Lisa had a small suitcase with her. She was still wearing her dress. I assumed that the bra and panties were still on as well. I asked about a swimsuit and she said that she had one in her luggage. I considered foregoing a change of clothes, but if she ran into the women’s changing room and hurried, she could put on a suit before I overloaded completely. I was starting to feel desperate. She rushed to change and was back again in maybe a minute. She sensed my need and it urged her to be quick.
Without a word, I marched toward the south end of the beach, Brenda and Lisa walking quickly to keep up with me. I carried Lisa’s suitcase; it was faster than pulling it on its wheels, especially when we got to the sand.
This part of the beach was fairly dark. Thank goodness the resort wasn’t having an event like a movie on the sand tonight. One reason that there weren’t many people out here after dark was because of the insects. I’d forgotten about the insects. Damn. But I didn’t care. If we moved quickly and got in the water fast, we could avoid them for a few minutes. It wasn’t until you sat still that they really came after you.
At the transition from dry sand to wet, I said, “Strip. Quickly,” and yanked off my trunks and shirt.
I had intended to get in the water with our suits on and then take them off where no one could see, but that was before I was in this much of a hurry and while I still cared if anyone accidentally caught sight of us naked. By this point, I didn’t care at all. It was dark and no one would recognize us and it wasn’t like we were going to get arrested as long as we were at least moderately discreet.
The three of us dropped our clothes where we stood and walked quickly into the gentle waves of the bay. We kept going until the water reached our shoulders and the swells caused us to bob up and down to keep our heads above the waves.
I grabbed their naked bodies and pulled them to me, feeling their warm flesh for essentially the first time. I took handfuls of pretty butt when I had the chance and didn’t hold back when I fondled a breast now and then. In less than a minute, I had one positioned on each of my hips, with their legs around my waist and my fingers sliding between their butt cheeks and touching them like they’d probably never been touched before, based on what they had told me about their past lives.
I said, “We’re going under. I’ve got you. When we come up, we are married. Just like we want. Here goes,” and I ducked down so that we were all immersed in saltwater. I almost lost my footing, but I caught myself, standing up and lifting the girls with me. I immediately started walking toward the sand, carrying them around my waist.
It would have been fun to play for a while, but it would have been frustrating for all of us. It isn’t necessarily easy to have sex in the ocean. It takes time and a lot of lubrication. And that takes arousal and patience. None of us had enough patience for that right now.
As the water got shallower, I set the girls down and we ran for the sand. I told them to hurry and put on their suits and I grabbed the suitcase again. We didn’t stop to rinse at the outdoor shower; we ran straight to the elevators and then straight to our suite.
When I opened the door, I wasn’t sure what to do next. There were several options. I settled on grabbing Brenda’s swimsuit and yanking it down her shoulders and then forcing it down to her ankles. She stepped out of it while I did the same to Lisa. Finally, I pulled down my own shorts and kicked them aside.
This was good. We were married.
I growled, “Now, you are both totally fuckable princess brides and the prince is as hard as a post. Lisa, get a spare blanket for the bed so that we don’t get the bed wet.”
I grabbed Brenda and threw her around my waist again as Lisa rushed to cover the bed the way that I had asked. By the time I got to the bedroom, Brenda already had me positioned at her opening, trying to get me inside.
Dropping her on her back with her legs wide I said, “Girls, we’ll do this differently next time, but this time I’m a beast and I’m not going to try to act like I’m not. Brenda, fuck me!”
Standing at the edge of the bed, I lowered my crotch toward Brenda’s pelvis and she grabbed my shaft and guided me in.
Chapter 9 - Pleasure
None of us was especially skillful and I don’t think we had any fantasies that we were. I pushed down into Brenda and filled her. For now, that was enough. She was wet. I was hard. Her nipples were swollen. My arms braced my body beside her ears and I stared into her eyes fiercely.
Suddenly, Brenda arched backward and shuddered. Apparently, the emotions and my manhood were enough for now. Starting to rock in and out of her, her lubrication building on my post, I slid as far out as I could, just the tip touching her entrance and then I leaned in and drove all the way to the root, pressing my balls hard against her bottom. I went slowly, but firmly. And Brenda was all for it. Bending my knees slightly, I angled upward, shoving against the front wall of her vagina and Brenda climaxed again.
This was a good sign. When I’d said that what I wanted from a relationship included sex, I meant that I wanted it often and with enthusiasm. I didn’t mean that my lover needed to be a skillful sex therapist, just an enthusiastic playmate. I now had every evidence that Brenda was all of that. She wanted sex, I wanted sex, she was satisfied with my performance, at least for now, and we’d do it again whenever we wanted to. This was going to work out fine.
Brenda had been aroused and ready all day long. She’d also had at least two sexual experiences resulting in orgasm today. I hadn’t. I’d been semi-erect all day too, but I hadn’t had a release of that tension. And the only thing that had kept me from taking a shower and masturbating, or having Brenda get me off, was that I was concerned about my recovery time and a possible need to satisfy Brenda, Lisa, or more likely both, with actual intercourse. I could take care of them in other ways over and over, but I wasn’t sure how long it would be between my ability to actually stuff them full of my meat. So, I’d held off. And now that Brenda had felt me inside her, I needed to move on. I wasn’t going to last more than a few more minutes and I knew that Lisa wanted some too.
I’d need to look into a daily dose of a sexual medicinal. Maybe I wouldn’t need it, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt. Most of my ability to perform was probably going to be based on my emotional state of arousal and the physical part would take care of itself, but it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared with a daily “vitamin”.
I rode Brenda a bit more vigorously for a minute but found myself so close to climax that I forced myself to stop, just so that I could pay attention to whatever needs Lisa had right now. I hadn’t even looked to see where she was or what she was doing. In fact, I hadn’t given any thought to the situation at all. I had two women here and I was having sex with one while the other sat by waiting. How did that work? What was I supposed to do? How did Lisa feel, watching me with Brenda? How did Brenda feel, knowing that Lisa was in the room while Brenda had sex with me?
At the moment, I didn’t care. Not a bit. Our hormones were high and our brains were in the backseat while our bodies drove for a while. Obviously, Brenda was beyond caring. I’d given her what she needed.
Looking up from Brenda’s face, her eyes now closed and her breathing more like panting, I searched for Lisa. She was in a chair near the bed, watching. The expression on her face could have been hunger. Or awe. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes seemed fixed on me and Brenda. She seemed to look from my face to Brenda’s body and back every few seconds.
I waved my hand and beckoned her to come close. She jumped. And she was beside me in an instant.
I pointed at the bed beside Brenda and said firmly, “On the bed. Hands and knees.”
I didn’t even think about how she might respond. Was this a position that she enjoyed? Did she have any emotions attached to it? If she did, they weren’t negative, as was evidenced by her immediately crawling onto the bed and lowering her head to the mattress with her rear in the air and her feet hanging just at the edge of the blankets.
She was beautiful. Her opennes
s was beautiful. She was eager to receive me. I’d never been treated like this before. Whatever I wanted, she was apparently ready.
I pulled away from Brenda, feeling the cool air-conditioning as it hit my penis, wet from Brenda’s sex, and stepped behind Lisa. Her face was tilted so that she could see me position myself with my hands on her hips. Sliding my right hand down her butt and all the way to her pretty mound, I stroked her firmly with my palm, opening her labia. But I found that they were already open and more than moist. Pushing my first two fingers into her easily, I felt her warmth and she pushed back hard onto my hand. Lisa must have been rubbing herself in her chair while Brenda and I had been together. That was enough for me. I took hold of my shaft and thrust into her tunnel.
Lisa gasped and then grunted. I felt her squeeze me hard with her vagina, crushing me in excitement.
I said, “Lisa, I’m not going to last long this first time!”
Lisa exclaimed, “You don’t have to! Just…just, uh, fuck me!”
I took her at her word and began thrusting hard and fast, slamming against her butt on every stroke. Lisa began an incoherent babble of encouragement, obviously enjoying what was happening. Reaching around her body, I rubbed the sides of her clit, pressing her against my cock through the front wall of her pussy, and she started coming.
Lisa bucked and grunted time after time, and when I looked at her face, her eyes were rolled back and a little bit of drool escaped from her lips. It looked like she had one hand on one of her tits and was doing her best to squeeze and pull at it where it was smashed into the bed beneath her.
I said forcefully, “Brenda, I’m going to come inside Lisa.”
Brenda said weakly, but with perfect happiness, “OK” and I stiffened and pumped my stuff as deeply into Lisa’s body as I could, feeling the head of my manhood touching the very end of her tunnel.
Both of us shook and shuddered for several seconds. Lisa had two more obvious orgasms as mine ran to the finish line inside her.
Just as I started to relax and pull away, Brenda said, “Wait. Stay there.”
She sat up and got close and said quietly, “I always wanted to try this. It’s OK, right? If I suck on you when you come out?”
Without waiting for an answer, Brenda took hold of me, and as Lisa fell forward onto the bed, Brenda stuck me between her lips and caught any drips that might still be there. She kissed and sucked just the head, making sure that I was empty. It felt really good and I couldn’t help but push forward, encouraging her to take me farther into her mouth, which she did easily enough. As she looked up at me from her knees on the floor beside the bed, she smiled with her eyes and squeezed me with her hand to force any remaining semen toward the tip where she licked me lovingly. When she stood up, I hugged her busty nakedness to my body and held her for a moment.
Brenda said gently, “Lisa Dear, get up for a second so that I can turn down the bed for you to get inside.”
The way that she said it was loving and soft. It was mothering and nurturing. It made me feel like crying out of joy at the beauty of what she was communicating.
I helped Lisa sit up and then stand, and I hugged her as Brenda quickly took the damp blanket away from the bed and turned down the sheets. Had Brenda worked in a hotel at some point in her life?”
I said, “My loves, we should really shower and wash off the saltwater.”
I wasn’t going to ask stupid questions about how any of us felt about what we’d done. Not yet.
All of us were a bit rubber-legged, but we made it to the bathroom and got the shower started. I stepped in with Lisa but Brenda took a second to use the bathroom first. She didn’t balk for an instant. She just sat down and peed. As if doing that in front of us was perfectly natural and comfortable for her. I liked it. It was honest and accepting. It was shameless. It was, in a way, loving.
The shower in the suite was definitely large enough for all of us. There were two showerheads. We washed off, taking the opportunity to touch each other for the first time in new ways, and then we dried off.
As Brenda dried her hair with a towel, she said, “I’ll throw on my dress and run down to the gift shop and buy some lotion and new toothbrushes. I’ll be right back.”
Lisa said sweetly, “Oh thank you, Brenda. That’s really sweet of you. Do you want me to come with you?”
Brenda said, “No, you stay here and make sure we are ready for bed. I’ll be right back.”
With that, she pulled her dress on over her head without undies and left the room.
Lisa and I stayed in the bathroom while Lisa dried her hair.
She said, “Ronny, this is going to work. It really is really going to work. Ronny, I love you. I love this. Brenda is so perfect. I love her so much now. You know, I liked her when you guys came in this morning, but I’d watched her for a few days and I wasn’t sure that I could trust her at all. But now, I know that she is exactly what I needed. In order to be with you. This is going to work. It’s really, really, going to work.”
I smiled and said, “Yeah, it really, really is. Lisa, I love you. I really do. Don’t question the fact that we just met.”
She grinned and said, “I wasn’t going to.”
I said, “Good. This had to be meant to be. I just know it. It’s weird but…”
Lisa said, “Ronny, shut up. There’s nothing to say. Except for one thing.”
Lisa turned off the hairdryer and finished brushing her hair with the brush from my travel kit.
She continued, “I loved it. When you were fucking Brenda. I loved it. I didn’t know how I would feel about that, but it was beautiful. So, if I wake up in the middle of the night, or at dawn, or walk into the room after work, and you and Brenda are going at it, it’s going to make me feel really happy. Oh, and I couldn’t believe that you let me be first. That was nice. I didn’t care, of course, but when you asked permission from Brenda and she said, yes, I couldn’t believe how much she loved both of us. It was perfect and beautiful. I felt solid. Like we really are all married now.”
I said, “When what happened first?”
Lisa smiled and kissed me and said, “When you came inside me. And then the way that Brenda kissed us both off of your penis, and it had just been making love to me. That was so loving that I cried. It feels things have been leading up to this for years and years. That we’ve been waiting and wanting, and now that it’s here, it’s better than we could have dreamed. She inspires me. Telling me that I’d better get used to being so safe that I just go to the bathroom with both of you as if that’s totally without shame! It was amazing. I truly felt loved by that. And the clear implication that I was accepted in that way. And for Pete’s sake, the way she kept looking at me and encouraging me while you were between her legs was hotter emotionally than anything I’ve ever experienced. And I started to touch myself and ask her with my expression if that was OK, because I couldn’t help it, and she grinned and her eyes told me to go ahead and that she wanted me to take part in any lovemaking in any way that we could. It was beautiful.”
Lisa leaned back against the bathroom counter and said, “The way that we communicated silently was, I don’t know, spiritual. It was like I saw something in her. And in me too, something that I didn’t know was there. It was like there’s a goddess inside her that she never knew about. And maybe a little bit of that in me too. She told me there was. Without saying a word. And the crazy thing is that she doesn’t know it. But did you see it? When it came out and took control of her?”
I said, “When she was thrashing around on the bed?”
Lisa said, “No. No, no, no. When she told us that she was going to buy lotion and toothbrushes. That wasn’t her. It was her, it was the real her, but it was different than she has been all day. She has been sweet, but now, she’s different. And younger. I swear. She is going to look younger. She looks great, obviously. But now…I can’t even describe it.”
I took Lisa’s hand and led her out of the bathroom into the living room s
o that we would be there when Brenda returned. I sat her naked on my lap and she leaned into me.
She said, “And Ronny, when she looked at me, while she fucked you so sweetly, she told me that any thoughts about us keeping two homes and you commuting between us was absolutely not going to happen and that I would live with you both and be with you both from now on. It’s more wonderful than I could ever imagine.”
She was silent for a minute and then added, “And it’s all really going to work.”
Lisa and I rested in each other’s arms until Brenda returned. She smiled and tossed Lisa a bottle of lotion and the two of them started putting it on. They did each other’s backs.
When they were done, Brenda told us to brush our teeth and get into bed. Brenda started to try to find nightgowns, but Lisa told her in no uncertain terms that she would be sleeping in the nude tonight. That we all would. Brenda smiled and told us that she thought that was a wonderful idea because we needed as much skin-on-skin as we could get right now because we were bonding.
Climbing into bed together, Brenda slept on my right and Lisa on my left. We talked a bit about this and that before falling asleep.
The girls were still asleep when I woke up just before dawn. It was my habit to go out to the resort veranda to relax, meditate and write, and after doing a bit of Qi Gong on the balcony in the dark, I grabbed my laptop and headed down.
A few hours later, the girls joined me. I hadn’t left a note, but both of them knew my routine well enough to know exactly where I’d be. I told them to make sure that we all had each other’s phone numbers on our favorites. I wanted us to be able to contact each other when we needed something.
Lisa had to go to work today. There was a cruise ship docking as we sat there watching and her store would be busy. She’d open the store and stay until about dinner time. When she mentioned that she had to buy some new clothes and that all she had kept was the dress that she had on yesterday, Brenda looked concerned. Lisa told her that it wasn’t a problem and that she’d get some shorts and a blouse at the store before she opened for the day and that she would wear that to work in.
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