the comments which that little one had received on the roster sheets.
Of course, when the three Wilson boys joined their parents, the rivalry began again. Each son had to count up his comments. In the three days aboard, Frankie had been used and rated by 24 different people. Mark by 31. But little three-year old Mickey had beaten them both. In fact, with 46, he had accumulated more comments than any other child on the ship. And he was the only Wilson boy to have had the coveted Little Captain shoved up his ass. Now he couldn't wait to tell the Bannisters about his cruise aboard the Pedodam.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Part 15
The family found their legs weren't rooted to the deck after all. Frank headed off in search of some more little girls. Ginny, who now had Jimmy's address and phone number, began looking for more boys. Even the little ones who couldn't fuck her yet, could still pee on her, now that she had her yellow wrist band. Frank, Jr. had no trouble finding women who had admired him on stage, and even some men who wanted to both fuck him and be fucked by him. Mark was still exclusively a bottom, and served as a fuck toy for many men that night. And it seemed like every seaman aboard now wanted to get into Mickey's ass.
In the morning, Frank Jr. was the only Wilson in their cabin. He awoke on top of the mother of five. In the other bed was a man he didn't know asleep with a little six-year old girl. He shrugged and figured he'd meet the rest of his clan at breakfast, so he got showered. The woman woke and in a motherly way toweled Frankie off, then kissed him all over his body. She didn't bother showering. She had left her clothes somewhere. So she simply grabbed her roster sheets and the two of them walked bare assed to the dining room.
One of the crew collected the rosters as the adults entered for breakfast. Most of the diners were quiet. Not only were they worn out again from the second night's orgy, but they also knew this was their last meal on board. Their cruise aboard the Pedodam was coming to a close.
After breakfast, the Wilsons wandered over to the gift shop. They had to find something to give the Bannisters, and each boy wanted a souvenir to take home. There were dildos and butt plugs in all different colors and sizes, all the way down to "Toddler" and "Infant." Ginny, remembering Simon Says, was inspecting the strap-ons.
Frank was thumbing through some pedo magazines and calendars. "I thought you couldn't buy these in the US," he remarked.
"We're out in international waters now," a clerk explained.
Then Frank noticed Mickey had his legs crossed. "You gotta take a leak, Champ?" The three-year old nodded anxiously. "I'll take him to the john, Ginny. We'll be right back."
"There's no need for that, Frank." Mrs. Wilson then knelt down on the floor, leaned back on her haunches and opened her mouth. Mickey chortled and put his peepee inside his mommy's mouth just in time. Mark and Frankie thought it was cool.
Frank said, "Well, I guess on the drive home today, we won't have to make any pit stops. Right, boys? That's going to make the trip faster."
The Wilson males went on to the next aisle, but before Ginny could get back on her feet, an adolescent boy who was stocking shelves came over to piss in her mouth. Ginny, admiring the fresh young pubic hair on his scrotum, had him write down his phone number.
After they made all their purchases, the next stop was Lost and Found. Like so many others on board, the Wilsons had to retrieve the clothes that they'd left all over the ship. Now at least, they'd be able to disembark with some decency.
As the ship approached the port, everyone gathered in the lounge for the closing ceremony. The adults went in first and took their seats. Then one at a time, each child walked across the stage, beginning with the oldest and ending up with Mickey and Brittany. Each child received a heartfelt round of applause, as well as hooting and hollering, from a very appreciative audience. All of them had proven themselves.
At the end of the stage, the Little Captain was there to say goodbye. Some children petted him, some kissed him, and a privileged few thanked him for fucking them. Then Seaman Bleeker handed each child a certificate on which were pasted all the comments which that little one had received on the roster sheets.
Of course, when the three Wilson boys joined their parents, the rivalry began again. Each son had to count up his comments. In the three days aboard, Frankie had been used and rated by 24 different people. Mark by 31. But little three-year old Mickey had beaten them both. In fact, with 46, he had accumulated more comments than any other child on the ship. And he was the only Wilson boy to have had the coveted Little Captain shoved up his ass. Now he couldn't wait to tell the Bannisters about his cruise aboard the Pedodam.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.