Chapter 62

After sending a guard drone skyward from the anchored boat, I exhaled. With a hand raking my wind-blown hair, I gazed at the monitor.

“Nothing out there,” I muttered.

But it was better to be safe than sorry, despite the only vessel I’d seen already a distant speck on the horizon. After a final gulp of cool water, I crept onto the foredeck to set up the sunshade. The only sounds from the trio of naked, tanned frames were soft snores.

With a glistening girl’s curves snug to each flank, other than her fluttering eyelashes, Mandy didn’t move until I undid her ankle shackle. Even then, she only opened her eyes to track me, but remained silent. Oh, how those blue pools glimmered, though. When I’d eased all the bindings free of her and stood, winding the ropes, she smacked her lips.

“You,” she whispered. “You. Oh my God, Jim. Did that”—she glanced at the two sleeping girls mashed against her—”Oh, it did. You—”

“I love you more than life itself.” I smiled even as the words sliced deep. Yes, for me, they held profound, if unrevealed, meaning. “Happy birthday, Mandy.”

As she trembled in the shade and closed her eyelids, I grinned and turned away. What more was there to say? After a slow shake of my head, I went aft to unstow tables, chairs, and other furnishings. Soon enough, the main cabin was once again cozy; more like a houseboat than a yacht.

After stripping off my trunks, my last act was to fill a tumbler with whiskey, flip back a small hot tub’s folding cover and crank the jets to life. With a lengthy exhale, I settled into the sudsy whirls and took a long sip.

One second, I was resting the glass on the tub’s rim and gazing at the swaying palms beyond a bleached white beach. The next I jerked awake at gentle, foamy waves slapping against my chest.

At their quiet giggles, I opened my eyes. Both yacht girls were sliding into the tub. Lara, the blonde, on one side of me, while Ellie, auburn tresses flowing along her back, slid her lean frame into the swirling water on the other.

“Uh, full disclosure.” I cleared my throat. “I’m naked in here.”

After looking at each other, they burst out laughing. With a look of utter disbelief, Lara stared at me. They laughed again as their naked frames sank further.

“Your wife said to bring our butts up here and quote ‘take care of my probably very horny husband.’” With the foam gathering around her perky tits, she glided into the swirling water before me. “So, how can we help her poor hubby?”

Quiet, Ellie simply snuggled against me. At first, when her head settled on my shoulder with a soft sigh, I expected her to resume sleeping. But when her hand settled onto my thigh, I gulped. My heartbeat raced.

Bolder, Lara moved between my outstretched legs and both seeking hands found my dangling rod. As they wandered my rising flesh, she gasped and her deep green, golden-streaked pools glittered up at me.

“Geez, Ellie.” She swallowed and looked at the other girl. “Mandy wasn’t kidding. Jim’s, uh, very well endowed.”

When Ellie’s hand discovered my stiffening pole, she gnawed on her lips. As her fist slid along me, chasing her friend’s, her eyes grew wider.

Just as my tired brain was thinking of a humorous response, Lara sank beneath the foam. At the soft velvet tightness of her mouth sinking over my tip, the universe smeared.

As blonde tresses, swirling in the jets, rose and fell, the most wondrous tongue and gentle suction drew on my soul. When Ellie leaned to drag her lips and nails across my torso, I groaned.

“Pretty good at that, isn’t she?” she whispered before finding a nipple.

“Um-hmm,” I murmured, then groaned louder as she suckled. After a slight shift, Lara took more of me into her bobbing, twisting mouth. “V-Very good. What are you good at?”

“Gotta wait.” She giggled, then started and hissed as my hand eased between her spreading legs to give her a gentle rub. “Oh, um, that’s nice.”

Her voice became a low moan when I hooked my finger into her seam. With each of Lara’s languid slurps along my cock under the foamy jets, I teased my digit through Ellie. Between quiet hitching breaths, she sucked and kissed across my chest. Just as they’d been with Mandy, we’d become unified.

When Lara rose to take a breath, she grinned as Ellie chewed my other nipple. After a wink at me, she sank once more. As she restarted her wondrous sucking, I pushed my finger deeper. Soon, Ellie was gnawing along my skin. Once I’d found her clit with my other digits, her moans grew louder, sending sudsy rivulets across my chest.

Finally, she pulled from me to lean back, thrusting her tits high and widening her legs. With a smile at her reddened face, I pushed another finger into her. As they swirled deeper, she gasped ever quicker.

“God, Jim,” she muttered as her head rolled along the rim. “Mmm, just like your wife. So ... Oh, geez. Mmm, so methodical. So, goddamn s-slow.” She gulped as a hand rose from the suds to caress my slow-moving arm. “I’m used to being pawed, groped, and fucked at parties. This is, um, good. So good.”

“Glad to oblige.” I smiled. “It’s the least I can do after you took care of my wife.”

“I’m not sure who was taking care of whom.” Muscles across her soapy, quivering frame tensed. “Oh, geez, Jim. Jim, I’m ... Oh, gonna come.”

With a grin, I pumped her faster. As soon as I rolled my thumb over her spikey clit, she arched skywards. Thrashing limbs sent frothy water slapping against the tub sides as she cried out to the sun.

Just as she settled back with a shaky exhale, Lara rose once more. With her fist tight beneath my aching knob, she smiled at Ellie, then me. But said nothing before dropping to take me once more into her mouth. As the gentle velvety suction resumed, I continued my slow stroking of Ellie’s pulsating tightness.

Right then, I heard a sigh. After looking up, I spotted Mandy. Eyes on me, she was sitting on the wide stern bench. One leg was propped on its white cushions, while the other was spread across the deck. As a hand pumped deeper, her flushed gash glittered. The rapid rhythmic squelching reached me over the swirling jets and Ellie’s ever louder moans. She was getting close again. At Mandy’s chest arching, I sighed. They both were.

“Come for me, slut,” I commanded.

Although I was looking at Mandy, both women gasped. As Ellie’s pussy clenched tight, and her body shook, Mandy cried out and thrust her shaking frame skyward from the glossy white leather.

Both their screams melded in my mind as my pulse soared ever higher. Lara’s slow magic was becoming torturous. Yeah, I also was getting close. Again. As her slowing fist tightened, I groaned.