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With Three You Get... Ch. 01

By: Rathgon



Day 1

Janet stepped onto the liveaboard dive boat with mild trepidation; this was to be her home for the next week. The dive company sales literature and several phone calls to them assured her limited diving experience was no obstacle to her enjoyment of the trip, but still lingering doubts plagued her. At 40 she was a newbie to diving having only her certification dives and two boat dives near her home in her logbook. Jill, her friend from work, had cancelled two weeks before the trip due to a family emergency. Jill and Janet had taken the dive course and the boat dives together and eventually talked each other into a "dive vacation" offered by the local dive shop to Tahiti, but now Janet was on her own, determined to expand her life experiences.

Her marriage, to a man who considered TV sports to be adventure enough, had ended a few years before. It had never been a particularly bad, nor a particularly good, marriage but had gradually spiraled down to tepid union lacking excitement, spontaneity, warmth, and, least of all, sex. Based on her experience, sex was not an exceptionally exciting activity though early in the relationship it had brought her the warmth she liked and generally felt good. Her husbands interest had gradually diminished and while her sexless life seemed better than other girls at work whose husbands satisfied themselves then rolled over, she longed for the physical pleasures extolled by other girls whose partners still thrilled them. Two short relationships followed her divorce and both reinforced her conviction that sex, while not uncomfortable, was not the orgasmic activity it could be. 

A few months after her second relationship ended she discovered the physical relaxation offered by an orgasm as her fingers gently stroked her pussy, parting the lips and sliding in before rubbing lazy circles around her clit. A friends "naughty lady" party had produced a soft rubber vibrator and her pleasures increased as one hand would slide it in and out of herself while the fingers of her other hand would caress her clitoris. The orgasms produced would be strikingly powerful, often leaving her shaking for several minutes afterward. Her active imagination soon began providing fantasies that increased her self-pleasure...a much younger man that she would teach to fulfill her, an older man who knew how and would spend hours teasing her before allowing her release, and one fantasy that surprised even her, another woman who would caress and lick her to ecstasy. Her frequent thoughts of oral sex, both giving and receiving, surprised her. Her husband had requested it but was unwilling to return the favor and the acts were dismissed from further discussion or action. She had stated upfront to the men in her following relationships that she wouldn't perform the act and neither had pursued it with her. She thought it unlikely that it was a commonly performed act despite what her erotic reading material suggested.

Beyond sex, her life had become much more exciting, white water rafting trips, a backpacking trip, cycling, camping, she had experienced much in the few years of her divorce, especially when compared with her previous life. The scuba diving was on her list and while talking with Jill at lunch one day they discovered it was a common wish between them. Janet researched the dive shops in the area for classes and two months later they had their certification and one dive boat trip behind them. 

In addition to diving the Tahiti dive boat was a sailboat, another thing on Janet's list of things to try. The nervousness she was experiencing was mostly due to Jill's absence, Jill had been her only dive partner so far and Janet worried she would embarrass herself with a more experienced diver.

Her dive gear was stowed by the crew in the wet room so Janet only carried her clothes and such to her cabin. There were eight double cabins and two "suites" for the passengers, which turned out to be a double cabin with an attached single cabin. The tiny single cabin had it's own toilet room, or "head" to use the proper nautical term and it's own exit to the passageway as well as a door to the main double cabin of the suite, much like adjoining rooms in a hotel. Jill's departure from the trip had left Janet in one of the single cabins and she quickly organized her clothes in the eight-foot by six-foot space then hurried back on deck to watch the boats departure.

On the way down the narrow passageway she bumped into the couple occupying the adjacent cabin as they exited their cabin. An unexpected movement of the boat caused the bump to be a literal one and Janet and the redheaded woman exiting the cabin tumbled to the deck in a heap. The man, still in the cabin doorway, helped the two women extricate themselves. The woman was trim, around Janet's age, with a pleasant smile, green eyes and fair skin immediately introduced herself as Dinah and noted it was quite possible they'd be bumping into each other again in the narrow confines of the passageway. The man, blue eyes, brown haired and somewhat more tan than his companion introduced himself as Mark and assured them they would soon get their sea legs.

The made their way up to the second deck level where they could watch the crew cast-off the dock lines as the boat motored out into the harbor.

"I thought this was a sailboat," Janet remarked to Mark and Dinah as the large catamaran made its way through the moored boats of the crowded harbor.

"They'll probably raise the sails once we're outside the reef, it's too crowded here in the harbor and the winds are unpredictable this close to the island."

The boat motored out of the harbor and through the passage in the reef into the open ocean. A crewmember circulated through the passengers who had gathered on deck to see if anyone wanted to help raise the sails and work the boat. Janet, Dinah, and Mark immediately took them up on the offer and were soon cranking the winch that raised the huge mainsail.

"What rope is this?" Dinah asked

"This is the main halyard," Mark said to Dinah, "It raises the main sail."

Dinah turned to Janet and said, "We have a sail boat and have been on several charters but I never remember the names of all the ropes. And they're "lines," not "ropes," before Mark the sailorman corrects me."

Mark grinned at her, "Nicely done, what line is this one we're going to pull the jib out with.?"

Before Dinah could answer Janet cut in, "Whats a ... jib?

Dinah answered, "It's the sail in front of the mast and we'll use the jib sheet to pull it out," she answered proudly.

With the sails set the crewman introduced himself Pierre, the first mate, and the skipper was Sam, currently at the helm. Pierre said once the boat was away from the reefs whoever wanted could take a turn at the helm, if conditions remained light. As they sailed into the late afternoon Pierre led tours through the boat to show them through the boat in small groups.

"The bow looks nice," Dinah said of the trampoline area between the two hulls of the catamaran. Janet thought she caught a knowing look exchanged between Mark and Dinah.

"On our charter in La Paz we were on a 38' cat and Dinah spent all of the sailing time stretched out on the tramp." Mark explained.

Pierre had said the boat was 90' long so 38' seemed tiny. "We only had four people on it," Dinah explained. "It seemed huge at the time."

"I think I'm going to relax a bit, maybe take a nap in my cabin." Janet said, the traveling having taken its toll.

"Me, too," Mark said, looking knowingly at Dinah.

"That's all he thinks about," Dinah laughed to Janet. "Maybe later," she said to him, patting his hand, "I need a nap now, too."

Later, Janet heard a knock on the door adjoining the two cabins. "We're heading to dinner, would you like to join us?" Dinah's voice called.

"Sure," Janet answered, opening the door. She had been just ready to leave when Dinah had called.

"Want to take a look at our cabin?" Dinah asked, stepping back so Janet could enter. Their cabin was a little larger; a sink projected from one wall near a door Janet assumed was the head. The bed was probably queen sized and filled most of the room, a candleholder hung above the bed and a small chair sat in the corner.

"I understand they have movies after dinner," Janet said.

"Old movies," Mark said.

They left the cabin and headed down the passageway to the galley.

Dinner was a fairly casual affair during which the crew introduced themselves, followed by the passengers introducing themselves one by one and giving their diving experience. Janet was happy to learn that she was not the only one with limited experience, in fact Dinah noted that she had only been diving a few times and admitted to not being entirely comfortable in the water. Dinah admitted she intended to spend as much time relaxing as diving. Mark had been diving for several years and was going to spend as much time in the water as possible.

Later that evening after dinner Janet was watching the movie in the galley, an old black and white copy of "Creature From the Black Lagoon," with the other passengers when she noticed Dinah and Mark had slipped out. Wanting to talk about her relaxing approach to the trip, Janet snuck out as well, looking for the couple. 

It was dark on deck with circles of light being illuminated by the deck lights. The wind was still blowing and the sails stretched up into the darkness. Janet stopped by the cabin and lightly tapped on Dinah and Marks cabin door with no answer. She remembered Dinah's comments about the bow and went forward to see if they were there. Her bare feet padded silently on the deck as she approached the bow. Not seeing anything in the darkness she stood and gazed up, silently admiring stars she had never seen before.

A soft voice sounded in the darkness but the Janet couldn't make out any words. She walked forward more.

"That's it, mmmmmmm", she heard Dinah's voice. Moving closer Janet could make out two figures leaning back against hull of the inflatable boat secured to the forward deck, facing away from her.

"MMMMMM, that's really good." Dinah purred again. Now that her eyes had adjusted to the light of the three-quarter full moon Janet could see Dinah laying back, her legs spread wide. "Oh yeah, right there," Dinah moaned. Marks right hand was on the inside of Dinah's thigh, its motion making it obvious he was stroking her pussy, masturbating her there on the deck. His face was near Dinah's ear and Janet could hear him whispering, unable to make out the words.

"Oh yeah?" Dinah moaned, "Does it feel good?" More whispers...Then Mark moved down and his face disappeared into Dinah's crotch. Dinah glanced around, unbuttoned her shirt then moved one hand to the top of his head, the other rubbing her small, firm breasts, occasionally pulling on her nipples. Dinah's bare skin appeared pale in the moonlight and Janet saw her hips thrusting up and down on Mark's face "Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, I'm going to come." Her hip motions increased and then "ugghhh," Dinah gasped, her body convulsing, drawing her legs up. Mark's face remained between her legs, moving up and down as he licked away at Dinah's pussy.

Janet was amazed, Dinah's orgasm lasted nearly a minute before she pushed Marks head away, gasping, and pulling him up as she curled up into him. He held her, stroking her hair, as her breathing slowed. Janet could hear him telling her how much he loved her, and thanking her for letting him take her there. "Lets get back to the cabin, so I can take care of you," Janet heard Dinah say.

Slipping silently away Janet felt the her arousal low in her belly, she knew without touching she was wet, more wet than she could remember without manually stimulating herself. She heard Mark and Dinah raising off the trampoline and starting for the passageway. Janet went around the boat and was surprised to see Dinah and Mark kissing in the passage outside their cabin.

"Sorry to interrupt you guys." Janet said as she squeezed past them in the narrow passage.

"You didn't interrupt us at all," Dinah said, smiling broadly. "Not at all." Dinah repeated as she and Mark disappeared into their cabin.

Once in her cabin Janet slipped out of her clothes and laid out on her bunk, her legs spread wide. Her nipples were hard as she squeezed and pinched them, making herself wait for the pleasure of touching her pussy. Gawd, she was wet as her right hand slowly traced its way down. Her middle finger touched her swollen lips, slippery with her juices. She slid two fingers into herself, moaning as she did so. She finger-fucked herself for awhile, holding off the ultimate touch. When she could stand no more she withdrew her now lubricated fingers and allowed herself to stroke her clit. A moan, much louder than she intended, escaped her as the first touch sent her over. Wave after wave of pleasure as she slowed the stroking of her clit, gasping slight as one more wave took her.

Janet lay on her bunk, her breathing gradually easing until it returned to normal. A moan sounded nearby. For a second Janet wondered if she had made the sound but as reason returned to her she realized it was a more masculine sound. With a shock she noted the adjoining door was not fully closed and another moan filtered through.

Had they heard her, how could they not have? It was dark in her cabin, the curtains were still drawn over the port, not that there was much light outside to illuminate things inside. Another moan, Janet slid off her bunk, the carpeted floor absorbed all sound as she crept to the door, the rush of the water along the hull was the only sound, other than the moaning and panting from the other side of the door. Peering through the crack in the door she saw the adjoining door was open, left that way since she had gone through it on the way to dinner. A candle burned in its holder above the bed, illuminating the two bodies moving on the bunk. Dinah lay on her back, her legs spread wide as she held Mark between them. He was pounding into her pussy, gasping and moaning with every thrust. "That's it baby, fuck me, fuck me hard," Dinah's voice came through as a whisper.

His thrusts slowed, his cock head just sliding in and out. Then he eased himself down, pushing in as deep as he could go, Dinah wiggling her hips to get him as deep as possible. "Yeah baby, you're way in there" she whispered as he lay still for a few moments. He began again, pulling all the way out then slipping back in. A minute late he was pounding hard again, the sound of their skin slapping together clearly audible.

Janet's hand was back on her still sopping pussy, her fingers alternately sliding in and out of her well-lubed vagina and stroking her clit. It felt so good and watching her new friends fuck was so hot. She wanted to get her vibrator but was afraid she would miss the climax of the show.

"I'm gonna come," Mark said through his breathing. "I want to come on you..." he cried.

"On my face babe, give it to me, come on, come on my face, ...." Dinah's voice, not pleading, not ordering, not taunting, the sound of a lover wanting please.

With a sudden jerk of his body Mark pulled out of her pussy, and moved his cock (Janet saw a gleam of it in the candlelight) over Dinah's face. Her hand came up and pumped him, her mouth open. With a loud "ugggh," Janet knew he was coming although she couldn't see the actual load due to the darkness. Janet heard a sucking sound as Mark slumped visibly against the wall, Dinah's hands caressing his balls, sucking and licking his cock.

With a sigh Mark rolled off Dinah and eased himself down to the bunk and stretched out on his back, his gleaming cock slightly pulsating but staying hard. Dinah moved to the sink and retrieved a washcloth, returning to the bed to wipe Marks cock which had now started to shrink. After cleaning him she chuckled as she wiped her face, "That was a lot, anything or anybody in particular on your dirty mind?" she asked teasingly. She tossed the cloth into the sink and returned to the bed, kissing Mark and petting his face and hair, much as he had done to her on deck.

Mark rolled over and wrapped his arm around her, "Let me get the light," Dinah said, sitting up. Janet wasn't sure if it was just her imagination or if Dinah actually flashed a smile and raised her eyebrows towards the door just before she blew out the candle. 

Closing and latching the door in what she hoped was a silent manner she returned to her bunk, retrieving her vibrator from its location in her bag on the way. Laying back on the bunk she slid it into her, filling the void her fingers couldn't reach. Trying to keep quiet, she worked the rubber cock in and out of her pussy with one hand, the fingers of the other hand slid back and forth on her clit. She maintained a slow pace, the cock felt so good. She pulled it out and slipped it into her mouth, momentarily lost in the simultaneous fantasy's of sucking Mark's cock and licking Dinah's pussy. The cock slid back into her cunt and with a sudden quickening of the pace she reached the spot where her climax was eminent. She slowed, trying to stay in that spot until the sleep-inducing climax took her. Her body bucked and a loud moan escaped her. She extracted the rubber cock from her and rolled onto her side, slipping quietly to a deep sleep.

To be continued ...

With Three You Get... Ch. 02



Day 2

A knocking on the passageway door awoke Janet, the vibrator lay on the pillow beside her head. She had vague recollections of erotic dreams throughout the night, of waking and sucking the rubber cock before drifting back to her pleasant dream filled night.

"Next dive starts in an hour, breakfast's ready in the galley," the voice from the passageway called.

"Okay," Janet called back, then rolled out of bed, stowing the vibrator back in her bag. A few minutes at the sink to prepare for the day then she looked at herself in the mirror. Her breasts were larger than Dinah's, not huge but a pleasant handful. They sagged slightly but weren't bad, she decided. She did have a great butt, and her body, though not as thin as Dinah's, was firm, her time at the gym was worth it, she decided. Her bright blue eyes stared back at her; they were her favorite feature. She spent a few moments trying to tame her mass of brown unruly hair, before tying it into a ponytail. She slipped her bathing suit on, took one last look in the mirror and, pleased with what she saw, made her way to the galley.

Dinah was sitting n the galley, her red hair pulled back into ponytail. She was covering a piece of toast with strawberry jelly. Janet grabbed some coffee and a bagel and joined her. "Mark not up yet?" she asked.

"He's up and gone on the first dive, should be back in a few minutes. After his surface interval we're going to go together. Did you find a dive partner yet?"

"No, I'm the only single, we need to wait and see whose going in the next dive," Janet said.

"You can come with us," Dinah said. "We go slow and take it really easy."

Mark came off the dive deck and sat down next to Dinah. "It's incredible, the vis is really good, we saw manta rays, and a shark, and some moray eels."

The women soaked up some sun while Mark ate and waited for his surface interval to end. When he was ready they suited up and made their dive, and as Mark said, it was incredible. Both women were gushing with words when they broke the surface off the stern of the boat. After their surface interval they made a second dive, every bit as good as the first. Mark did the last dive with another group while the woman showered and dried off. They took a snack and drinks and stretched out on the bow trampoline, deserted except for them. They watched the divers in the distance as they rolled off the inflatable.

"Did you like the show last night?" Dinah asked, breaking the silence.

Caught off guard Janet stammered for an answer.

"I saw you when Mark and I were on the bow and then left the door open so you could see in the cabin. I could see your outline in the passageway light."

Janet stammered some more, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to spy on you. It was just so ...," she trailed off.

"It was such a turn on for me, being watched. Mark and I talk about it a lot, its one of the fantasies we use to get us going. Last night on deck I saw you just before I came, it made me come so hard. And then in our room I whispered to him that you were watching and it really set him off, too. There was cum in my hair and running off my nose, I think it drained him. Did it get you off?"

Janet was momentarily speechless, then the rush came back and she found she was wet again. "Well, yeah, several times. And I woke up dreaming about it, too. Do you ... you know ... like ... using your mouth? Does he do it to you? I hope you don't mind me asking."

"No, not at all. I like pleasuring him and he works so hard when we actually ... fuck, " she said in a lower tone. "It's really nice for him to just lay back and have me do it to him. It doesn't get me off or anything, but it feels really good to please him. As for him, he says he'll lick me whenever I want and I must admit, some weekend mornings he wakes me up with a back rub and then rolls me over and licks my pussy, it feels really good. I guess it works for us, he rubs my back almost every night and I give back to him what he likes. We really only ... fuck ... a few time a month, it takes him so long to get off, I get sore sometimes."

"But coming on you, on your face...?" Janet pressed.

"He really likes it sometimes, but he can't explain why. In some way it pleases me, too, but I don't know why. Probably some form of dominate/passive relationship...," Dinah tried to explain. "We don't finish that way very often, did you like it?"

Janet answered, "I came when I heard you sucking him, my knees almost collapsed under me. I've never had a man in my mouth, the thought has really turned me on lately, and him doing me, but I've never done it or even seen it done in real life."

Dinah leaned forward, "You can get a closer view if you want. It would be such a turn on for us to have you watching."

"Do you mean it?" Janet asked, her arousal taking over. "I'd love it."

That night after dinner the boat was motoring to the next days dive site, the wind having slackened to a slight breeze. The rumble of the motors would mask the sounds of their lovemaking, Dinah thought, as Mark rubbed the lotion into her lower back. She had a pillow under her stomach and her cute little butt was raised, fully naked. Every few strokes Mark would slide his fingers along her pussy. "You're really wet already, you thinking about last night?" he said, still wearing a pair of shorts.

"Something like that." The words were no sooner out of her mouth than a light knock sounded on the adjoining door. "Crap," Mark muttered. "Just answer it," Dinah said, "You're dressed."

Mark swung the door open and Janet stood there in shorts and a tank top, her erect nipples showing she wore no bra. "Come on in and sit down, we're just getting started." Dinah called.

Janet smiled meekly at Mark, "Only if it's OK with you," she said. Reviving from his momentary befuddlement and grasping that Dinah had planned this surprise he said, "Sure, come on in."

Janet slipped past him and slid into the chair facing the bed, Mark got back on the bed. "Surprise!" Dinah said, as Mark resumed kneading her lower back. Finishing her back he started on her legs and feet then had her roll over. Her pink nipples were hard as she moved onto her back. She reached up and pulled Mark down to a kiss. "Lets give her a show."

Mark kissed down her chest as Dinah's hands moved up to grasp the headboard. His tongue darted around her breasts before firmly sucking her nipple into his mouth. He repeated the act on the other side and Dinah's legs parted in front of Janet's eyes. Her pussy was wet, the lips swollen with desire, and shaved, Janet noted, with just a patch of red hair at the top. Mark moved down between her legs, sliding his arms beneath her thighs and stroking the sides of her breasts. As Janet watched intently and Dinah moaned, he began licking the inside of her thighs, then up along the outside of each of the lips. Then lightly, oh so lightly, his tongue licked right on top of the lips. They parted, exposing the wetness that lay within. Looking back a Janet he saw her smile briefly at him, then chew her lower lip as she stared, her hands gripping the sides of the chair tightly.

With his tongue he started at the bottom of her pussy, just above the puckered hole of her ass, and lick up in one stroke, plunging in as far as he could when he reached her vagina then moved the lubrication up over Dinah's clit. Flattening his tongue he slid it back and forth across the clit, eliciting an intense moan (whether from Janet or Dinah he wasn't sure,) before rubbing circles around the clit with the tip of his tongue. Moving back down he sucked the lips into his mouth, one at a time, then both, then slid his tongue back into her. Licking between her ass and pussy got another moan, as did a brief moment sucking on her clit as his tongue flitted about it.

By turning her head to the side Dinah could see that Janet was stroking her pussy through the leg of her shorts. "Let me see," Dinah said. Janet paused momentarily before slipping her shorts off and placing her feet on the edge of the bed a few feet apart. The dark pubic hair couldn't hide the puffy lips as Janet's hand returned to stroking her pussy, sliding two fingers deep within herself. The sight caused Dinah to moan, raising her hips to Marks eager mouth, he responded by sliding a finger into Dinah and curling it forward to her G-spot. "That is so good," Dinah moaned, gripping the headboard tightly. Opening her eyes again she met Janet's gaze, "Take your top off, too," Dinah said.

The top came off quickly and Janet's free hand pinched and pulled her own straining nipples. Dinah pulled Mark up from his position to lay beside her, taking his hand and guiding it to her pussy. "Let's watch for a minute," she said. Janet matched their gaze, looking back at them as she parted her pussy lips with one hand and slid the index finger of her other hand through the slippery pussy before circling it around her clit. Mark matched her moves on Dinah's pussy. With a "aagghh" Dinah's body spasmed as an enormous orgasm racked her body. Mark's finger continued its dance on Dinah's clit until her legs closed and she rolled onto her side, still watching Janet, whose own orgasm was just finishing as well.

The three rested for a few minutes before Dinah broke the stillness by sitting up and rolling Mark over onto his back. "Now for the main show," she said to Janet. Mark's cock was rock hard in his shorts as Dinah pulled his shorts down and off his body. She lay beside him, facing Janet and the now pulsing cock. "It's nice, huh?" she commented to Janet, stroking the shaft with one hand and tickling the bottom of his sack with the other. Smiling at Janet, Dinah extended her tongue and licked the head of the cock and withdrew, causing a string of pre-cum to form between her mouth and his cock. Still tickling his balls she licked the shaft all over, noting that Janet's hand was back to stroking her pussy.

With her mouth poised over his cock, Dinah asked, "Ready?" then slid Mark's cock into her mouth, enclosing it fully in the warm, wet, softness. Mark moaned as Dinah's head bobbed up and down. The ecstasy was extreme, Mark opened his eyes to see Janet continuing her pussy play, then his cock was enclosed again by Dinah's warm mouth.

Janet watched, her pussy alive with passion, as Mark's cock disappeared into Dinah's mouth, Dinah's head bobbing as her hand stroked up and down that part that was not in her mouth. Janet came again, but only slight slowed her masturbation. Dinah's manual and oral manipulation of Mark's cock continued for a time. "Even when he's excited it takes so long for him to come," Dinah said to Janet conversationally as her hand stoked Mark's cock faster now. Dinah's took the cock in her mouth again, deep to the back of her throat and moaned. She knew the vibration of the sound in her mouth added to his pleasure.

"Oh yeah, right there," Mark said as he reached the point. Dinah's hand slowed and she raised her head. "Watching? Here it comes," she said as she pointed his cock straight up, "See how tight his balls get when he comes." The first spurt flew high over Dinah's head before splatting down on Mark's chest. More spurts followed, one landing on Dinah's cheek before the last few just ran down his cock, covering Dinah's hand. "That's it, that's my boy," she said.

Janet slumped back in the chair, the last orgasm shuddering through her body. "That was incredible," she at last gasped out to the smiling Dinah who was still sliding her hand up and down Mark's cock, now slippery with his come. Dinah got up and retrieve a wet towel to clean Mark and herself up. Janet stood on shaky legs and gathered up her clothes. "Much better than "the Blob" they're showing in the galley." Janet stopped at the foot of the bed and rubbed Mark's foot. "Sleep good," she said. "Thanks," she said to Dinah, "I'll never forget it." 

Janet slipped back into her cabin and fell into her bunk, fast asleep when her head hit the pillow.

Day 3

Up again the next morning Janet found Dinah in the galley again. "Mark's off already?"

"Gone at dawn", she said. "There was an advanced dive to a wreak and he had to see it."

Not sure how to bring it up Janet stammered a little before quietly saying "Thanks again for last night."

"It was our pleasure, let me assure you," Dinah said. Leaning forward she said "We were so excited he got me off again after you left and then we slept like the dead."

"I used my vibrator this morning," Janet admitted sheepishly. "Thinking about it got me going again..."

"Would you like to try it," Dinah asked?

"Try what?" Janet asked.

Dinah leaned closer still, her breath warm in Janet's ear, "Sucking Mark's cock."

Whether it was Dinah's proximity or the idea of Mark's cock Janet wasn't sure but she felt her pussy tingle. "Would you mind. I mean, I'd love to try, but ..."

"We've talked about it a million times, used it in our fantasies. Having another woman pleasure him while I hold and kiss him would really get me excited. As a matter of fact, that first night on deck he was telling me a story of having a brown haired woman suck him off as he fingered me, the idea really set off my orgasm.

"Do you think he'd mind?" Janet asked, partially convinced.

Dinah gave her a "get real" look. "Same time tonight?"

"I'll be there."

The rest of the day sped by, after Mark's return and breakfast they dove together then took a trip to a nearby motu for a look around. The motu, a small island on a reef, was a picture postcard of a deserted tropical island. They snorkeled in the clear warm water, walked completely around the motu on the beach, ate the BBQ the crew had prepared, and finally went back to the boat.

This evening Dinah was rubbing Mark's back when the expected knock came and Dinah answered it, kissing Janet's cheek as she entered the cabin. Mark rolled over as the two women sat on the bed, one on either side of him. Dinah was already naked and suggested to Janet that she remove her top and let Mark rub her back for a bit. Sitting up Mark assisted with the removal then, taking a bottle of vanilla scented lotion, began to massage it into Janet's back. Dinah leaned against Mark's back, watching as her fingers toyed with his nipples. "He's good, isn't he? Dinah asked.

"Hmmmm," Janet answered, feeling her back muscles relax as her pussy moistened.

Fifteen minutes or so passed then Mark said, "Other side," and helped Janet roll over. He started at her feet and rubbed the oil over her legs, firmly kneading as he went. "I could use this after the gym," Janet commented, opening her eyes. With Mark down at her legs she and Dinah smiled at each other face to face. Dinah's hand was between her own legs, slowly stroking her pussy. Dinah just smiled, "I get a massage almost every night."

As he rubbed up Janet's legs he also parted them, a motion she readily assisted. From this vantage, in addition to the vanilla, he could also smell her excited pussy. When he reached the bottom of her loose shorts he indicated with a slight touch for her to raise her hips and he smoothly slid the shorts off her. Her pussy was now shaven, too, but with a dark patch of curly hair at the top rather than Dinah's red one. He swept one finger lightly across the lips and they opened like a flower., then he ignored her wanton pussy and continued up her body. She moved her hand to stroke her pussy but Mark caught her by the wrist and stopped her. "Hands above your head or I stop," he said. "Or I tie you up," he added with a smile.

Resigned to his slow pace Janet raised her hands above her head as Mark began caressing her breasts. First one, then the other with agonized slowness, he stroked, lightly raked with his fingernails, and finally pinched the straining nipple of each breast. Though she could only see Dinah's face she knew her hand was still working her own pussy by the way slight shudders would pass through her. Dinah's other hand was on Mark's now hard cock, rubbing it through his shorts.

Mark's hand eventually (finally, Janet thought) made it's way back to her sopping wet pussy. The fingers of one hand entered her; fucking her, finding her G-spot, they gently stroking it. The other hand was assigned to her clit, lightly tapping, slowly swirling and gently rubbing. 

By this time Dinah had left Mark's cock, and the bed, and was sitting on the chair for a better view, her legs spread wide. Her fingers rapidly stroked her clit, occasionally moving to her mouth for additional lubrication then returning to her pussy.

Janet's hands clutched the headboard, as Dinah's had done the previous night, knuckles white as pleasures unknown wracked her body. Working her pussy with one hand and her breasts with the other Mark took her to the edge of orgasm, then backed off. Time and time again. "Don't ya hate that?" Dinah asked, resting in the chair, her own orgasm completed.

"Oh, gawd, I want to come so bad," Janet whined.

"And so you shall, rightttttttt, now," Mark answered, with a furious movement of his fingers.

Janet's orgasm was all consuming, her body flexed and writhed as Mark slowed his attack on her clit, playing it like a master musician, keeping the orgasm going longer than Janet could remember, longer than she thought was possible. Wave after wave of indescribable pleasure coursed through her body until, totally spent, she collapsed her legs and rolled onto her side, into Dinah's warm embrace. 

She lost track of time briefly, totally content between Mark and Dinah's embracing bodies, aware of them stroking her face and hair. At last, returning to the present, she smiled up at them. "That was incredible, stupendous, amazing. My feet are still tingling."

Mark and Dinah leant over her and kissed each other, then Mark kissed Janet, his mouth and tongue warm and soft with hers. Dinah kissed her, too, and as soft and gentle as Mark had been, Dinah's kiss was more so. Had she not been totally spent Janet knew her pussy would have responded to the kiss.

But she was spent and she contented herself with caressing Dinah's breast. They lay there, the three of them for an indeterminable amount of time before Janet reached behind her and felt Mark's now soft cock. There was a wet spot on the front of his shorts where the precum had soaked through during his earlier excitement. "Look's like this little guy needs some waking up!" she said brightly, rolling over and pushing Mark onto his back. Dinah slipped over her, the touch of her naked body against Janet's surprising them both in its stimulating effects.

"Now," Dinah said, "the key to satisfying a cock, at least this cock," as she tugged Mark's shorts off, "is to start by just touching it, all over, and don't forget his balls, right here." Dinah extended one finger and began stroking the very bottom of his sack. His cock began its rise. Janet moved Dinah's hand away and replaced it with hers.

"I learn best by doing," Janet said.

Dinah slipped up and laid her head on Mark's shoulder and the two of them watched Janet's progress. Precum flowed profusely from the head of his cock. Janet dipped her finger in it, tasted it, then rubbed it over the head of his cock. Mark closed his eyes and Dinah played with his nipples. Janet stroked his entire cock with her fingertips, sharing a chuckle with Dinah as Janet found the spots on his cock that would make it jump when touched. Staring straight into Dinah's, looking for any hint of jealousy (and finding none) Janet took a long slow lick across the top of Mark's cock, wiping all the precum away as her hand encircled and stroked up and down the shaft. Mark's body arched as his hand moved down to Janet's head. "uh, uh, uhhhhh, hands over your head or I stop," Janet teased. "Or we tie you up," Dinah added.

Mark's hands went back over his head and Janet resumed. "Lick his balls," Dinah suggested. Janet did so and noted that when she was finished they had drawn up into a nice tight package. "Now for what we've all been waiting for," Dinah said. Janet's hand grasped the base of the throbbing cock in her hand and, again looking at Dinah, licked the head of the cock then slid it into her mouth as far as she could take it. Closing her lips about it she bobbed her head up and down, letting her saliva generously lubricate it. Her hand picked up where her mouth left off, sliding up and down.




With Three You Get... Ch. 02



Dinah had rolled over onto her back and was fingering her pussy again, Mark just moaned, slightly thrusting up to meet Janet's downward strokes. "Oh, gawd," he said, "That is sooooo good." Dinah's free hand started teasing his nipples again. Janet licked, and sucked, and slurped his cock, enjoying the precum now flowing freely.

"Don't forget his balls," Dinah said. Janet's free hand began tickling his nut sack again, it surprised her how tight it was now. "It's really tight now," she said, Dinah just smiled and closed her eyes as she neared her own orgasm.

"I'm almost there," Mark said. Janet stroked and tickled and with a groan Mark came, a great spurt landing on the pillow beside his head. Subsequent spurts coated his cock and Janet's hand and she slowed, slowly milking the last from him. A moan beside them indicated Dinah had reached her second orgasm of the evening.

Mark and Dinah lay exhausted as Janet slid the cum around Mark's cock and stomach, amazed at how slick it was. She eased herself off the bed and got the cloth from the sink. Returning to the bed she wiped the cum from Mark's stomach, but before cleaning his cock she decided she had to know. Extending her tongue she licked his cock, leaving a clean swath on the shaft. She licked and sucked his cock clean, deciding she liked the pungent taste of cum. Dinah silently watched her, surprised at Janet's apparent taste for it. Dinah didn't particularly care for it but would swallow if the need arose.

At last satisfied that all was clean Janet kissed Mark goodnight, then kissed Dinah goodnight and started back for her cabin. "You can stay," Dinah said. Janet smiled, letting the warmth she felt from Dinah's words shine through. "Thanks," Janet said, easing back onto the bed beside them. Sighing contently they all drifted off to sleep.



With Three You Get... Ch. 03



Day 4

Mark woke, naked, with the two equally disrobed woman and disentangled himself. He paused for a moment, comparing their physical attributes. Dinah was fairly tall at 5'-7", and lean. Her pale complexion went along with her red hair and green eyes, now closed in sleep. She had a broad mouth which would light up a room when she smiled. Her smallish pert breasts had almost no sag when she stood and were capped with wonderful pink nipples, nipples he knew turned red and extended when she was very excited. Her red hair fell to her shoulders and was matched by the small patch of pale red pubic hair. Janet was shorter, around 5'-0" he guess, but compared to her height was a little heavier. The workouts at the gym she mentioned must have worked because she was fairly firm all over, like a woman in her late 30's, early 40's should be. She wasn't a taut Olympic athlete but she looked good. He knew her eyes to be a great blue and she had a mass of wavy brown hair down to her shoulder blades. Her skin, too, was fair, not as fair as Dinah, but definitely needed to wear sun-block in the tropic heat. Her breasts were larger than Dinah's and had a touch of sag to the side as she lay on her back sleeping. They were topped with larger, but equally pink nipples. Her brown pubic hair was thicker than Dinah's, even though she had trimmed it, and the shaved area between her legs showed her puffy lips to be darker than Dinah's pink ones.

The boat was slighty heeled to starboard, as far a catamaran can be said to heel and the engine was off, the only sound was a slight gurgle as water rushed along the hull. He knew there was a long way to go today to the next dive site so they wouldn't be diving until late today, and the crew had promised a night dive so there was no rush. He pulled his shorts on and left the cabin. There were a few passengers reclining on the bow tramp and a few more in the galley looking at pictures they had taken the previous day. He snagged a couple of cups of coffee and some fresh fruit on a tray for the girls and returned to the cabin.

Both woman looked up when he entered and set down the tray, handing each a coffee as they sat up. "Breakfast in bed, what a treat," Janet said.

"Not much to do this morning," Mark told them, feeding Dinah a piece of mango.

"Are you going to feed us, too?" Janet asked.

He held up a piece of pineapple and she took it in her mouth. He took turns feed the woman and they giggled as he dripped it on their lips then licked it off. They continued playing for a few minutes until they finished their coffees. "Time for massages, roll over" he said.

Both women rolled onto their tummies and he began by spreading the vanilla oil on Dinah's back and rubbing it in, kneading all the areas he knew she liked. Then he turned to Janet and repeated the massage, except continuing it down her arms to her fingertips. Dinah received the same arm treatment before he moved to her ass, rubbing it firmly. Back to Janet, he rubbed her butt, too, and spreading her cheeks he lightly rubbed around her little puckered hole. Janet wiggled her butt, "That's kinky!" Dinah didn't care for anal and Mark had never pursued it but the thought of ass-fucking was one of his personal fantasies. Sliding further down her legs he continued kneading and rubbing his way down to her feet where he rubbed each foot, and each toe. As he moved back to Dinah he lightly kissed and licked the back of Janet's knee, receiving a "mmmm" of contentment for his troubles. Back at Dinah he repeated down her legs, paying somewhat more attention to her feet (knowing she especially liked that) and then her toes. He had her turn over and started back up the front of her legs, stopping at the top of her thighs. He took a few licks on her pussy (for breakfast, he said) before having Janet roll over and doing the fronts of her legs and her stomach before briefly tasting her pussy, too.

Both women's nipples were hard by this time. He started up Dinah's tummy before reaching her breast. With one fingertip he started at the bottom of her right breast, spiraling around and around it as the fingertip neared her nipple. As he reached the areola he stopped and repeated on the other breast. When he reached the areola this time however; he didn't stop but gently pinched and pulled both nipples and kissed her on the mouth at the same time. He pinched her nipples harder as her he raised his head and caught Janet rubbing her pussy. "No, no, no," he said, "hands above your head."

Pushing her bottom lip out in a pout she raised her hands. Leaving Dinah's reddened nipples he moved to Janet's breasts. Instead of the long spiral though he spread each hand as open as possible he cupped them over her breasts with just the fingertips touching. Slightly twisting his hands as he did so, he lightly drew his fingertips up to the top of each breast, culminating in a light 5-finger pinch of each nipple. He repeated the motion several times, each pinch getting harder until Janet moaned long and low. He smiled back at Dinah and kissed her again before laying on his back between the two woman, his cock tenting his shorts. He laid one hand on the pubic bush of each woman and began to finger their pussies. Both were soft and wet and opened readily to his probing fingers. Sliding in and out, rubbing their clits he masturbated them both in a mirror image. With their hands clenching the headboard they both writhed and panted as he brought them near orgasm, then backing off. On the third such tease he went slightly past Janet's point and she went over, her pelvis thrusting into his hand, panting as she swept through until it was over. Dinah's climax started about halfway through Janet's, her own orgasm bursting over her, too, until she lay trembling.

They lay silently as they caught their breath then Janet sat up. She slid her hand up under Mark's shorts and fondled his balls. Dinah lay there watching, she had an idea what was coming up. She knew Mark well.

Mark suddenly moved Janet's hand and stood up, surprising her. "No hands," he said pulling the front of his shorts down to pull out his firm, but not hard, cock. Janet closed her eyes and opened her mouth as Mark held her head and guided his cock into her mouth. With her hands at her sides she sat, sucking his cock as far as he could put it in her eager mouth. He drew his now hard cock up against his stomach, having her lick and suck his balls before returning it to her mouth, precum just starting to form. He held the sides of her head with his hands and fucked her mouth until his balls reached her chin.

Without warning he withdrew his cock and tucked it back in his shorts. Janet opened her mouth, in protest this time. "Later," he said, kissing her. Moving over to Dinah he bent over and kissed her, too, longer. "I'm going up on deck, it's beautiful sailing." Kissing Dinah again he thanked them both for letting him get them off and quickly disappeared out the cabin door.

Janet turned to Dinah questioningly, "Did I do something wrong? I'm just a beginner but I thought he liked it."

Dinah sat up and kissed Janet's cheek. "He did like it, but sometimes he just likes getting me off. Probably doubled his pleasure with both of us. And sometimes he likes me to suck his cock, just for a minute, without any plan of coming. That submissive thing again, I imagine. Don't worry, we'll get him back, later. I have a plan...."

The rest of the day they spent lazing around the deck, Janet got a chance to "drive" the boat. Mark got a tour of the engine room, and Dinah laid on the bow tramp, reading. Several other passengers spent the afternoon sunning on the bow, too. The passengers were mostly men with only five women onboard. Janet and one other woman, Ivana, were the only unattached women. Janet and Dinah guessed Ivana to be in her mid-twenties, she was blond, around 5'-10", with a firm muscular body. Her smooth skin was tanned a golden brown and since she spent most of her time on deck topless, her large firm breasts sported the same even tan as the rest of her. It could be assured that wherever Ivana was, most of the men would be nearby. Mid-afternoon found Janet, Dinah, and Mark in one corner of the bow with Ivana and her would-be boyfriends spread out on the other half.

Dinah put her hand on Mark's back and whispered in his ear, loud enough for Janet to hear, "Quit staring, your eyes are bulging." She swept her hand across his crotch, giving his half-hard cock a squeeze and then smiled at Janet, "Men are so easy."

Janet whispered to them that she had heard Ivana had spent the previous night "entertaining" several of the crew and passengers in her cabin. "That must be how she stays in such good shape," Dinah considered aloud..

They reached the dive location after dark and neither woman felt up to a night dive yet. Mark set off with a few others for a night dive on a wreak. Dinah and Janet sat in the galley watching the movie, "Captain Blood" with Errol Flynn, with the rest of the passengers and crew. "It's getting late, Dinah said, they should be back by now," she was clearly worried. Janet slid in behind Dinah and rubbed her shoulders, "He's fine, he's a big boy, they'll be back any time now."

And sure enough the divers returned, Mark gushing about the wreck, and diving at night, and the eels, on and on. "Maybe not so big a boy..." Janet whispered in Dinah's ear as he went on and on, the excitement showing clearly in his face, like a little boy at Disneyland for the first time. Finally Mark tapered off, "I'm tired," he said, "I'm gonna hit the sack." Dinah caught Janet's slightly disappointed look. "I'm sure he's going right to sleep, but you're welcome to sleep with us again."

Janet swept the comment away with a shake of brown, wind tossed hair. "Thanks, but you guys need your sleep tonight. I'll see you in the morning."

Mark and Dinah kissed Janet goodnight in her cabin then went into theirs where they fell quickly to sleep, Dinah snuggled up in his arms.

Janet lay down and tried to read for a few minutes but just couldn't get into the book. She thought about her vibrator lying in her bag and wasn't ready for that, either. She had been looking forward to another evening in the cabin next door and was a little frustrated. She rose from her bunk and quietly opened the door to the adjoining cabin. Mark and Dinah lay sleeping, both were naked and Mark's cock was half-hard, laying on top of his leg. Janet licked her lips, imagining that cock in her mouth again, the smooth hardness sliding along her lips and tongue, the thick vein along the bottom, the taste of the precum as the tip of her tongue probed the opening in that large pink head. Dinah lay on her back, too, her legs parted and, although the shadows were too dark to see her pussy, Janet imagined the pink lips and sliding her tongue between them.

Janet was stimulated now but couldn't bring herself to wake the two, and she didn't feel like masturbating, so after closing the adjoining door she slipped out her cabin and went up to the galley. The galley was deserted, a glance at the clock said it was almost midnight. Janet hadn't realized it was so late, although she still wasn't sleepy. She headed for the bow, thinking she would stretch out and watch the stars for awhile.

Her bare feet padded along silently and she smiled as she remembered the sight of Mark and Dinah making love there the first night. A voice drifted to her from ahead and Janet slowed, 'What if ...' she thought. She silently moved forward, finally making out the words, "Fuck me ... fuck me ... harder." Recalling that Dinah had seen her, Janet was more careful this time as she peeked around the corner of the cabin, the vision before her making her draw in her breath, mouth agape.

Ivana was on her hands and knees, her large breasts swinging. A man knelt behind her, his hands on her hips, pulling her back into him as he rammed his cock into her. "Harder," Janet heard Ivana say again. Another man laid in front of Ivana, his cock hard and shiny. Ivana lowered her head and took the cock in her mouth, pumping it with one hand. She sucked him as he rubbed her breasts, pinching her nipples and pulling them hard. The man behind her was slowing, "Harder," Ivana said again, taking her mouth off the cock in front of her, but it was over for the man fucking her. He moaned loudly, obviously cumming as he made a few more weak thrusts.

With a swear Ivana pulled off him and swung her leg over the man on his back, sitting on his face, "Lick me." Ivana was rubbing her crotch on the man's face when another man who had been sitting nearby offered her his cock. "Don't cum in my mouth," she said before opening her mouth and swallowing the cock to the root. Janet gashed, 'The cock must be halfway down her throat,' she thought to herself. 

Janet looked at the laying man, his face hidden in Ivana's crotch. Janet could imagine the mixture of cum and pussy juice oozing out of Ivana and down his face, into his mouth. She slid a hand down the front of her shorts and let it roam through her wet pussy, scooping the wetness onto her finger and sucking it into her mouth as she continued watching.

Ivana rode the man's face, sucking the other's cock for a few minutes then stopped both motions and instead slid down, impaling herself on the laying man's cock. With an amazing display of athleticism she fucked him, using her legs to rise almost completely off him before slamming back down. The man held onto her powerful thighs, trying vainly to control her. She slowed at last, Janet could hear Ivana's and the man's breathing, Ivana's slowing down, the man's speeding up. Ivana leaned forward, putting her breasts in the man's face, "Suck them, hard," she ordered as her hips rotated around on his cock. To the man standing in front of her, his cock standing hard in anticipation of more sucking she said, "Lick me." He moved around her and buried his face in her ass, Janet imagined his tongue licking from Ivana's full pussy up to her puckered anus. Janet's hand slid back into her shorts, rubbing her pussy again.

The man on his back began bucking his hips into Ivana as she continued humping him. He moaned, "Fuck yeah," as he released into her before collapsing onto his back. Ivana groaned and pulled off him, leaving his shiny shaft laying on his belly, and laid down, spreading her legs wide to the remaining man who was still on his hands and knees behind her after licking her. "You've graduated to licking my cunt," she said, "Do me good." The man crawled over to her and buried his face in her dripping crotch. 


Janet extricated the two fingers she had deep in her pussy and buried them deep into her mouth, loving the taste of her own pussy.

Ivana had her hand on the top of the man's head, holding his face in her crotch. "Suck me, " she ordered. She lay back, her hips raising and lowering as he pleasured her. "Make me cum," she said, less commanding now. "Lick me, make me come," she said, almost pleading now. Ivana slid a hand down to her pussy in front of the man's face, "Keeping licking my ass," she said, her fingers taking over her pussy. Her hand sped to a blur before her other hand grasped the back of the man's head again, forcing his face in deeper. "Oh, yeah," she moaned, "Lick my ass." Suddenly her hand slowed and Janet knew Ivana had reached her "spot." She lay, the hand on her pussy barely moving, the slurping of the man at her ass audible in the near silence. Suddenly, Ivana arched up off the trampoline, her shoulders and feet the only parts touching as she came, gasping, moaning, crying...

When at last she finished she reached up for the ass licker, "Fuck me, slow," she said, the commanding tone had returned to her voice. He eagerly moved forward, burying his throbbing cock into her oozing pussy. Janet pulled her hand out of her shorts, she hadn't come yet, (she didn't want to risk being heard,) and crept away, hearing Ivana's low moans as she left.

Janet returned to her cabin, seeing it was after 1 AM now, minutes later she heard people moving down the corridor, probably the four she had been watching. Janet stripped and lay back on the buck, allowing her fingers to slowly stroke her soft, open pussy, too tired to find the vibrator. A low-key orgasm washed over her and the relaxation that followed carried her off to a deep, dream filled sleep. 

Day 5

Janet woke from her extremely pleasant dream to an equally pleasant reality. She was lying on her back, her legs apart, with a delightful feeling radiating from her pussy along the whole length of her body. She was aware of a soft, warm body up against her right side and felt an occasional warm breath on her chest. She lay luxuriating in her half-awake/half-asleep state for a short while, her hips occasionally rotating up of their own accord to the presence pleasuring her pussy. When she finally forced herself to full consciousness she opened her eyes to find Mark's face in her crotch, licking her pussy. The warm body beside her was Dinah's naked form. Dinah was watching Mark lick Janet and smiling at the response of Janet's body to Mark's oral ministrations when she caught the flutter of Janet's eyes as she came awake.

"Morning babe," Dinah said, her hand now softly stroking Janet's stomach, chest, and breasts. "He woke me up the same way then suggested we come in here and do the same to you."

Mark raised his head, his cheeks and chin shiny with Janet's juices. "This is so good, hope you like it. Just lay back and relax."

Janet closed her eyes as Dinah start licking her breasts, her tongue swirling around the erect nipples while her hand continued stroking her stomach. Dinah felt Janet's stomach tighten as she held her breath in response to the stimulation. "Relax Janet, relax...just enjoy it, don't force it. It'll feel so much better." Dinah's fingers played over Janet's nipples and breasts as she kissed her neck and whispered "relax," in Janet's ear as Mark continued his oral play on her pussy. With tingling in her toes and fingers, Janet consciously willed her body to relax and the tingling spread further up her extremities.

She looked up into Dinah's face as Dinah watched Mark and saw the love and pride she had for him. Dinah looked back at Janet, "He loves this," she said. Then Dinah kissed her, a warm wet, soft kiss, their tongues softly dancing. Dinah's fingers were gently pinching Janet's now wrinkled areolas, switching from one to the other. Mark, meanwhile, had slid two fingers into Janet's vagina and was fucking them in and out of her as he continued licking all around her pussy. He pulled his now juicy fingers out and sucked hard on her clit while he slid one finger around her anus. 

"Oh, my ... that is so good ...I can't ... I can't ... relax ..." Janet's hand reached down and held Marks head, pulling it into her crotch, her stomach and thigh muscles clenching of their own accord. Then she felt the finger slid into her ass and then proceeded to slide in and out, fucking her sensitive ass. "arrrrgh," Janet exploded, "oh my ..." she looked up with confused eyes into Dinah's caring one. The orgasm shot through her, lights flashing in her eyes. Mark had slowed his licking and fucking, till he was barely touching her but Janet's orgasm continued until she lay still, whimpering slightly. Dinah stroked her face and hair until Janet's eyes opened and focused again. "I didn't ... know ... it could feel ... like that," Janet said as she caught her breath. 

Dinah continued to stroke her face, "You OK?"

"Oooooh yeah," Janet said, still recovering, just beginning to move her legs again. "I'm just tingling ... all over."

Mark stood up, his cheeks, chin, neck shiny with Janet's juice. "That was great," he said, "you came so hard, almost cut off the blood supply to my finger," smiled, holding it up. Janet smiled up at him meekly. Mark leaned down and kissed her, she tasted herself on him. Wiping off his face with the back of his hand he then gave a long lingering kiss to Dinah. "Thanks babe, that was two great breakfasts. I gotta get washed up and get going. I'll see you guys this evening." And he disappeared into his cabin. The sound of water splashing in the sink was closely followed by the sound of the passageway door opening and closing.




With Three You Get... Ch. 03



"He did it again!" Janet exclaimed, "How can he do that, I was gonna ..."

"I told you yesterday, he really enjoys it. And I have a plan for tonight, if you want to join in." Dinah told her. "Today I was thinking we could do a dive this morning then do some shopping on Bora-Bora. The crew is dropping whoever wants to see the Island off before they start for the dive site. They'll be back to pick us up late this afternoon."

The two women dressed in their bathing suits and after a light breakfast they donned their dive gear and plunged off the stern of the boat into the crystal clear 80-degree water. The dive was, as usual for this trip, spectacular. Colorful corals, sea slugs, and fish flitted about the underwater wonderland. They even saw a manta ray, it passed within 30 feet of them as it headed towards where ever it was going.

When their tanks reached 800 psi they headed back to the boat where the crew helped them off with their gear. They showered, dressed in light sundresses, then joined the remaining passengers on deck. The boat hauled anchor and headed for the public dock of the small town, passing a huge cruise ship anchored in the bay. The boat briefly tied up at the dock to fill the water tanks and allow the passengers wanting an afternoon on shore off. "It's 12:00 now, I'll pick you up at Bloody Mary's at 6:00. Ask anybody where it is; they'll point you there." Said Pierre as the passengers filed off.

The two women wandered through the town holding hands, stopping to look at the tables and blankets vendors had set up along the road. Upon their arrival in town the streets had been crowded with tourists from the cruise ship but at 2:00 they had all headed back to the dock where launches from the cruise ship shuttled them back and the streets returned to their normal sleepy selves. The shops were more or less empty now and Janet and Dinah purchased souvenirs for their friends and family. At 4:00 they hitched a ride in the back of a pick-up truck to Bloody Mary's, their feet dangling off the back as they rode.  The truck stopped, the two hopped off, thanked the driver and walked up the sandy path to the famous bar/restaurant. As soon as they sat down two young men sidled up and offered to buy them a drink. The two men were on holiday from university and were using their best pick-up lines as they flirted with the two older women, who played along with the flirting. The one who had attached himself to Janet kept hugging her and putting his arm around her shoulder, stealing glances down her top at her breasts. Dinah kept her would-be beau at a distance but couldn't resist giving him glances at the sides of her breasts through the armholes of her top.

At 6:00 Pierre came in and began rounding up his passengers. "We've got to go," Janet said, "Thanks for the drinks." The two disappointed men quickly shifted their attentions to a group of younger women just entering the bar as the dive boats passengers filed out. As they walked down the dock to the dinghy Janet confided to Dinah that she had a thing for younger men. "I've had some really good fantasies with a younger man." Dinah confided she did, too, and Mark extended her fantasies during their storytelling foreplay.

Mark helped them back aboard with their packages as he met their return to the boat. "Looks like you two have been shoppin,'" he said. 

"Some people can't stay in the water all the time," Dinah teased back. 

"Speaking of that," Mark started, "Would you mind terribly if I did another dive tonight, there's the wreck of an old wooden ship that the crew said is great at night."

Janet bit her lip as Dinah said, "Only if you're careful." "Thanks, babe," Mark said, already starting back to the cabin with the shopping trophies.

"He's gonna be gone again tonight," Janet moaned. Dinah smiled back, "He doesn't get to dive that much, and seldom in a place like this. I can't say no just so we can ..." her voice trailed off with a knowing smile that spread to Janet. "I know," Janet acquiesced, "I just so want to ..." returning the smile.

"Don't worry," Dinah whispered in her ear, "I promise you'll play with his cock a few more times before the trip is done."

With an little time to kill they sat in the cabin and Mark told Janet and Dinah about his dive and they related their adventures on shore, really playing up the flirtations of the young men as they stretched out on the bow tramp. "Hmmmmm," Mark said, "Perhaps we have the makings of a new fantasy." 

"Definitely," Dinah responded, "Let's both work on it when we get home."

After Mark had left for his dive the women grabbed a few drinks then sat on the bow trampoline and stretched out, looking at the stars and relaxing. Janet asked Dinah how they had met and how the relationship was going.

"And sex, my sex life just opened up with Mark," Dinah went on. "He is so willing to please me, and please me he does, as you well know, that I have found how great it can be to be on either the giving or receiving side. We're so busy that we usually only have time for one long love-making session a week but we usually find a few minutes a day for one of us to pleasure the other. And when we do have time, he tells me the greatest stories during foreplay. I've told him my fantasies and he weaves them into his stories."

"What kind of fantasy's?" Janet asked. "I have a long standing one for a much younger man, as I told you. And then there are multiple men, and ... lately I have been fantasizing about another woman."

"Other than the multiple men one those are basically mine, too. Our relations with you have been Mark's main fantasy, I think. He likes younger women, of course, but sex with mature women is what his stories usually involve. But you should hear the ones he comes up with for me with a younger man..."

"Really, tell me one."

"Lets go back to the cabin," Dinah said, "and I'll find you one Mark wrote for me."

Back in Dinah's cabin she rummaged through her cloths and came up with her handheld computer. "Mark writes them then loads them onto my Palm to read." She scanned her directory, selected a story, tapped in the password, "Just in case anybody at work uses my Palm to look up something" she explained. Dinah tossed one of the pillows to the foot of the bed as she lay down with her own head at the head of the bed, "Lay down and relax while I read."

Janet disappeared into her cabin briefly, hiding something behind her back as she lay down as suggested and Dinah began reading the story, a fairly typical story in which a young neighbor helps one of his mom's friends with some work around the house. As Dinah got to where the woman reaches up the boy's shorts and strokes his 18 year old cock Janet started squirming. As the woman begins licking his cock Janet's legs parted and Dinah could see Janet's hand stroking her own pussy through her panties. Dinah stopped reading and suggested they remove their panties so they could watch each other. Once done Dinah resumed reading, one hand on the Palm while she teased her dampening pussy with the other. Her occasional glances down at Janet's fingers, now buried in her vagina as the boy in the story buried his cock in the woman, accelerated Dinah's rise. Dinah moved her free hand from her own pussy and began stroking the inside of Janet's thigh as she continued reading. Janet moved one of her hands to a similar spot on Dinah's anatomy. When Janet's hand touched Dinah's pussy she stopped reading and lay the Palm down. 

Janet scooted toward the up towards the head of the bed so she could more easily stroke Dinah, gently pinching the lips of Dinah's pussy, pulling them apart and sliding a finger into her. Dinah moaned loudly, spreading her legs wider as Janet started rubbing her clit. Dinah, in the meantime, hadn't yet touched Janet's pussy other than lightly stroking the sides of both lips. Janet's legs, too, parted wider, as she wriggled her hips trying to get Dinah's teasing fingers to touch her. Abruptly, Dinah closed her legs and sat up, rotating her self to Janet's orientation on the bed. "Slow down a little," Dinah said, moving her face down closer to Janet's and kissing her lightly on the lips. She pulled back momentarily then kissed Janet again, sucking her lower lip then sliding her tongue across the front of Janet's teeth. Janet responded and their tongues tangled together before retreating, their lips sucking each other. They kissed for a few minutes then Dinah moved her kisses down Janet's cheek and along her jaw line, and down her throat. Janet's breasts felt so different from her own, she thought, as she rubbed them through the thin fabric of her dress. Janet sat up slightly and allowed her dress to slide off her body, her erect nipples sliding into view.

"So soft," Dinah sighed as she stroked Janet's chest before lowering her head, licking, sucking, and playfully nipping as she moved around them. While her mouth was still occupied on Janet's sensitive tits, Dinah finally slid her finger across Janet's begging pussy. The swollen lips parted and her juices flowed out of her as Dinah scooped some up and swirled it around her clit. Janet moaned in delight as her pussy spasamed slightly in a tiny orgasm, giving a hint of what was to come. Dinah reached over beside Janet and pulled the rubber cock from where Janet had half-heartedly concealed it. "Mmmmmm," Dinah teased, then slid the head of the cock along Janet's pussy. Janet moaned in response then had a long intake of breath as Dinah slid the head of the cock in. Another moan, another inch, and soon the entire shaft was within her. 

"Oh, yeah, it feels so good having someone fuck me," Janet whispered. Dinah began stroking it in and out of her, varying the speed, and depth, and angle as she did. She stretched out beside Janet, kissing her mouth and breasts as she continued the motions of the rubber dick. Janet's hips were jerking up off the bed as she approached her climax. A few more strokes and she reached it, moaning loudly, kissing Dinah and telling her how good it was.

They relaxed a few minutes then Janet asked, "You're not going to run off now like Mark always does?"

"No way, my turn, baby," she said as she pulled her dress off and lay back, her pink nipples now puffy and red. Janet smiled as she sat up and swung her leg over Dinah, her tits dangling in Dinah's face. Dinah felt Janet's warm wet pussy on her stomach as she opened her mouth and sucked hard on her nipples.

"Oh, yeah, babe, suck hard," Janet spoke breathily before moving down and kissing Dinah, her tongue moving deep. "My turn to tease," Janet said as she moved Dinah's hands up over head. Janet continued down and kissed the sides of Dinah's breast and swirling her tongue around and up until she reached the nipple and sucked hard, lightly biting them.

"Ohhhhh, yeah," Dinah moaned. Janet slid back up and let her breasts rub against Dinah's as the kissed again. Their nipples and wrinkled areolas flicked each other like tiny fingers as Janet moved in circles over Dinah.

"This is my fantasy," Janet said. Her tongue traced it way down between Dinah's breasts and along her smooth, flat belly. Dinah gripped the headboard as Janet's tongue began playing along the side of her open, wet pussy. Dinah was now the one wiggling her hips, silently pleading for Janet to touch it again. Dinah sighed at last as Janet's tongue finally slid into her, touching the places she knew pleased her. Dinah raised her head and met Janet's eyes as she felt her pussy lips get sucked into Janet's warm mouth.

Janet continued licking and sucking until she felt Dinah's legs start to twitch. "Come on, babe," Janet raised her head to say, "Cum in my mouth, give me my fantasy,"

Dinah's knuckles went white on the headboard as she came, pushing her gushing pussy into Janet's face. Looking down she met Janet's eyes above her pubic hair and it set off another rush until at last she lay back, exhausted. Janet slid up beside her, kissing her and burying her face in Dinah's hair. They lay there, relaxed and entwined, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Mark and the other divers, including Ivana, returned to the catamaran in the inflatable dinghy late that night. It had been a good dive, they'd seen parts of the old ship scattered across the white sand bottom of the reef with an occasional reef shark appearing at the edge of their dive lights. Ivana had sat down next to Mark in the dinghy and as they rode back to the boat she had began leaning against him, eventually laying her head against him, appearing to doze. The bump of the dinghy against the hull roused her and the group disembarked. Mark carefully rinsed his camera and other gear while the other divers showered then departed towards their cabins. Forgetting his light he went back to the dinghy and found it after a short search. The wet room was deserted when he finally got there and he was struggling to peel off his thin wetsuit when a helping hand appeared and held the sleeve as he finally pull it off.

"Thanks," he said, turning to see Ivana standing there, still in her wetsuit.

"Anytime," she said. She turned around, "Your turn to help," she said drawing her hair aside to reveal the top of her zipper." Mark reached up and drew it down. There was no bathing suit underneath, the parting of the zipper exposing smooth skin down to the crack of her ass. He held the open collar of the suit so she could pull her arm out, turning his head as he did so.

"Do you mind if I shower first?" she asked. 

"Go ahead," he said, moving back to his gear and making a show of adjusting it.

"Have you been diving long?" she asked. Mark turned his head as he started to answer but he stammered for a second as he saw her hands caressing her soapy breasts. From the short distance he stood away he could see her hard nipples as they stood proud above the water flowing down around them.

"A few ... few years," he finally stammered.

She ran her tongue around her lips, moving one hand down to her crotch as she raised one foot to the handrail in the shower stall. "The two women you're with don't dive as much as you do, I've noticed," she said, now sliding one finger along the length of her now visible slit. "All three of you seem to spend a lot of time in your cabin, and I've heard moaning a few times when I've passed your cabin." She closed her eyes as she slid a soapy finger up into her pussy. She fingered herself for a few minutes with Mark unable to tear his eyes away. She smiled at him as she finally pulled her fingers away and lowered her leg. "Your turn..." she said, turning off the water as she stepped out. 

Mark handed her a towel as he stepped past her, his swim trunks tented in front of him. He turned the water temperature as low as it would go and faced the wall as he washed his hair, hoping his erection would diminish. Turning around to rinse his back he found Ivana had sat down in a chair, one leg draped over the arm of the chair, stroking her pussy again. "You must have a big cock or a good tongue to keep two women satisfied," she teased. "Do you always shower in your shorts?"

Mark turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel as he did. Toweling off his head he felt her hand rub his cock through his shorts. "Nice," he heard her say. He felt himself pushed back against the wall and his shorts drawn down past his knees, knees which weakened as he felt her hand wrap around his now throbbing cock. He finally untangled the towel from his head and found her kneeling before him, one of her hands rapidly moving between her legs, the other stroking his cock, her model-beautiful face looking up at him. "Not huge, but nice, must have a lot of magic in it." With that she opened her mouth and swallowed the length of his cock, still looking up at him.

He weakly attempted to push her away and was surprised at her strength as she kept him pressed against the wall. Gathering strength he pushed her head away and his cock came out of her mouth with a "pop." He caught his breath as she stood, looking surprised, "You didn't like that?" she asked, clearly confused. Quickly recovering her seductive tone she turned around, spreading her legs and bending over. "I have other things you might like," she said, playing her fingers around her pussy and anus.

"I have never been so tempted," Mark said, then he pulled up his shorts, having to stretch them around his erection as he did so. "You are so tempting ... but I can't," then he turned and hurried to his cabin before his little head took over his thinking.

Ivana sat for a moment, still rubbing her pussy, considering the preceding events. 'She, or they, must be very good,' she thought, thinking of the two women Mark was usually with. Standing up, she too went to her cabin, strolling naked through the sleeping boat. She stretched out on her bed and grabbed her two vibrators, one 9" and on 6". Mark had gotten her so worked up, her pussy was dripping wet, the juice oozing down and lubricating her anus. She worked the larger vibrator into her pussy while she teased her clit with smaller one before it disappeared into her ass. Alternating thrusts she soon worked herself up to an orgasm, an amazingly satisfying one, given the weak ones she'd experienced this week with her multiple lovers. Rejection was so unknown to her that it turned out to be quite a turn-on.

Mark returned to his cabin, his wet shorts clearly showing his hard-on. On his bed he found Dinah and Janet, nude and sleeping, their arms and legs were wrapped around each other. He picked up the rubber cock which had be left lying beside them. He walked around to Dinah and kissed her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open and she said "We've been playing!"

Mark responded, "So I see, did you enjoy it, did it live up to your fantasy?"

"Mmmmmmm, it was nice," Dinah's eyes closed again. "Cuddle me."

Mark dropped his shorts and finished drying himself, his cock waving in front of him. Dinah opened one eye and saw his erection. "Looks like you're ready to play, too."

Mark lay down and began stroking his cock as Dinah brought both eyes to bear on him. "Ivana tried to seduce me," he said, kinda embarrassed, kinda proud. Dinah's eyebrows raised and asked if it had succeeded. "No," Mark answered, "but I need to have my cock sucked now," still rubbing his cock, pulling a long string of precum off the head with his finger.

Dinah smiled and lowered her head to his cock. She stroked his balls and shaft with her fingertips before taking it in her mouth. "Mmmmmmm," Mark moaned, silently noting the difference between Dinah's loving mouth as it played along his shaft, tickling, and playing between sucking and the plain vacuum action Ivana had used.

The bed moved a little and Mark turned his head to see Janet sitting up. She watched Dinah for a few moments then asked if she could cut in. Dinah said, "Sure, I can play with it anytime." With one last kiss Dinah lay back and scooted over towards the edge of the bed. Janet crossed over the top of both of them, letting her tits rub across Marks cock as she did so before plopping down beside him.

"So," Janet said, "first I rub it all over," stroking it with her fingers, playing with the precum flowing freely from the twitching member. 

"Suck my cock," Mark said sternly, "we're past the foreplay," as he gently, but firmly pushed her head down where she eagerly took it into her mouth, the tip of her tongue sliding around the head, eagerly licking up the precum. "That's it," he moaned, laying back.

"I hope she sucks you as good as she licked my pussy," Dinah whispered in his ear. She went on to describe her and Janet's session in graphic detail. Mark moaned and thrust into Janet's mouth as he listened. With a sudden start he pulled Janet's head away from his cock and stood up, Janet sat and looked confused briefly but smiled as he leaned back against the sink and pulled her head back to his cock. She sucked it into back into her mouth, her tongue sliding along the bottom of his cock. She wasn't as good as Dinah, yet, but way better than Ivana.




With Three You Get... Ch. 03



Janet stroked and sucked, one hand tickling his balls, which were now drawn up tight. She looked up at him when he pulled his cock out of her mouth again while she continued to stroke his shaft and balls. "Open your mouth," he said in his commanding tone again. Janet finally grasped what he was going to do as Dinah slid around beside her so she could watch.

"Slow down, he's there," Dinah said as Mark's hands clenched the edge of the sink. Janet slowed her hands until they were barely moving, her face tilted back, mouth open. With a groan he came, a large glob landing on her forehead. The next shots coated her cheeks then Janet directed the remaining spurts into her mouth, letting it puddle on her tongue. She kept her mouth open so Mark could see it when he opened his eyes, then she sucked his cock into her mouth and drained him.

Dinah had been fingering herself while she watched Janet and Mark's performance and as Janet took his cock into her mouth again Dinah shuddered as a moderate, relaxing orgasm rolled over her. Mark looked down at Dinah, breathing deep with her eyes closed, then down at Janet as she let his wilting cock slide out of her mouth and suddenly he was very tired. He lay down on the bed and Dinah immediately spooned back into him. 

Janet watched them, then turned around and washed her face in the sink. Dinah raised one arm and Janet turned off the light then slipped in beside Dinah stretching out on her back, her fingers strumming her pussy as she relived the last half hour. Mark's hand, reaching over Dinah, found Janet's hand, and replaced it at her pussy. With a knowing touch he brought her to orgasm in record time, no teasing this time, then they all drifted to sleep...



With Three You Get... Ch. 04



Day 6

The two women awoke to find Mark already up and gone. The boat was quiet but moving so they knew they were sailing, today's destination was Moorea where they could dive in the afternoon and spend the evening at one of the resorts ashore, returning to the boat later in the evening. The next day the boat would return to the main island and the trip would be over. Mark and Dinah were actually staying on a few days in Moorea, as were some of the other passengers. Janet would be flying home tomorrow and the idea of leaving her new ... friends? lovers? ... saddened her. She lay, rubbing her hand over Dinah's back as she contemplated the end of the trip. Dinah rolled over and faced her, "We're gonna miss you ..." she said, her voice trailing off. "Do you want to help me surprise Mark tonight? This whole week has been living a fantasy for him, both the diving and the sex, but there's one more thing I want to do with you and him." 

Dinah explained what she had in mind and Janet nodded eagerly. "Oh, yeah. And we should make him wait, if he comes back in this morning with any ideas. It'll serve him right," Janet said in a rush. "It'll be hard, though, I want it so bad."

Dinah laughed at her unplanned double entendre'. "I know what you mean."

Mark walked back in a few minutes later, bearing a tray of fruit and tea to find Janet with her face buried between Dinah's spread legs. Dinah opened her eyes when Mark entered and he could tell from the look on her face that she wasn't far from cumming. Janet's cute little ass and pussy were wiggling in front of him as she knelt on her knees between Dinah's legs. Dinah was rocking her hips and as Mark watched, her eyes rolled back and she came, her stomach and thigh muscles clenching convulsively.

Mark reached down and slid his finger through Janet's wet slit as it was presented to him. She immediately rolled over and sat up... "Not this morning," she said, I've got some tanning to do," and she darted out of the cabin into her own."

Mark looked at Dinah, his hard cock tented in his shorts. "Don't look at me, babe," Dinah sighed, "I'm done for the day..." Mark acquiesced and sat on the side of the bed to feed her the fruit he had brought. He teasingly mentioned he had seen Ivana on deck and she teased back about the young men in the bar. Finally she had to get up, her pussy was dampening again and if she didn't get up she was going to jump Mark here and now. And that would never do.

They went up on deck to find Janet being chatted up by two of the other passengers. Janet was flirting shamelessly and Mark said to Dinah that they had probably lost their friend for the evening. Dinah caught Janet's wink and said quietly to Mark, "Could be..."

Unknown to Dinah or Mark, Janet had recognized these two as being in the group she had watched fuck Ivana and she wasn't the least interested in doing anything more than flirting. She couldn't wait to carry out Dinah's scheme for the evening.

Ivana was on the bow, topless and alone, when Mark and Dinah went forward. She smiled at them as Dinah got settled with her book. Mark kissed Dinah then went off checking out the boat for the umpteenth time.

Dinah lay reading and stealing an occasional glance at Ivana surprised to find Ivana was not surrounded by men as she usually was.. She was beautiful and although Dinah wasn't pleased she had made a pass at Mark, it had been somewhat exciting to have Mark arrive at the cabin in such a state. Dinah broke the silence, "Mark turned you down, huh."

Ivana smiled, "Yes, he did. You and he must be something together. And the other woman, Janet."

Dinah was a little taken aback at her blunt admission but smiled back at her, "It works, very well."

The ice broken, the two started chatting and Dinah was surprised to find Ivana wasn't a brainless airhead, she was well traveled, intelligent, funny ... and loved sex. Dinah described her and Marks relationship and how good sex was between the two of them, without going into details. Ivana wished she could find a good partner, too, and liked the relative "openness" of their relationship, referring to Janet.

"This is a first, and maybe a last," Dinah said. "We just found the right person to share."

Ivana said she understood that but secretly doubted it would be the last time.

Ivana sat with Dinah and Mark at lunch and Dinah caught Janet's surprised look from across the room where she sat with another group . Mark was a little quiet at first but when they started passing dive photos around he quickly got into the conversation. 

Later in the afternoon the boat stopped outside the reef and all the divers went in for their last dive. The visibility was a little worse than it had been but still it was a breathtaking experience.

Once everyone had returned to the boat it moved into the cove and docked near a resort hotel. Individual palm-covered huts extended out over the water supported over the water on tall poles. Wooden walkways joined the widely space huts. Mark and Dinah packed their clothes and carried them off the boat to a waiting porter who wheeled their bags to their hut and their dive gear to a storage locker in the main building. Janet hugged and kissed each of them, promising to see them before the boat left in the morning. Mark had hoped she was going to join them for dinner and dancing later but Dinah hushed him, "She needs her own life, too." Janet said she may see them later, and then rejoined her group on the boat.

The room was great, their hut was the furthest out over the water, just one walkway went to it so they didn't need to worry about anybody passing by on the way to somewhere else. They sat on their private veranda overlooking the bay with a couple of strong rum drinks, quietly relaxing. Mark sat forward and began rubbing Dinah's feet and was starting higher when she stopped him, "That's far enough, I told you I was done for the day," she said, somewhat more sternly than she had planned.

Ever the gracious loser Mark had her roll onto her tummy and he rubbed the vanilla lotion into her back for a while before rising as the sun set, another explosion of reds and oranges, "Just another day in paradise," he said.

"Why don't you shower first," Dinah said, digging through the suitcase of clothes that had been delivered to the hotel while they were on the boat. They hadn't needed the evening clothes on the boat. She picked a flowered shirt and white shorts for Mark while he showered then she got in while he was drying off. "I'll meet you over there if you want to head over and look around," she called from the shower.

"OK, babe," he called back and headed out the door. He met Ivana along one of the walkways, dressed in shorts and a tee shirt and still looking great. She smiled at him as they passed and she went into one of the other huts.

He wandered about the hotel grounds for awhile, more like a small park with neatly trimmed grass and a profusion of hibiscus and many other flowers he couldn't name. He eventually wound up at the restaurant and sat at the bar waiting for Dinah. Darkness had set on the moonless night and Mark was used to Dinah taking her time getting ready but this was really taking a while. He had finished his second drink and was starting to rise to go back to the room when she entered. It took him a second to recognize her, she was sooooo different, and sooooo hot.

Her usually wild red mane of hair was straight and somewhat darker, he thought. She had dark red lipstick, which contrasted sharply with her fair skin. Her large smiling eyes, always a turn-on for him, had been enhanced by a less restrained application of liner and shadow than she usually wore. He approached her in a daze, his mouth agape. She wore a sleeveless black top with a neckline which plunged halfway down her smooth firm belly, and he wasn't sure of what engineering feat of the tailoring kept her breasts covered but strip of fair skin was visible from her throat to just above her navel. A long black dress swept clear to the floor and as she stepped forward he saw through the long slit on the side of her dress that she was wear black stockings over her legs. He wondered if there was a garter holding them up. She reached up and kissed him when he finally made it to her, her tongue warm and soft in his mouth.

"Do you like it?" she asked, the question obviously rhetorical.

"Oh, yeah," he said, "you look ...great, although that's hardly a good enough word."

He took her hand and led her into the restaurant/ballroom and to their reserved table for two. He greeted many of his dive buddies as the wound their way through the room but they mostly had eyes for Dinah.

They just made the end of the dinner serving and were still eating when the music started. A few couples got up and started dancing to the mixture of soft rock and slow music. They finished their meal and Mark took her out for a spin on the floor. He was no great dancer but they enjoyed each other and were smiling and laughing as they came off the floor. Mark's earlier drinks caught up with him and he excused himself. When he returned Dinah was dancing with a young man who tried for another dance when that one ended but Dinah declined heading back for the table. She was almost at the table when another man intercepted her and she smiled at Mark as she turned and headed back for the dance floor.

She was smiling and laughing as she danced and every now and then she would turn her head and wink at Mark. He made his way to the floor and cut in when the song ended and another slow one started. They kissed as they danced and Mark whispered in her ear, "Let's go back to the room."

"Not yet," she whispered back, "I feel like dancing."

They danced another dance after that one and went to the bar for a drink. Dinah pursed her lips around the straw as she drank, looking up into Mark's eyes as she did so. He felt his cock firm up in his shorts and was getting ready to plead his case for returning to the room again when Ivana came up and kissed him on the cheek before turning to Dinah and asking her to dance. Ivana wore a simple black dress, cut well above the knees, it's banded collar high around her throat. An teardrop shaped opening showed a small patch of tan skin at the center of her chest. Dinah handed her drink to Mark and the two women headed for the dance floor.

Every man's (and a large portion of the women's) eyes were on the two as they danced, Dinah's laugh coming across the room as they danced with abandonment. Mark was leaning on the bar watching them when Janet showed up at his elbow. "How about a dance, sailor," she asked. Janet was also dressed in black, her dress similar to Ivana's but with a lower neckline, showing plenty of cleavage. She grabbed his hand and led him out to the floor where they joined Dinah and Ivana. The novelty of the two women had worn off and the floor had filled up. Mark danced with Ivana next, swapping partners with Dinah. He noticed Janet and Dinah whispering to each other as they slow danced, Ivana's head on his shoulder.

At last Mark was able to get back with Dinah for one last dance and finally, she was ready to go. They both hugged and kissed Janet goodbye having exchanged email addresses before they left the boat. They waved goodnight to Ivana as they left the room and a swarm of men approached her and Janet.

They walked silently out to their hut and Mark lit the storm lamp. Dinah had taken something off the table and swept it behind her back. "Turn around," she said. Mark did as he was told and a black blindfold was pulled down over his eyes and tied at the back of his head. With the touch of her hand he turned again, "No touching," she said as she unbuttoned his shirt. He shoved his hands in his pockets when he felt her fingers circling his nipples then pinching them suddenly. He moaned in a mixture of pleasure, pain and surprise then he felt his shorts being unbuttoned. They, along with his boxers, were pulled down and he stepped out of them. He heard her breathing quicken as she leaned against him, kissing and nipping at his neck with her teeth. His cock stood out proud and he was dying for her to touch it but with her hands flat on his chest she pushed him back to the bed where he sat down.

"Lay down," she said, "with you're hands over your head." He did as directed and he felt a soft rope get tied around one wrist, then the other. Then each ankle was tied and he laid spread eagled on the bed. He felt Dinah straddle his stomach, her dress spreading out over him as she settled down on him. He felt her warm, wet pussy on his skin, answering the question as to whether she was wearing underwear.

"You didn't tell me the full extent of Ivana's attempt at seduction, did you," she said, rubbing her wetness down his stomach. 

His cock twitched as he said, "She was very convincing."

"It sounded like it," she said, now rubbing her very wet pussy up and down his shaft and balls. "Did you like her pussy, did you want to lick it ... did you want to fuck it?" The tip of his cock momentarily caught at the entrance to her vagina and Mark thrust vainly up to it, but Dinah pulled away and swung off him. 

He felt her kneel on the bed by his head and his hand came in contact with her pussy. He stroked it as good as the ropes would allow as Dinah gyrated around on it. "Make me feel good, babe," she whispered as his fingertips were just able to the puffy lips. "That's nice, babe," she said, adjusting her position again so she now straddled his chest. She rubbed her cunt over his hairy chest, then rose again and he felt her dress settle over his head as she scooted forward, he could smell the delicious scent of her pussy not. "Did her mouth feel good around your cock?" she panted as she lowered her pussy lips to his mouth, moaning as his eager tongue plunged into her, scooping the juice out of her then tickling her clit. She rocked her hips, grabbing a handful of his hair, her juices now running down his chin and cheeks. "I bet she looked up at you as she sucked your cock. I bet you wanted to come allover that beautiful face, didn't you?" she rocked faster, she was close now. She turned her head to Janet who had silently entered and nodded, Janet led Ivana to a chair and whispered, "No touching, anybody." Ivana nodded and held her hands in her lap.

Dinah's orgasm broke over her, Mark's tongue playing swiftly around her clit as her juices oozed over his face. He felt her slump forward, resting her head on the headboard as she caught her breath. He continued to softly lick her until she finally rolled off him and lay beside him, breathing deeply.

Janet's voice sounded in the quiet room, startling Mark. "Now, the key to pleasing a cock, at least this cock, is to stroke it all over." Janet's fingertips slid over his twitching cock, causing him to involuntarily thrust upward. "It's pretty aroused right now," she said, "look at how it's leaking." Janet's tongue licked across the head, it's tip momentarily probing the opening as it passed over. "Mmmmmm," Janet said before she took his cock into her mouth, the warm wetness extracting a moan from Mark as she took it to the back of his throat. She pulled back, keeping just the head in her mouth and stroked the shaft up and down with her hand, the other hand lightly tickling his balls. She continued, stroking and sucking until his balls drew up tight then she stopped, eliciting a groan from Mark who was nonetheless wise enough not to beg.

"His balls draw up very tight just before he cums," Mark heard Janet continue her discourse, "But he's not to cum yet, maybe we won't let him come at all."

Ivana was shifting in her seat, she had been sexually excited during the planning stages, and when helping Dinah with her make-up, and now, after the evenings dancing and teasing she was positively aching to be touched. Dinah and Janet had be firm, though, as her penance for coming onto Mark she could only watch. Tonight.

Still unaware of Ivana's presence, Mark continued to squirm under under Janet's and Dinah's unmerciful teasing. Janet moved up Mark's body and put her wet cunt on Mark's face, then rose as he tried to lick it. As he settled his head back onto the pillow she lowered again, pressing it against his mouth and sliding it around his face and cheeks, causing him to chase it before allowing him to give her a satisfying lick. "He loves to give head," Mark heard Dinah's voice saying. "His cock is still really hard but his balls have relaxed," Mark moaned as he felt Dinah's tongue licking the head of his sensitive cock. She took a couple of licks then sucked the entire cock into her mouth, and then releasing it to the cool air again, much to Mark's disappointment "But I don't think he can do two things at once," Dinah dryly noted. "He stopped licking Janet's pussy."

Mark immediately resumed his oral pleasing of Janet, but now he wondered if they were just playing with him with their words, or if there were someone else in the room. He felt Dinah swing her leg over him then felt her grasp his shaft and rub it back and forth across the wet opening of her vagina. With maddening slowness she lowered her slippery pussy down onto his cock, rocking her hips side to side when she reached the bottom, ensuring he was buried deep within her. Mark continued licking Janet as Dinah began riding him slowly, he could feel her finger as she pleasured her clit and was rocking her pelvis, minimizing his stimulation while maximizing hers.

They continued, Dinah fucking, Mark licking, and Janet moaning for a short time before Dinah rose off him, leaving his cock waving wetly in the air. Janet moved from his face to his waist where Dinah began rubbing his cock against Janet's pussy. With a gentle pressure on Janet's shoulder Dinah pushed her down onto Mark's cock. After a settling moan Janet lay down on Mark, her breasts pressing against his chest, and began rocking her hips as she kissed his sex slippery face. Mark felt his ankles released from their bonds, then, as his hands were being release Dinah told him, "Leave the blindfold on."

Mark immediately reached down and grabbed Janet's ass and began pumping his cock in and out of her, much to her delight. "Yeah, babe, fuck me, fuck me good. It's been such a long time since I had a real cock." Spurred on by her words he held her as he rolled her over onto her back, his cock still twitching within her now convulsing vagina. With her calves on his shoulders he pounded into her, the sudden increase in physical exertion causing him to breathe hard.

"Fuck her good babe," Dinah said, sitting down beside them, reaching back to stroke his balls. "She's been talking about it all week, how good your cock would feel in her cunt. Fuck her harder."

Mark's naked body began to shine with fine sheen as he slammed into Janet, a grunt leaving her at the bottom of each thrust. Her wildly convulsing pussy massaged his cock, she was marvelously tight and wet. And then her orgasm started, a low growl in throat, her hands gripped into Mark's back forcing him faster and hard. "aaaaaagh," Janet almost screamed out. "OH ..... fuck! Ohhhhhhhhhh ... fuck." Thrusting up into Mark, pulling him down into her, harder, harder. Dinah saw Ivana rocking in her seat, her hands clenched into tight fists in her lap.

Mark held back as long as possible, making the pressure build ... at the touch of Dinah's fingertip to has tight balls he went over too, shot after shot of hot jizz firing into Janet' cunt, his continued thrusting and Janet's convulsing pussy forcing dribbles of the white fluid out around his cock, coating her lips...

They lay, breathing deeply, enjoying the tingling throughout their extremities as their climaxes tapered off. Mark eased himself off and out of Janet, laying beside her. Dinah leaned over and kissed him, "Was that good one?" A smile from behind the blindfold was her only answer. Janet, too, lay speechless for a few minutes. Ivana was smiling broadly at Dinah, licking her lips.




With Three You Get... Ch. 04



Mark rose up on one elbow, starting to take off the blindfold. "No, no, no," Janet stopped him, "not until I'm gone." Janet rose off the bed, the warm cum rolling down the inside of her legs. She scooped a finger through her pussy, sloppy with cum and pussy juice, then wiped it on Ivana's outstretched tongue. She had a sudden impulse to push Ivana's face into her pussy but reconsidered, she would still be too sensitive. Dinah was considering the same thing; her own pussy was wet again. Deciding against it she stroked Mark's stomach around his wilted cock.

Janet turned back and kissed Mark, "Thanks for the week," she said. She then turned and kissed Dinah, "Thank you, especially, for sharing with me. I'm really gonna miss you guys." Then, grabbing Ivana's arm, they left the room, the door closing behind them.

Dinah reached down and pulled Mark's blindfold off, kissing him again as she did so. "You need a shower," she said, "and then ... you need to get me off one more time. And then, I need to sleep."

Twenty minutes later Dinah spooned back into Mark, the afterglow of her second orgasm, brought by his talented fingers, easing her into sleep.



With Three You Get... Ch. 05



Dinah woke the next day with Mark still wrapped around her. A light breeze fluttered through the open window bringing fresh scents of sea air and floral vegetation and the sounds of water lightly slapping the supporting posts of the huts. Dinah's movements stirred Mark and he hugged her tightly and thanked her for the previous nights entertainment.

"So ... was there anyone here other than you and Janet?" he asked.

"There was actually quite a few people here last night, and they appreciated the show you put on," she teased.

"Was there anyone here?" he asked again, plaintively.

"I'll never tell," Dinah said, "that's my fee for the week of sex you've been enjoying."

Mark flopped back on the bed, frustrated at not being able to find out but accepting it good-naturedly. His cock flopped over, beginning to stiffen as he reviewed the week in his mind. "It has been an incredible week," he admitted. "You seemed to enjoy it, too, though," thinking back to the previous morning when he had walked in on Dinah having her pussy thoroughly licked by Janet. His cock stiffened to it's full rigid length.

Dinah rolled over and smiled at him. "I enjoyed it, too," she said, reaching over and touching his cock. They both watched as she slowly stroked up and down. Mark pushed her over onto her back and found her pussy to be soft and wet already. They lay side by side on their backs as they often did on weekend mornings, pleasuring each other with their hands. When Marks fingers began their final assault on her clit, Dinah's hand motions slowed, and then stopped as she raised her hands over her head.

"That's nice, babe," she moaned, "right there ..." Her nipples hardened as her climax neared and Mark rolled over on his side so he could pinch them. With a final moan Dinah came, her body clenching and relaxing as she rode the waves of pleasure Mark was providing. "Imagine Janet licking you," he whispered in her ear, the imagery stimulating another rush through her. Then finally she relaxed, breathing deeply as she closed her legs and rolled into Mark. "Yeah, I did like it," she whispered as the afterglow spread over her. 

Mark stroked her back as she recovered, then she pushed him onto his back. She circled his cock with her hand and lightly stroked it and his balls with her fingertips. "I liked it a lot," she said, moving her head down to rest on his chest as she continued to toy with his now twitching cock. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked it firmly, causing a large drop of precum to ooze out of the head. "I liked watching Janet lick your cock, dragging her tongue over the head," she went on, "getting a string to form from your cock to her mouth." More moisture began to flow from his pulsing cock. "And when you came on her face ... mmmmmmm, she loved it." Mark was beginning to moan. "You gonna have any cum left for your orgasm, babe," she asked, rubbing the now profuse quantity of precum over his entire cock.

Dinah straightened up and placed her mouth close to Mark's ear. "She really liked your cock." Mark moaned again. "You know what she really wanted?" Dinah's voice continued to whisper in his ear, her tone low and breathy. "She wanted you to fuck her tight little ass. You could have slid your big cock right... up ...her ...ass." At these words Mark came, the first spurt shot out, hitting Dinah's cheek as she lay beside him, the next spurts landed on his chest and stomach as he arched his back with a large "arrrrgh," and the remaining cum coated his cock and her hand. He lay quietly, breathing deep as Dinah got up for a towel and returned to clean him. She wiped him clean then laid back beside him and rubbed his chest. "I just can't lick it up like Janet did," she said.

"No worries," he said, "it felt great."

"What's the plan for today," she asked, "we need to be at the airport tomorrow morning at 11:00 in the morning."

"Well, some of the guys from the dive boat are going on a bike ride, would you mind if I went, I'll be back around 5:00," Mark answered.

"Sure," Dinah said, "go ahead. I think I'll do some shopping then relax on the beach."

Mark got dressed, kissed Dinah and went out the door. Dinah dressed in shorts and a tee shirt and took her book and went out to the veranda to read. Twenty minutes later Dinah heard the slap, slap, slap of sandals coming towards their hut. Ivana came around the side of the hut dressed in shorts and a tank top, "Hi Dinah," she said, "Mind if I sit down?"

Dinah gestured towards the lounge next to her, "Sure sit down, Mark's gone 'til this afternoon."

"I know, I talked to him as he was leaving on his bike with the other guys, what are you up to today" Ivana asked.

"Some relaxin', some shoppin', maybe some beachin'." Dinah said.

"Want some company shopping?" Ivana asked.

Dinah thought back to the fun she'd had with Janet shopping on Bora Bora, "Sure," she said. "I was going to go in an hour or so."

"Great, stop by my hut on your way, I'd love to go with you. A girls day out will be fun." Ivana said.

An hour later Dinah had collected Ivana and they walked through the resort and out to the street which circled the island. There were small collections of shops along the road and they walked from shop to shop, talking and laughing as they went. Dinah's previous impression of Ivana proved to be accurate, she was very friendly, intelligent and fun to be with.

After a mile or so the two walked into another resort and found their way to the bar where they each ordered a cool drink and took it out to the veranda to drink.

"What did you think of last night? Did you like it?" Dinah asked, as she sat down.

"It was ... instructive ... and exciting, but not very fulfilling from my point of view," Ivana answered, a slight smile on her face.

"Did you take care of it when you got back to your room?" Dinah asked.

"Janet told me about you guys when she was dropping me off, how sexually open you were and how ... satisfied ... you made her. After she left I went to bed and got my little friends out," Ivana said. "But I just couldn't get into it, I was so wet and horny but plastic just wouldn't cut it so I read until I was able to sleep." 

Dinah imagined Ivana spread out, naked, on her bed, fucking herself with a vibrator. The thought excited her. "But you've had multiple partners, that must have satisfied you."

"Sometimes," Ivana said, "But it sounds like you guys have fun, playing and touching."

"We do have fun," Dinah admitted, "And Janet fit in with us so well, we're going to miss her."

They finished their drinks and walked back to the street. A passing truck dropped them and their purchases off at their resort and they went back to their rooms.

"I'm heading down to the beach, would you care to join me?" Dinah asked.

"I'd like that," Ivana answered.

"I'll meet you back here in a few minutes," Dinah said as she headed back to her hut. She returned with a towel and her snorkeling gear and the two went down to the beach. Dinah stripped to her bathing suit, a one-piece, and asked Ivana to put some sunscreen on her. Ivana spread it on her back, then on her legs and Dinah was surprised to find herself getting excited again.

"Lets go for a swim," Dinah suggested, trying to get the thoughts of Ivana's face buried in in crotch out of her head. Ivana dropped her shorts and top to reveal a fairly conservative one-piece bathing suit. The women went out into the water and snorkeled among the colorful fish and coral. Dinah found her eyes returning to Ivana's athletic body as they swam, she was a beautiful woman, Dinah decided again.

Returning to the beach they lay down on lounge chairs and relaxed, a waiter stopped by for a drink order and soon returned with two tall rum fruit drinks. The hot sun prodded them into drinking and soon they had each consumed two of the drinks. 

As the sun began dropping into the west Mark returned. "You guys have a good day?"

Dinah opened her eyes to find a sweaty Mark standing next to her. He bent over and kissed her then straightened with a groan. His sweaty hair was plastered to his head, his face was dirty with rivulets of sweat and mud down his cheeks. His entire left side was muddy and his right elbow and knee were sporting bloody scrapes.

"Looks like you had fun," Dinah said calmly.

Ivana sat up quickly, "Are you OK?"

Mark explained they had been barreling down a narrow single-track and he'd brushed a tree sending him sprawling into the shrubbery. "I think I'm too old for this. Those guys were all in their twenties."

Dinah teased him, "You're only as old as you feel."

"I feel old," Mark smiled back as he slipped off his shoes and shirt and waded out into the water to rinse off. "Yikes, this salt water stings," he said as he gently splashed the dirt off his scrapes.

"He's fine," Dinah assured the concerned Ivana, "Someday he'll realize he's getting old but I don't like to remind him of it. He always says you didn't have fun unless you're bleeding."

Mark walked tenderly out of the water and started back for the hut, telling the two women he'd see them later. "I'd better go with him," Dinah said to Ivana, "Join us for dinner?"

"I'd love to," Ivana said, "Stop by when you're heading over."

"See ya later," Dinah called as she hurried off to the limping Mark. Reaching him she put her arm around him, "Let me help you," she teased. They went a little further and Dinah said, "Ya know, Ivana said you have a lot more stamina than those twenty year olds."

Mark raised his head, "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, and if you play your cards right, you may get to prove it," she rubbed her hand over his crotch and was not surprised to find him hardening. She gave it a little squeeze as they walked across the bridges to their hut.

Mark showered first and, after drying, he stretched out naked on the bed, enjoying the warm evening breeze blowing through the windows. He closed his eyes and relaxed to the sounds of the water and the wind, drifting off to sleep.

Dinah finished her shower and came back into the room drying her hair only to find Mark asleep on the bed, his breathing deep and slow. She dressed in a simple dress she had purchase that day (with nothing underneath,) did her hair and make-up as he slept. She glanced at his naked sleeping form on the bed. His cock was half-hard and she wondered what he was dreaming about as she slipped out of the door, careful not to wake him.

Ivana was wearing one of the sarongs she had purchased; she had it wrapped around her body toga-style with seashell clasp holding it closed. On most tourists it would have looked silly but on Ivana's muscular, tanned body it looked good, really good Dinah thought to herself.

"Mark's asleep, would you like to come play with him with me?" Dinah asked with a smile.

"Let's go," Ivana replied and the two hurried back down the walkway.

While Mark continued to sleep his cock had come fully erect when Dinah eased the door open and went in with Ivana following closely. "Go in the bathroom for a minute while I get him ready," Dinah whispered. Ivana went into the bathroom leaving the door open a crack. Ivana admired the older woman's body as Dinah's dress dropped to the floor, her nipples hard and erect. Dinah sat on the side of the bed opposite the bathroom and with a slight touch of her finger caused Mark's legs to open wider. She began lightly stroking the base of his balls, smiling up at Ivana as his cock began to twitch.

Mark's eyes came open and Dinah looked up at him while she continued to stroke his balls, then she moved up to kiss him. Her fingers continued to strum his skin softly around his genitals; never touching his straining cock and precum began to flow. "How about an appetizer pussy," she said, raising her leg to straddle Mark's face so she faced his feet. She began rocking her hips as Mark's tongue found her wetness, probing her vagina and teasing her clit. "That's it, lick me good, lick my pussy."

As Mark endeavored to bring her to a quick orgasm with his now wet face Dinah motioned to Ivana to come in. "That Ivana's a beautiful woman," Dinah said to Mark, smiling at Ivana. "I'd love to see her strip, slowly," Dinah went on to Mark, who was unaware of Ivana's presence.

Ivana caught on and began to slowly unwrap her sarong. "She has great tits," Dinah said, "I'd have her play with them, stroking them, then pinching her own nipples." Ivana complied with Dinah's directions and Mark felt a fresh rush of juice spill from Dinah as her hips began moving faster on his face.

Dinah went on, "Then I'd have her spread her legs so I could see her pussy, it'd be open and wet." Again, Ivana complied, sitting down facing the bed, legs spread wide. Mark's hand moved to his cock and began stroking it, both women's eyes followed his motion. "Does that feel good, babe," Dinah asked, "Would it feel good to have Ivana stroke your cock?" His reply was muffled by the grinding of her cunt on his face but Dinah was sure it was affirmative. 

"I'd have her touch herself next, sliding her fingers through her wet pussy lips, maybe sliding a couple of fingers in, fucking herself." Dinah moaned out the words as she watched Ivana's fingers disappear into her vagina then reappear, shiny with her juice and begin to stroke her clit. Mark was rubbing his cock faster and was sucking Dinah's entire pussy as his tongue flicked back and forth across her clit, her orgasm was imminent and huge.

"Then I'd have her lick the precum off the head of your cock." Ivana slid off the chair and, careful not to touch Mark, leaned across and stroked her tongue across the wet head of Mark's cock. At the touch Mark sucked hard on Dinah's pussy, causing her to gasp wordlessly and pump her crotch on Mark's face as he tried to maintain the suction, distracted as he was by the unknown women licking his cock-head.

With a final moan Dinah rolled off of him, still slightly convulsing as the last waves of her orgasm broke over her. Mark looked down into Ivana's eyes as she engulfed his cock in her mouth then winked at him. Ivana's cock sucking style was just that, sucking like a Hoover vacuum cleaner. "It's not a straw, Ivana," Dinah squeaked out as she recovered, "you're not trying to suck the cum out, play with it, tease it, lick it, coax the cum out."

Mark moaned in pleasure as Ivana heeded Dinah's suggestions, finding the spots that brought the loudest moans, the spots that made the cock twitch, the spots that made him thrust up into her mouth. "That's better," Dinah said as she snuggled up to Mark, her head on his shoulder. He continued to moan as Ivana worked his cock with her mouth and hands. Dinah reached down and stroked the base of his balls with a single fingertip, "He's getting close now," she said. Dinah moved down so she was sitting opposite Ivana and continued to slide her fingertip in a circle on his balls as Ivana took his cock into her mouth until only his balls showed. Mark moaned as Ivana's throat squeezed his cock head.

"Here it comes," Dinah said, pushing Ivana's mouth off his cock and positioned her face on his stomach. Dinah tickled his balls with one hand while the other hand stroked the shaft and aimed it at Ivana's face. With a violent jerk Mark came, the first spurt hitting Ivana's cheek, Dinah then directed the succeeding spurts across the lower portion of Ivana's face. After the spurts finished Dinah moved the still dribbling cock back into to Ivana's mouth, "Suck him gently now," she ordered as Mark relaxed, moaning between deep breaths. Ivana took the cock in her mouth and sucked it softly, getting the remaining cum as it trickled out and she kept it in her mouth until it had softened

Dinah moved up and lay beside the near comatose Mark as Ivana finished cleaning him with her mouth after she had wiped the cum from her face. "That was nice, huh babe," she said, kissing him. "Relax a bit then we'll start on Ivana."

Ivana had moved up to Mark's other side and snuggled up to him, too. They lay relaxing then Mark sat up and, leaning over Ivana, extracted a short piece of rope from the bedside table. He pushed Ivana into the middle of the bed then placed her hands together over her head and with a few quick twists and turns of the rope secured her to the headboard, then he laid down beside Ivana, opposite Dinah.

"Mmmmmmm," said Dinah, closing her mouth over one of Ivana's nipples as Mark copied her motions on the other side. They sucked, and nipped, and licked Ivana's breasts until her nipples were hard and extended. Mark reached down and grasped Ivana's left leg just above the knee and drew her leg up, Dinah repeated on the right leg and Ivana lay with her legs spread as wide as they would go. Ivana's pussy lips were swollen and open and moisture flowed out and down to her anus. Ivana moaned in anticipation, but her partners were in no hurry to please her. They resumed their breast play, rougher now, the pinches and bites harder as Ivana rotated her hips, vainly trying to get them to touch her now pulsing cunt.

At last Mark and Dinah slid their hands down Ivana's body and along the inside of her thighs, occasionally grazing the sides of her pussy lips. Ivana thrust her hips side to side, trying to get them to touch until at last she pleaded, "Touch my cunt, oh gawd, please."

"Now, now, all in good time," Mark told her as he moved down so he lay between her wide spread legs. He began licking the inside of Ivana's thighs.

"Hold still or we'll have to stop," Dinah whispered in Ivana's ear. Ivana whimpered as Mark's tongue slid along the sides of her cunt, which was opening and closing on its own. Mark stopped licking and began tickling the wet area between her vagina and anus.

Ivana moaned and Mark slid a finger into her ass, sawing it in and out before adding another finger. Ivana growled a low feral moan as Mark continued teasing her. Mark met Dinah's eyes and slightly nodded his head, she rolled Ivana's face towards her and kissed her, their tongues tangling and dancing as Ivana tugged at the bindings that held her. Mid-kiss Mark licked from the bottom of Ivana's vagina to the top where he stopped and sucked on her clit. The sudden unexpected stimulation set off Ivana's orgasm and she yelled, "Oh, gawd," as it ripped through her, her powerful stomach muscles convulsed and rippled as Mark continued his tongue attack until with a whimper she finally lay still, breathing deeply.

Dinah untied her hands and they stroked her as she recovered. "Oh, that was sooooo good," Ivana finally said, shaking her head to clear it. "Oh, shit ..." Dinah continued to run her hand lightly over Ivana's tummy and breasts as Mark resumed licking and sucking Ivana's new extremely wet pussy. He sucked one lip, then the other individually, then both together. He slipped his tongue into her vagina as deep as it would go then teased her clit, lapping at it one minute then sliding his flattened tongue over then next. He inserted two fingers into her vagina and curved them up and stroked her G-spot.

Dinah stopped her caresses and laid her head on Ivana's stomach so she could watch as Mark's oral adventure continued. Her eyes met Mark's and he raised his wet face to smile at her, "She seems to like it," he said, then returning to licking.

Ivana moaned in response, "It feels so good, so relaxing..."

After giving Ivana enough time to recover from her first climax Mark increased the pressure of his ministrations. His tongue flicked faster over her clit as his fingers pumped harder in and out of her still dripping pussy. He felt her inner thigh muscles begin twitching, as were her stomach muscles. Ivana let out another moan, "I'm going to cum again," she said, "oh my gawd, I've never come twice this close together." Her hips began bucking and Mark had a hard time keeping his mouth on her moving target. She suddenly stopped, drawing her knees up and groaning out an "arrrrgh," as another orgasm rushed through her. Mark slowed as before, barely touching her clit as she rode though it, moaning and swearing. As she finished her legs lowered and she lay, breathing deeply and smiling. "That was better than the first one," she said in a hoarse whisper, snuggling her head into Dinah, who had moved back up to lay beside her.




With Three You Get... Ch. 05



Mark wiped his face and moved up beside Dinah, sandwiching her between him and Ivana. He began playing with Dinah's breasts and she rolled over to give him better access. He continued touching her until Ivana recovered and rolled over and began stroking Dinah, too. Dinah gave Mark a lingering kiss, then turned her head and kissed Ivana, too. Mark and Ivana moved their caresses lower and Dinah moved her hands over her head as she allowed them to spread her legs. The two took turns pleasuring Dinah and she was able to discern the difference between a man eating her and a woman. Both felt good but Mark's touch was firmer and broader while Ivana touched spots with surgical precision and the light touches she used sent Dinah's extremities tingling. Mark moved back up beside her and together they watched as Ivana's beautiful face was buried in Dinah's crotch.

Dinah felt herself rising towards her second orgasm and sensed Mark had moved from beside her. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to ride along on the plateau Ivana had taken her to until she felt a change in the stimulation she was receiving. She felt Ivana's face being rhythmically pressed against her pussy then withdrawn. Opening her eyes Dinah looked up into Marks face. He had moved to a location behind Ivana and was fucking her doggie style. The sight, and a sudden acceleration of Ivana's tongue, sent her over with a loud moan. As Dinah rode through her orgasm Mark reached forward and grabbed a handful of Ivana's hair, pulling her dripping face away from Dinah's spasaming cunt.

Dinah could hear the slap of Mark's body against Ivana as he fucked her hard, Ivana's head was pulled back, eyes closed, and mouth agape. Dinah scooted down and tickled Ivana's clit and pinched the nipples of her swaying breasts as Ivana started moaning. Dinah noticed Mark was panting hard, his attack tiring, "Keep going, she's almost there," Dinah told him. 

With a few final thrusts Ivana came again, "Oh .... Shit!" she hollered, pushing back onto Mark before she collapsed onto the bed on her stomach, leaving Mark panting and his cock pointing straight out, proud and wet. Ivana surprised him, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs, "Come on," she said, "fuck me."

Mark didn't need a second invitation; he knelt between her legs and rammed his cock in to the hilt. Ivana had recovered quickly and she fucked him back, 'the wonders of youth,' Mark thought. Ivana's pussy was milking him, she had amazing control of her muscles and it wasn't long before he was spurting into her eager cunt, gasping as he did so, before rolling off and over onto his back.

The three of them lay together on the bed as they recovered. "I think we should order room service," Mark said, "I'm in no condition for the dining room."



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