Ocean Apart Pt. 03 by Middleson,Middleson

This story is a work of fiction. All those participating in sex are over the age of 18 years.

There is anal sex involved in the story.

This is Part 3 of the story and is not meant to stand alone. If you haven’t already, please read previous parts so you’re not lost. Please leave a comment with thoughts or suggestions. Thanks for reading.

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Back to business

Paul

I land in Lisbon early morning exhausted, so after gathering my luggage and clearing customs, I catch a taxi home. It’s eight by the time I walk in my apartment. With the traveling and emotional drain of leaving Sam, I’m left feeling morose. Looking and glancing around my apartment it no longer feels like home, and I miss Sam. I had promised to call her when I landed, so leaving my luggage at the entrance, I dial her number. I just need to hear her voice.

“Uhhh…hello?”

“Hi, sexy, it’s me. I’m just calling to let you know I got here ok, and to say I miss you already.”

“Oh, Paul. I miss you, too. These two months are going to suck.”

“I know, but we’ll be together soon. I promise. I’m going to let you go so I can get couple hours of sleep. I love you, Sam.”

“I love you also, babe. We’ll talk on video this weekend. Bye…mwah.”

Hanging up, I stretch out on the sofa to rest my heavy and tired eyes. A couple of hours later, a kink in my neck wakes me up. I didn’t want to sleep too long, throwing off my body clock; so trying to get back on a regular routine, I put my things away, and leave to pick up groceries. Training camp starts tomorrow, and I knew coming back last minute was going to be hard on me. But it was worth it to spend every possible moment with Sam.

First day of training was difficult. I was mentally sluggish, but physically, I was in great shape. Keeping up with my running, and training while I was back home made it easier to pick up where I left off. I was in my third pro season with the club, and we were preparing for another run at the Allianz Cup, as we had already won the title twice. Beginning next month, July’s first round competition would start. The second round would finish by the first week of August. I wouldn’t have to return to play until late September, for the beginning of third-round match play.

On Thursday, I sent Aimee a message letting her know I was back. It had been months since we had seen each other, and I was desperately missing her. I wanted to reconnect to see how she was doing.

Paul- “Hi, Aim I’m back. Let me know when your schedule is clear and we can get dinner and catch up ”

Aimee- “Hi  it’s been a long time, stranger. Definitely let’s do dinner. I want to hear about what you been up to. Probably be next week some time. I’ll text you.”

It was Sunday, two in the afternoon in Lisbon, and ten at night in Vancouver. Sam and I set up a video call. Seeing her beautiful face on the screen made me miss her terribly. Enthralled with each other, we caught up on our week, and then got flirty, and sexually aroused. We ended up masturbating on camera with one another.

“God, I wish I was there to eat your pussy, Sam!”

“Me too, Paul! I can’t wait to put your big cock in my mouth again, and swallow you.”

We continued the call, She was in bed ready for sleep, while I prepared to go to the gym once we were done.

“What do you have planned, or going on this week, Paul?” Sam asked.

“Well, I have practice every day, and my personal training, but other than that not too much. I let Aimee know I was back in town, so I might meet her for dinner to catch up, depending on her work schedule.”

“You’re going to dinner with Aimee?”

“Yeah! It’s been months since we’ve caught up.” I saw her face, which looked displeased. “You remember what I said to you, don’t you? There would never be any secrets between us. Me and Aimee are still friends, but you’re the owner of my heart, Beautiful. So please don’t worry. You can trust me.”

“I do trust you, Paul. Just remember who you belong to now, and how much I love you,” she said, softening her expression.

“I love you also, Sam. I’ll email you during the week and we’ll video next weekend, ok. Now, get some rest, and sweet dreams.”

Despite everything that has changed in my life, my feelings and friendship with Aimee are still a big part of me. I spent six years of my life emotionally connected, and having sex with her, and although I’m in love with Sam, I’m not prepared to cast Aimee aside, or forget her. She’s been there emotionally when I need someone and had no one. Sure, there was Sonia, but we were simply fuck-buddies. Aimee, on the other hand, has been there from the beginning of my arrival, and continues to be there for me, even after Sonia left to pursue her career. Had things not worked out with Sam the way they did when I went home, I was ready to commit to a relationship with Aimee.

The beginning of the week was exhausting. I was practicing and hitting the gym hard to give myself the best chance to succeed this season. It was Wednesday afternoon when I received a text from Aimee.

Aimee- “Hi Paul. You free tomorrow night to meet at Jockey for dinner?”

Paul- “Hey Aim, tomorrow sounds good. I’ll meet you there for eight, and I’ll make reservation under my name if you get there before me. See you tomorrow.”

I’m excited to get the new playing season started. Now that life has returned to normal for me, I need to stay busy. I’m full of energy, and need to occupy my time while I wait for Sam to arrive in August. So Thursday’s practice I’m flying around the field; Im running harder, more assertive and aggressive trying to release all this built up energy. Deep down I know it’s the anticipation of seeing Aimee again exciting me. Sam’s the love of my life, but Aimee…she’s irreplaceable, and I love her.

At eight, I walk into Jockey and see Aimee already there waiting for me. Standing up, we greet each other with a customary kiss to the cheeks.

“Hi, Aimee, you look beautiful,” I say, looking at her, and noticing how she looks. She was dressed in a blue, sleeveless knee-length dress, with the front exposed showing some of her cleavage.

“Thanks, you look dashing yourself, stud.”

“So it’s been months since I’ve seen you. What’s been going on with you? Still enjoying GE?” I ask, noticing a smile on her face.

“Well it’s been a busy few months. I’ve done a some traveling to our work sights. We’ve also started a new wave-energy project partnered with CorPower Ocean, and I’m heavily involved in its development. Outside of work, I really haven’t done much since I’ve had my time card full. I heard from Sonia. She’s still with Merck, and thinks she will be staying in Germany. So, what about you? What emergency did you have at home?”

We were interrupted by the server, who came by to take our order. Placing our order, and having our glasses topped off with wine, we settle back in to our conversation.

“Congratulations on your work success, by the way. You seem happy, and you’re making a difference. It sounds like a good place for you. I flew back to Canada shortly after I started holidays. My dad was injured at work pretty seriously, and I needed to get back and see him. So, I spent time reconnecting with my family, while Dad was recovering. Then I got the new contract, and needed to report for training camp.”

“I’m sorry to hear about your dad, Paul. I hope he’s on his way to a speedy recovery.”

While we’re on the topic of parents I want to find out whether her relationship with her parents has improved. When me, and Aimee first started getting close after Sonia left for Germany we talked…like really talked about our personal lives. It was at this time she told me she and her parents are estranged, and her parents have alienated her. Her choice of continuing to be bisexual, and her views they simply can’t agree with or support. She says their very conservative, and can’t support her lifestyle. It was a major factor in her moving to Portugal besides the Engineering program. She felt distance from them was what she needed.

“So how are things between you and your parents? Any change?” I ask Aimee.

“They call every blue moon just to check on how school is going. Then eventually they try to lecture on how I’m causing myself more harm then good by pursuing my choices. So I tell them I have to go, and then months go by before we talk again. So no change.” While Aimee tells me this I can see a tear at the corner of her eye so I tell her,

“Im sorry to hear that Aimee. I’m here for you if you ever need me.” I want to tell her I love her but I can’t.

It’s at this time our food shows up, so we busy ourselves eating. With a lull in conversation, I notice Aimee’s subtle glances at me, hinting she has something on her mind, but afraid to say it. I have a feeling it’s about us. But truthfully, I don’t want to broach the topic, feeling she’s still harboring intimate feelings for me. And though I’m in love with Sam, deep down a big part of me is still in love with Aimee. I don’t want to hurt her with news of me and Sam finally being together. So, avoiding the topic, neither of us brings it up, and we carry on talking about work, soccer, and other current newsworthy topics.

Ten-thirty rolls around and we finish having coffee.

“It’s getting late, Paul, and I have to be up early for work. Thank you for dinner. I’ve enjoyed seeing, and spending time with you. Let’s not go so long again. I miss seeing my best friend.”

When she said best friend, I paused and reflected on how true that statement is. Throughout my six years here alone, we’ve practically been together that whole time, and shared very personal, and intimate moments. She truly was someone I loved, as well.

“You know I told you a long time ago, if you’re in the area, you’re welcome to stop by. We can do coffee or have dinner. You don’t need to be a stranger. I’ve also missed seeing you.”

Paying the bill, I walk her outside, and wait with her for a taxi to pick her up. When the taxi shows up, I kiss her cheeks, and hug her. We hold the embrace a little longer than just friends do, and I feel her breasts mashed into my chest.

Before releasing each other, she leans in and whispers, “I miss you, Paul.”

Then, she quickly turns, and gets in the cab. As the cab pulls away, she looks at me with her eyes glistening. At that moment, I know she’s still in love with me. It’s a gut punch. I love her, but I’m in love and committed to Sam. Sleep that night is restless. I keep seeing Aimee’s hurt eyes as she drove away in the taxi, and I have flashbacks of the hurt in Sam’s eyes, all those years ago. I also know what it feels like to want someone so bad it hurts, only to have the feelings unreturned.

Friday was super busy during the day, and I was looking forward to my Skype call with Sam this weekend. Hopefully, we would connect tonight, and then Saturday. I stayed up until one in the morning to talk to Sam, since it was Saturday morning for her. My practice wasn’t until ten in the morning so I could sleep in a little, and still talk to Sam. Turning my computer on, I connected to Sam’s Skype.

“Well, good morning, Beautiful. How did you sleep?” I asked Sam, who looked like she had just woken up recently.

“I’d sleep a lot better if I was in your arms, Paul. I miss you, babe.”

“I miss you also, Sam.” We proceeded to catch each other up on our week, and I told her about the team and me. I then told her about my dinner with Aimee.

“How did it go, Paul? Did she miss seeing you?”

“Honestly? Yeah, she did. I missed seeing her, also. You have to understand, she was a lifeline when I had nobody else here, and I was alone.” Sam, curious about Aimee, asked me to tell her more about my friend. We spent a little time talking about Aimee, and what she was like. At some point, I think Sam softened, understanding what Aimee did for me, and why I cared about her.

“Did you tell her about us, Paul?”

“No, I didn’t! I could tell that she’s still in love with me, and I didn’t want to hurt her, or get on the topic of relationships. So, I kept the conversation to work and life.”

“She’s going to find out sooner, or later, Paul.”

Sam, of course, was right. Aimee, sooner or later, would find out me and Sam were a couple. But that was a bridge to cross another day.

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Sunny Days Ahead

Sam

I am packed, and Mom and Dad are driving me to the airport. Dad is now able to get around. He was walking slower than before the accident, but making progress each day with help from physiotherapy. Mom is just relieved to have Dad back home now, and have some semblance of normalcy again.

Saying goodbye at the security gate, I kiss their cheeks and hug them. I am anxious for my first international trip, but I was more excited to be with Paul again.

It is Sunday night, and Paul is picking me up at the airport early morning, then we are going back to his apartment. This week, the team has assessments and meetings before releasing players for a break, so I am going to check out the city on my own. During the day, while Paul is busy, I really want to see where my brother has spent the last six and half years.

The plan is on Saturday, leave Lisbon and we will drive down to the Algarve region for sun, beaches, and holidays. Paul has promised me a surprise once down there. I bought a new bikini specifically for the beach. I hope Paul will like it. I remember how he ogled me, when he saw me in the white bikini, tanning with Chloe…

The flight is long, with a layover stop in London, then catching a flight with TAP airline into Lisbon.

Clearing customs and grabbing my bags I walk out to arrivals. I can see Paul standing there. It took seconds, but we finally lock eyes. Rushing over to him, I jump into his arms, kissing him fervently as he lifts, and spins me around.

“You look absolutely gorgeous Sam. I’ve missed you. Let’s get out of here.”

Letting go of him, and wrapping an arm around his waist, we leave. As soon as we’re outside the smell and humidity in the air fill my senses. The noise of the traffic, and movement of pedestrians all around let me know how busy this city is. Loading my baggage into Paul’s Renault Megane RS car, we leave the airport. Paul says his apartment is in Bairo Alto, an upper-scale neighborhood with nightlife and eateries.

“I didn’t know you had a car here, Paul. It’s nice and sporty. What else haven’t you mentioned?”

“I may have a few things you still don’t know about. But you’ll find out in soon enough, I promise. When I first got here, I used public transit or taxis. Then I started going on holidays, and I wanted the freedom to travel on my own schedule. I started making good money, so I bought this car.”

Looking out the window, I’m in awe of the large metropolis. We finally make it to his apartment thirty-five minutes later. Parking his car in the garage, he grabs my luggage, and I follow close behind him.

Up on the second floor, we arrive at his door. Opening it, we enter and the moment it closes, I push him against the wall pressing my tits into him, and my hands pulling his head towards mine. I immediately bring my lips to his, to kiss, and probe his mouth.

“Paul, everything else can wait. I’ve missed you, and the only thing you’re going to do right now is show me your bedroom. Then you’re going to take my clothes off, and fuck me! It’s been two months, and I want to feel you in me.”

He picks me up, I hop up, and wrap myself around him, hungrily kissing him. Laying me on the bed he reaches down, and takes my shoes off. Reaching up, he undoes my jeans, pulling them off, and leaving me exposed in a pair of baby-blue lacy panties. He quickly removes those.

Bending down, he places his nose at my pussy inhaling my scent, and swipes his tongue licking my soaked cunt.

“Stop, baby. Let me get this shirt and bra off first. I want you to fuck me. You can eat my pussy later…get your clothes off…I need you in me,” I say with desperation in my voice.

By the time my bra hits the floor, his cock is at my gate, waiting to penetrate my wanton hole. Lifting my legs, and resting them against his chest, he slides his big sausage into my wet pussy.

“Jesus, Paul, I missed this feeling. It feels like the first time you stretched my pussy. Just fuck me babe…come on! We have lots of time to make love later.”

Speeding up his pace, he drives himself into me. The sound of our skin, and his balls slapping against me, reverberates throughout the room. With a loud grunt, he grabs my thighs, pulling me into him.

“Ahh fuck Sam…I’m cumming! God, I missed you beautiful.”

Feeling his cock swell, and pulse as each rope of semen shoots into me, I contract my pussy squeezing his shaft in sync with his pulses. Feeling our sweaty skin sticking to each other his breath on my skin causes goosebumps.

Leaving my pussy full of cum, he pulls out panting. “Okay, now that you’ve fucked and filled me, let’s get some food. I’m hungry from the trip. We’ll continue this later, after I clean up from travelling, and the load of cum you just put in me.”

I slipped my panties back on to keep his cum from running down my thighs.

Both of us get dressed, and walk holding hands to a nearby restaurant to eat. I’ve missed the close contact with him. The food’s delicious. After dinner, we order coffee and are brought out two small cups of espresso. It was strong, but rich in flavor, warming my insides after such a wonderful day. The coffee hits the spot, with the caffeine replenishing the energy we used earlier.

Leaving the restaurant, we go for a walk around the neighborhood to just get some fresh air. My exhaustion from the day sets in. “Paul, do you mind if we head back and call it a night? I’m exhausted from travelling, and the excitement of the day.”

“Of course, beautiful. Let’s get you to bed. We have the next month to explore.”

Back at his apartment, I grab my toiletries, and I head to the shower. Before entering the bathroom, I look back at Paul. “You coming? You’re not going to let me shower alone, and clean myself, are you?”

I hold out my hand for him. In the bathroom, Paul turns on the water and sets the temperature. While we wait in the warm mist, we gaze at one another bringing our foreheads together at the same time. Placing a soft peck on each other’s lips he begins to undress me.

“I can’t believe you’re finally here Sam. God, you’re gorgeous.”

He sweeps his hand over every curve and contour of my body, leaving it covered in goose bumps. Both of us naked, he leads me into the shower where we stand embracing, and letting the hot water cascade over us. As we hold each other, we passionately kiss and reacquaint ourselves with the other’s body. Letting me go, he grabs a loofah, and gels it up with body wash.

“I’m going to wash you Sam. Just relax, and enjoy.”

Nodding my head, I moan as the loofah makes soft contact with my breasts.

Working a lather up and gently massaging them, he softly kisses my neck and whispers in my ear, “Open your legs, Sam.”

Feeling his hand slide the loofah between my legs, my breath hitches when his finger slips between my labia. Gasping, I let out a little purr, as he softly kisses me. Gently holding my shoulders, he turns me around and lathers my back, letting the soap run down into the crack of my ass. With the loofah in his hand, he swipes up between my cheeks, and trails a finger over my pucker stopping briefly to penetrate my ass.

“Ahh that feels good, Paul. I’ve missed your hands on my body.”

“I’m glad you like them, but I have something better. Turn around please!”

Doing as he asks, he suddenly kneels in front of me, and presses his tongue to my pussy. Putting his hands on my ass from behind, he thrusts his tongue to lap my wet cunt. I grab his head, and pull it into my mound, trying to steady myself on my weak legs.

“Fuck…I’m cumming, don’t stop, babe! Ohh God…don’t stop…shit.”

Pushing his head away, I can’t take anymore. The tensing of my stomach muscles, and contractions exhaust me.

“Paul, no more. Please,” I ask him, as my breathing returns to normal.

“You’re all done, baby. Let’s get out so you can get some sleep. I also need to be at practice for nine.”

Getting out and toweling ourselves off, I slip on some panties to sleep in. I curl up to him with my head on his shoulder, and a leg draped over him. “I’m sorry babe, I’m exhausted. I’ll make it up to you in the morning, I promise. I love you.”

He kisses my forehead as I drift off to sleep…

Morning comes, and for a second, I’m disoriented waking up in a new place. Paul is already awake, just watching me.

“Morning, gorgeous. Before I leave, someone promised me some pussy last night. So, I want breakfast in bed.”

Well, I threw the blankets off, and with a ‘come here’ finger, I motion him over, kissing and running my tongue over his lips. “Well, I don’t want to break a promise. So why don’t you go down there, and put that tongue to good use. I’m sure I can manage to feed you breakfast,” I said.

Parting my legs lewdly, he slides down my panties and begins assaulting my pussy with his tongue. I haven’t felt this satisfied in months. It doesn’t take long between licking my clit and his fingers rubbing my g-spot, to flood his mouth with my girl-cum.

Paul

After eating Sam to an orgasm, I pull her up on all fours. Looking back over her shoulder, and wiggling her sexy ass, she seductively says, “Are you going to fuck me, or are you just going to look at me?”

So, holding her hip with one hand, I grab my cock with the other, and rub it in my sister’s wet folds, lathering the head of my dick in her oily juices.

“You look so sexy…I’m going to fuck you Sam.”

Putting the tip at her hole, I push, and slide my hard cock into her wet cunt. Plunging my hips in, then pulling back out, I begin to hammer myself into her.

“Come on, Sam,” I said, encouraging her. “Fuck me. Push back into me.”

Lifting her head from the mattress, and looking back over her shoulder, she rocks herself back into me. Slamming her ass into my hips, I drive my cock forward into her depths. I hold onto her hips, and help pull her into me, grunting like an animal in heat.

“Ohh…fuck…harder, Paul, come on, fuck me like you’ve wanted to.”

“Jesus, Sam, I can’t hold it anymore, beautiful. I’m going to fill you full of spunk…Ahhhh!”

Hammering my cock into her, I quickly run my thumb through her wet valley, and bring it to her asshole. With a final gusto, I plunge my thumb into her ass.

“Christ, Paul, that feels good…cum for me. Don’t hold back.”

The momentum of my final thrust pushes her down to the mattress. With me resting over top of her on my elbows, pulsing ropes of cum shoot into her; she flexes her ass cheeks in sync with each of my spurts in her pussy. Collapsing down beside her I kiss her shoulder, then sweep her hair from her neck, and kiss it as well.

“God, Paul, I think you put two months’ worth of cum in me.”

“It’s you, Sam! You’re incredible.”

I laid there basking in the sexual euphoria of our post-coital union. Looking at the clock, I had just enough time to shower before I needed to leave. I was going to be gone most of the day, so Sam was going to explore a little on her own.

“I need to get going baby. You stay in bed, go back to sleep, and get some rest. I’ll make you something to eat before I leave.”

Getting up, I reach for the blankets we had kicked off, and cover Sam. Showering quickly and dressing for the day, I go to the kitchen to toast a couple bagels to make a couple of BLTs, one for me and one for Sam. I put hers on a plate with a glass of orange juice, and take it to her in bed.

“Here’s something to eat when you get hungry. I have to go. I love you.” Bending down, I softly kiss her lips.

“I love you too, babe,” she says, as I turn to leave.

Sam

After Paul left, I stayed in bed, and basked in my happiness. I was here finally, and in Paul’s arms again. My pussy was throbbing from the fucking it had just endured, but I loved it. Paul’s cum was trickling out, so I dipped my fingers down through my pussy inserting them into my drenched hole. Removing my fingers, coated in Paul’s cum, I bring them to my mouth, and sucked them clean.

“Mmhh,” I moan, tasting Paul’s cum mixed with mine.

I get up, tired of being in bed, and eat the bagel Paul made me with the orange juice, then go shower. Getting dressed, I decide I would stay close and explore the neighborhood, or anything within walking distance. I go to some shops and walk around, and even try riding the street trolley. At around four-thirty I head back to Paul’s apartment. He said he should be home just past five.

When he gets home, I kiss him as soon as he enters the door, sharing a deep fervent kiss filled with want.

“Hey, gorgeous. Before we get too carried away, let’s go get dinner. Then I can show you some of the nightlife around here,” he says, swatting my butt, as I turn to go get ready for our night out.

For dinner, he takes me to LA Partilla, a tapas bar nearby that is within walking distance. Enjoying the soft ambient music playing in the background, we order our food. Ordering various tapas from the menu, we indulge in some cocktails as well. A couple of hours later, we leave, and walk back to the apartment with a buzz going from all the drinks we consumed. When we get home, we decide it is a good time to go to bed. He is tired from the day, and I had a full day of exploring that has worn me out. Both of us are slightly drunk, and he decides to snuggle up to me.

“Good night, beautiful. I had a good time with you tonight.”

“Good night, Paul. I had a good time, too.”

Reaching over, he cups my breast in his hand, and I place mine over his to hold it to me. Minutes, maybe seconds later, we both drift off into a peaceful slumber.

Paul

God, morning came so quickly. I wake up with a headache from last night’s drinking. Rolling out of bed, I leave Sam covered up so I can go shower. The shower is exactly what I need. Setting the water to a cooler temperature, it refreshes me, and wakes me up. Dressed and ready for my day, I go into the bedroom.

“I have to leave, Sam. Have a good day, and I’ll see you around five.” Leaning down, I kiss her cheek, and she stirs. Opening her eyes, she rolls onto her back and wraps her arms around my neck pulling me down for a passionate kiss, sliding her tongue across my freshly-brushed teeth.

Reaching out, she gently cups my package, and says, “Hurry home, babe. I have plans for you later.”

“I like the sound of that,” I smile.

Quickly kissing her with a chaste kiss to the lips, I leave for the stadium.

Sam

After Paul left this morning, I fell back asleep. My head hurt from last night’s drinking. Up until last night, it’s been years since I consumed enough liquor to get me buzzed like that. It’s nine-thirty by the time I get up. In the shower, I get lost in thought thinking about how far me and Paul have come. At the start of the year, I was alone and Paul was gone from my life. By a twist of fate, and my dad’s misfortune with his injury, Paul came back to me. Since then, in a whirlwind romance, we have solidified our relationship. I can’t imagine my life or future without him now.

Stepping out of the shower, I wrap a towel around myself. I’m brushing my teeth when I hear a knocking at the door. Going to the door, I look through the peephole and see a young woman standing there, with sunglasses propped up on her head, and her dark brunette hair tied back in a ponytail. She’s stunning. Just as she’s about to knock again, I open the door standing in only a towel.

“Oh! Hi I’m looking for Paul Silva. Does he still live here?”

“Yeah, he does. He’s out. Who are you?” I said, with a little bit more annoyance in my voice than I intended.

“I’m a friend of his. My name is Aimee. He told me if I was ever in the area, to stop in.”

“You’re Aimee?”

She looks at me quizzically, trying to figure out how I know her. Paul said she was pretty but fuck he didn’t say she was gorgeous.

“I’m sorry, do we know each other, or have we met?”

“Uhmm… no we’ve never met, but my broth…I mean Paul, has talked about you.” Extending my hand out to introduce myself, invite her in. “I’m Samantha or Sam.” She was looking at me as though trying to figure something out.

“The Sam from back home in Canada?”

“Yes! How do you know me?”

“He used to talk about you all the time when he first came to Portugal. ”

“Oh! I didn’t know. Listen, would you mind if I excuse myself to go get dressed more decently? Make yourself at home. I’m sure you’ve been here before. I’ll be right out.”

Aimee

It’s the first week of August, and I took a couple weeks off. I know Paul’s season pauses during this month, so I stop in hoping to catch him early in the morning to possibly hang out while I’m on holidays. I haven’t seen him since mid-June when we went for dinner. That night was wonderful but also difficult. I am still in love with Paul, and am holding out hope he will get over his hang-ups and give us a try at being more than friends.

When I see the girl Paul has pined for all this time, my heart breaks. It appears he finally got her. Fuck, now I understand. I never had a chance. This woman is sex on legs. Looking at her saunter to the bedroom I can’t stop from looking at her ass just peeking below the towel. It brings back memories of being between Sonia’s legs. I was in love with Paul and enjoyed being fucked by him and his cock, but being face down in another woman, tasting her, is incomparable.

“Sorry about that. Paul won’t be back ’til about five. He’s finishing up team commitments this week before going on break. Was he expecting you?”

When Sam comes back in the room, she’s wearing cutoff shorts and is braless in a tank top.

“Uhh, no…last time I saw him, he said if I was in the area to stop in and say hello. I’m off on holidays and thought he might want to hang out. I’m sorry, I didn’t know he had someone, or that you were together. I’ll let you get on with your day.” I stood up to leave, but she stops me.

“Please, this doesn’t have to be awkward. He’s told me all about you, Aimee. Please stay. You’re his friend, and I know you care for him and he’s told me he cares for you also. Let’s at least get to know each other. I don’t want him giving up his friends because of me. Who knows, maybe we can become friends too.”

“If you’re sure Sam. I don’t want to cause trouble.”

“Look, Aimee, I’m not going to lie. When I found out about you, I was jealous and scared. When Paul told me you were attractive, he didn’t mention how gorgeous you were. Then I found out you were in love with him, and he was in love with you, but couldn’t be with you because of me. I was scared of losing him to you.”

I can’t believe what I’m hearing. She’s telling me Paul’s in love with me, or was, and that she’s insecure about me.

“Look, Sam, when Paul told me about you, he said he was in love with you and couldn’t be with me, and risk the friendship. I can understand why he held out. You’re a perfect ten. A knock out.”

Looking at her, I’m filled with lust. Paul’s sexy and a dreamy guy, but…she’s just as sexy.

Sam

Sitting there and getting to know Aimee, I can see what Paul sees in her. My pussy’s moist from looking at her, and watching her lips move as she talks. Paul said she’s bisexual. If she only knew! What would her plump lips feel like to kiss? Would she taste sweet? She must be special for Paul to be with her six years.

“Look, Paul won’t be back ’til five, and you have the day off and so do I. Why don’t we go grab lunch and hang out, maybe get to know each other, Aimee? Then, when Paul is back, we can all go to dinner. I’m sure he would like to see you. You’re important to Paul, so if I’m going to be with him, I should get to know you as well,” I say to her, hoping to share some girl talk, and learn more about her and Paul’s relationship.

“Well, since I have no other plans…why not. Any particular place you want to go?”

“You pick Aimee. It’s only my third day here, and I’m not sure where anything is yet.”

Grabbing the house keys and my purse, we head out. She leads me downstairs to her car where we get in and she drives. We end up at the Vasco da Gamma shopping center, basically a large mall. Walking in the mall, we settle into a casual conversation. I catch her giving me side glances…she’s checking me out. What she doesn’t realize, is I’m checking her out, too. Feeling myself get aroused, my pussy moistens, and I can’t help imagining being between her legs, licking her cunt. Her tits look like they’re a similar in size to mine. Oh, how I’d like to wrap my lips on her nipples, and do all the things I love having done to me.

After walking around for a bit and dipping into the stores, I ask her, “You want to sit and have lunch, Aimee? We can grab something in the food court here,” I say, as I point towards the group of eateries at the end of the walkway.

“Uhm…yeah sure, I’m not fussy. As long as it fills the belly, I’m good to eat anywhere.”

Walking together, we both settle on eating at the Italian Burger House. It is during our lunch, that I learn Aimee is an engineer working for GE. She talks a bit about her job, then asks about mine. While talking, I’m drawn to her lips, and how sensual they are. At one point, we both reach for the ketchup and our hands touch, staying in contact for a second longer than either of us expected. Pulling my hand away I smile at her and apologize.

“I’m sorry! I still can’t get over how beautiful you are, Aimee.”

Blushing, she looks at me smiling. “If you don’t mind me asking, how did you and Paul finally end up getting together? Last time we talked about you, he said he was in love with you, but you didn’t want him. So, what changed?”

Talking with Aimee, I get a sense of just how bad Paul was in love with me back then. It breaks my heart to hear what he was feeling, I can now understand what Aimee means to him, and why he says she was a lifeline for him when he had no one else and was alone.

“What changed was he came back to visit my Dad because of an injury, and we had chance to talk and resolve some issues.”

“Wait, did you say your dad’s injury?”

She looks at me funny, but doesn’t elaborate on her question.

“Yes, my Dad was injured at work. Why do you ask?”

“No reason…”

Aimee

Walking through the mall with Sam, I find myself being attracted to her. She has a confidence to her, but she’s not arrogant. Her body is beautiful. I know I’m all right and not ugly, but she’s on another level. When we sit to have lunch, we talk and get to know each other when she says something odd. She tells me Paul went back to see her father, but I remember him telling me he went back for his father’s injury.

At four o’clock, she says we should probably leave and head back to Paul’s apartment, as he’ll be home just after five. We’re sitting in the living room talking. I hate to say it, but we were getting along well. Doesn’t hurt that she’s easy on the eyes and stirring my loins. She’s also fidgety on the sofa. Just after five, the door opens and Paul enters. Looking over at us with his mouth agape.

“Aimee? Uhh, what are you doing here?” Before I can answer Sam answers for me.

“She came by to see you, since she was in the area and on holidays. I asked her to stay. I hope you don’t mind? We have just been getting to know each other and went to the mall together.”

“No…no, it’s alright I just wasn’t expecting to see her here, is all.”

Walking over to me, he hugs me, and kisses my cheeks. Then looks over to Sam and also goes to greet her, by kissing her passionately on the lips. I’m not sure if Sam puts a little more into the kiss to assert her possession of him. It hurts to see the display of affection, but I’m also mildly aroused. Thinking back to when Paul was with me and Sonia, has my pussy leaking and my panties damp. My nipples are stiffening into little points.

Sam

“So, Paul, I told Aimee we could all go to dinner together. She came here to see you and seems like it’s a shame to waste a chance to catch up.”

“Yeah totally. That’s a good idea. Let me get showered and changed and we can go.”

When Paul comes out ready to go, I see the look of trepidation in his face, so I walk over to him and pull him by the hand to the bedroom.

“Aimee, can you give us just a second please, and we’ll get going.” In the bedroom, I pull Paul into a hug, then put my hands on either side of his face. “Paul, look at me. I’m not mad. I’m OK with this, all right? She’s a really nice person. I’ve spent the day getting to know her, and I understand what you see in her. I’m a little shocked because you didn’t tell me how gorgeous she was,”

Looking at me with his eyebrow cocked up, he asks, “There something you want to tell me, Sam? I’ve told you before, you’re my Aphrodite. She’s beautiful, but you’re my perfect.”

Slapping him playfully on the shoulder, and kissing him on the lips, I say, “Listen, Paul. I’m not blind. You remember I like girls, right? And Aimee is fucking gorgeous. If I wasn’t taken already, I’d be making a play for her. Now, let’s go, she’s waiting.” Kissing Paul fervently and moaning, I say, “Later we’ll take care of that hard-on your sporting, babe. Then you can tell me which one of us caused it.” Giggling, I pull away from his embrace and lead him back to the living room.

“All right we’re all set. What’s everyone feel like eating?” We all agree that a nice steak house is a good choice. So, taking Paul’s car I sit up front with him and go to a restaurant called Atalho Real. It’s a nice laid-back eatery with garden seating. Seated at the table, it’s silent, as nobody wants to be the first to break the silence.

“Come on you two! This doesn’t have to be awkward. Paul, I understand. She was there for you when I wasn’t. And, Aimee, I’m not going to make Paul give up his friends. I’ve just met you today, and I already like you. I know how you feel about him, and I told him before we left the house, if I wasn’t already taken, I’d be all over you, too.”

Looking at Aimee, she’s blushing and looking at Paul for help. Paul shrugs his shoulders in defeat. I put my hand on hers, so she can look at me.

“Aimee, Paul told me everything. I know about the threesomes with you, him and Sonia. I’m not judging. Full disclosure before Paul came back and we finally got together, I was dating girls also.”

Opening her mouth in an ‘Oh shit’ moment, Aimee looks at us and says, “Well, it appears the ice has been broken and there are lots of things to talk about.”

Aimee

When Sam brings up our threesomes with Sonia, I’m embarrassed until she tells me she also dated girls before getting with Paul. “So, if it’s not to personal, how did you go from girls to Paul? And were you always into girls?”

The waiter comes by, and takes our order. As we wait for our food to arrive, Sam goes on to explain how she fought the idea of her and Paul in a relationship, and how they’ve known each other all their lives. At some point, all the dots connect up for me, and I look back and forth between them.

“What’s the matter? You all right, Aimee? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Paul asks me.

“No. I’m not. I just figured out what’s been bothering me all day. This morning, when Sam introduced herself, she called you something and I brushed it off. Then at the mall, she mentioned you going back to see her dad and the accident. But I remember you telling me you went back for your father’s Injury, and now you guys are talking about knowing each other all your lives. So, either both your dads got injured at the same time, and I misheard when you started to call him your brother or, you’re siblings. So, which is it? And I want the truth.”

I raised my voice a little, before both of them shushed me, and asked me to keep my voice down. For the next hour while we eat as they explain their story. And it all makes sense why Paul ended up in Portugal, and why Sam never got in a relationship with him. She explained how she dated girls to avoid feeling like she was cheating on Paul with other men. Stunned, I’m not sure if I’m mad, grossed out, or aroused.

“So, let me get this straight, you’re not related? Or at least not by blood? But your parents are married? So, you’re actually stepsiblings? And you’re bisexual, Sam?”

I’m not sure how I feel about this. It’s weird, but not actual incest. Looking at them, I can’t deny they make a hot couple. Hell, I find myself attracted to both. With Paul, I’ve already fallen in love with him and this just complicates it more because he’s not going to leave her.

Putting his hand on mine, Paul looks at me and says, “Look, Aimee. I know this is a lot to take in. I’m sorry I just couldn’t tell you everything. I didn’t want to hurt you. But I wasn’t lying to you when I said I loved you. It was just complicated. I don’t want to lose you, but I understand if you don’t want to be around me.”

“Paul, stop, all right! I’m not going anywhere. I just need time to digest all this. Look, I’m off on holidays for the next two weeks. You’re still busy with the team for a couple days. Do you mind if me and Sam hang out? I’d like to know more about your sister…uhh…stepsister.”

Sam says, “I’d like that, Aimee. I could use the company, and a tour guide until Paul is freed up.”

“Good, it’s settled. I’ll pick you up around ten, and we can go see the sights while the soccer player, here, goes and does his thing.”

After coffee, we decide it’s time to call it a night. We go back to his apartment and I get out by my car. Getting out, they both say goodnight to me. Paul kisses my cheeks and hugs me.

Placing his mouth close to my ear, he whispers, “Thank you for understanding, and I love you.”

When he says it, shivers run down my spine because I know he actually means it, and he always has loved me. Next up was Sam. Despite being the girl who was in love with her boyfriend or stepbrother, she was a great person. I find myself hugging her longer and pressing my breasts into hers, feeling my arousal surge.

“Goodnight, Aimee. Thank you for the day and everything else. I’ll see you at ten tomorrow?”

“Yes, of course, I’ll be here ten sharp for a girl’s day.”

With that I got in my car and left.

Paul

Once Aimee left, me, and Sam went upstairs. In the apartment, after removing our shoes, Sam leads me to the bedroom. With both of us standing beside the bed, she unbuttons my shirt and slips it off my shoulders. Running her hands slowly down my chest, she gets to my belt and unbuckles it, followed by the button on my chino pants. Letting my pants fall to the floor, and pool around my ankles, I step out of them. Standing there, just in briefs, Sam drops to her knees in front of me, and reaches up to lower my briefs off. Caught on head of my swollen cock, she grabs my cock and pulls my briefs off in one shot, as she licks her bottom lip like a predator seeking its prey.

Taking ahold of my shaft, she strokes it at a soft and steady pace. Spitting on my crown, she twists her hand when reaching the top, rubbing her spit around. I throw my head back in ecstasy, as she licks the underside of my cock and the oozing pre-cum.

“Mm-hmm…do you miss having Aimee’s lips on your cock, Paul…Hmm? Were you hard when you saw her today?”

My cock flexes when she mentions Aimee’s name.

“It’s okay, Paul. Your cock can’t lie to me.” Sam giggles, as she continues to jack my cock. “She’s extremely gorgeous and her body is dynamite. She also made me horny being around her.”

Then putting my dick to her mouth, she wraps her lips around my cock and slides me inside.

“Ohhh, Sam…that feels so good!”

With her eyes locked on mine, she uses one hand to massage my balls as she bobs.

“Fuck… I’m going to come…OH! Sam! I’m going to…AHHHHH!”

Her throat tightens around my cockhead, as I erupt a torrent of cum. Once I finish, she squeezes the last drop from my shaft, and licks it off. Then, with a lurid grin on her face, she pecks a kiss on the tip.

Opening her mouth to show me it’s empty, she says, “Yum! Thank you!”

“No! Thank you! That was incredible.”

She stands and I reach behind her, lowering the zipper of her dress. Sliding it off her shoulders, it falls to the ground. She has on white, bikini-cut panties, and they’re wet. I want her…more than anything at this moment, I want her.

Pushing me back on the bed, she straddles my waist and rests her glistening pussy on the ridge of my hard cock. It’s the most erotic feeling to experience. Then, she begins to grind. If I hadn’t come a few minutes ago, I certainly would right here and now. My balls churn, and my lust boils over.

“Ahhh…fuck!” she moans. Grabbing my hair, she pulls my lips to hers and we kiss passionately.

Tasting myself in her mouth, I don’t care…I want her and would do anything for her. Rolling us over, I kneel between her legs, and lean down. I softly kiss her ear, and then her neck, and finally, her shoulder. It’s my turn to look into her eyes. She gives me a welcoming smile. Reaching down, I lift her legs and remove her panties, and throw them over my shoulder.

“Oh…my…God!” Having her lewdly displayed before me is all I ever wanted. I’m so aroused that cum leaks from my cock.

Pulling her legs away, she pries her hand between us, so I lift myself to hover over her…my nipples grazing hers. She grasps my iron bar, and pushes it towards her wet slit, so I lift my hips, and she puts me at her entrance.

I barely slip into her when she says, “Stop! Go slow. I want to enjoy this.”

Placing her hands on my ass, she gently pulls me in to her. “OH! Fuck, Paul! You feel so good inside me! You’re perfect for me! OH fuck! Yes…more! More!”

The sensation of sliding my cock into her pussy feels extraordinary. It’s warm, and wet. My cock feels like it’s submerged in a bath of warm oil. When Sam’s walls squeeze my shaft, I want to thrust into her.

“Paul, pull all the way out, and then fuck me like you mean it. FUCK!!! YES! Just like that!” Sam bucks her hips, matching my movements as I follow her lead. “Now…go faster…faster!”

Sam keeps up with me, as she lets go of my ass and slides her hands up my back. We’re both sweating and breathing hard into each other’s mouths. I want to kiss her, but I can’t keep my pace and latch onto her lips at the same time.

Thrusting into her pussy is addicting, I can’t get enough. And then…there’s that familiar tingle in my balls. “Sam, I’m close…I’m going to cum.”

“Fill me with cum, Paul! I want to feel your cock throb inside me when you cum. That’s it…my pussy…ahhh fill it, Shit! Yes! I feel you…”

Increasing my pace, I mash our sexes together. My balls tighten, sending a wave of cum through my shaft. “Ah fuck, Sam!” I drive my cock deep into her pussy spraying her insides with my hot semen. Collapsing down on my elbows, panting, I collect my breath. And then, I lean down and kiss her. Exhausted, I pull the covers over us, and we fall asleep with her draped over me. Wrapping an arm around her, I pull her into me, and sighing she buries her face in the crook of my neck.

“I love you Sam! This is the beginning of our life together.”

“I love you too, babe. Don’t ever let go of me.”

“Never!”

It’s morning as I slip out of bed, leaving Sam asleep. She’s turned away from me with one of her legs cocked up, and her bum is partially exposed, with the gusset of her panties wedged between her spread cheeks. Bending down I place a gentle kiss on her cheek and inhale her scent.

After showering, I make breakfast for myself and leave Sam’s covered in plastic wrap. I leave it on the table with a note for her.

Good morning, Beautiful! Enjoy your girls day with Aimee. I’ll be thinking about you. I love you!

I quietly leave, hoping not to wake Sam from her peaceful sleep.

Sam

Its eight-thirty when I wake up. Paul is gone. I had a wonderful dream of him kissing my body that felt so real. I need to get ready. Aimee is going to be here at ten to spend the day together. When I come in the kitchen, I see a plate of food wrapped in plastic with a note from Paul. God, I just can’t believe how lucky I am to have him. Then I think of Aimee, and how close I came to losing Paul to her. Last night when we went out, I couldn’t stop looking at her. She’s drop-dead gorgeous, and even I want to be naked with her, rubbing against her beautiful body.

I’m in love with Paul, and he is the only man in my life, but Aimee excites something in me. The feeling of having my breasts mashed against another girl’s, our nipples teasing each other…Ugh! What was she like with Paul? Were they vanilla when they fucked, or was she adventurous? Did she let Paul play with her ass also? Fuck!

At ten, Aimee knocks at the door, I go open it, invite her in, and we gaze at one another. Aimee is petite. She has beautiful, dark, brunette hair with piercing dark-brown eyes; with a slim toned body and a nice round ass. She’s wearing a black, short skirt that comes to mid thigh, with a blue, short-sleeve blouse. The top of her blouse is undone, and allows the top of her cleavage to show. Strapped sandals adorn her feet, showing her painted-pastel-blue toenails. She looks incredible.

“Morning, Aimee! You look great. Paul knows how to pick the beautiful girls,” I said.

Aimee is looking at me, like I just said the dumbest thing in the world! “Sam, you’re kidding, right? You look incredible yourself. Paul’s a lucky guy to have you.”

She is looking directly at me, when she says it. At that moment, I want to pull her to the sofa so I can lift her skirt to lick her pussy, and then kiss those plump lips. Biting my own lip, I say, “Ahh…we should go. You ready? Have you eaten yet?”

“Yeah…I ate before I left the house this morning. Let’s go, we can go to Sintra first.”

We left leave in her car and head towards our first destination. The town of Sintra is near the capital, Lisbon, and is studded with pastel-colored villas and palaces. We spend a couple of hours exploring the town. By one-thirty, I am ready for lunch. Both Aimee and me had done quite a bit of walking and talking. Now that things were out in the open, we are able to talk openly about everything. I am learning a lot about her and Paul’s relationship, and their time together. Spending the full day together, we bond, and are now becoming close, I even venture to say friends. I can see why it was so easy for Paul to like Aimee, and want her friendship. After a day with her, I am entranced with her.

“You know, Aimee…I can understand why Paul likes you. And I can see you care about him, also. I love him…no, I’m in love with him. I told Paul I would do anything to be with him. I won’t make him give up his relationship with you…I’d also like to become friends with you, if you’ll let me.”

“I’d like that Sam. Paul’s got a really good woman in you. You’re beautiful, smart, and sexy. And I could use more friends. It’s lonely for me.”

I remember she mentioned when we met, that she was on holidays for two weeks. It appears she had planned to spend it with Paul. But now that I was here, plans have changed. I wonder how she would feel about spending time with us on her holidays. It would be nice to have this hottie around.

I have an idea swirling in my head, and want to talk to Paul about it; maybe even tease him a little.

“Hey, Aimee, since you’ve spent the day being my tour guide, why don’t you let me and Paul buy you dinner. I’d make something at home, but Paul hasn’t bought groceries. We’re going south to the Algarve on holidays at the end of this week.” When I look over at Aimee, she has a Cheshire grin on her face.

“Why are you grinning like that when I mention holidays in the Algarve?”

“I’m sorry, Sam. It was just a fun memory. It was where Paul and me first met through Sonia, and we had our first threesome, together.”

“Ohhh…!” Surprisingly, I’m not mad. If I’m honest with myself, I’m jealous of Sonia. She got to be with, Paul, and Aimee.

By four-thirty, we decide to go back. Aimee says we’re about a twenty-five-minute drive from Paul’s apartment. We should get home about same time as he gets there. When we arrive at Paul’s apartment, he’s still not home, so I invite Aimee to come in and make herself comfortable.

Aimee

At Paul’s apartment, me and Sam sit waiting for him to get home. We’re sitting on the sofa drinking a glass of wine. Sam’s wearing short, blue-jean shorts, that hug her ass with a flat-blue t-shirt. It’s snug, and shows the swell of her breasts. Her hair’s pulled up, held with a clip in a bun, with dangling tendrils of dark hair on the back of her neck. Her blue eyes are hypnotizing. I’d like to kiss the side of her neck and drag my tongue tasting her. Her lips look inviting. Her ass, those breasts…God, she’s gorgeous!

“Aimee? Hello…Earth to Aimee? Where did you disappear to? I’ve been talking to you and you’re zoned out.”

“Sorry, just got distracted.” Little did Sam know she was the cause of my distraction.

When Paul gets home, we decide to go to the tapas house they went to first day here. By seven, we were seated. Talking and laughing, the conversation flows as if we’ve all been friends our whole lives. I find myself enjoying their company. It is certainly a welcomed change from my boring routine of work and lonely nights. Paul excuses himself to go to the washroom and when he got gets up, I can’t help checking him out. I remember all the nights we spent together. How his cock filled and stretched me.

Noticing me gazing at Paul walking away, Sam says, “He’s dreamy, isn’t he?”

“I’m sorry, Sam. I didn’t mean to be that obvious about it. It’s just I shared a lot of good times with him and it’s hard to forget them.”

“Then don’t! And please don’t apologize. I know he loves me, but I also know he loves you. What kind of sister and girlfriend would I be, if I told the man I loved to forget someone that loves him, and helped him when he needed it. I thought I was going to be jealous of you, but I’m not. I’m jealous of what he had with you. Does that make sense?”

“Huhhh?”

She is blushing when I look at her, but and she composes her thoughts before attempting to explain. “What I mean is, I’m not jealous of you. I’m jealous of the relationship he had with you. All cards on the table, Aimee! I find you very attractive. And I’m jealous Paul got to be with you.”

“Ohh!” I say, placing my hand to my mouth to hide my shock. Then, I put my hand on top of hers and take a breath to say, “Look, Sam! You said all cards on the table, right? I find you equally attractive. But I promise I won’t come between you and Paul.”

“What a shame, it might have been fun!” Sam giggles, as she says it.

I couldn’t believe what I just heard. He was walking up to us from the washroom, so I quickly pull my hand away from hers, and resume talking, changing the subject.

“What are you both talking about? You guys look like the cat that swallowed the canary.”

“Nothing, just girl talk.” I reply, still trying to wrap my head around what Sam had just said and joked about. It is Thursday night, and they tell me Saturday they’re leaving to spend ten days down in the Algarve.

“You’re going to love it down there, Sam. It’s beautiful, warm, and there’s lots to do and see.”

“I hope Paul makes it as fun as I’ve heard,” she says, winking at me.

Me, and Sam exchange phone numbers so we can communicate without having to use Paul as the go between. I think it’s safe to say we have become friends in such a short period of time. Sam is easy to be around like Paul, and similarly, she is easy on the eyes and makes me miss being between a beautiful woman’s legs. I’ll bet she would taste sweet. She’s been with girls, so she must know how to use her tongue to lick pussy.

At the end of the night, we walk back the apartment. Paul’s holding Sam’s hand, and I’m beside Sam keeping pace as we share friendly banter. Minutes into the walk, Sam extends her hand out and grabs for mine. And just like that, all three of us are walking hand in hand. Reaching our destinations, it time to say goodnight.

“If you’re not busy tomorrow, maybe we can hang out again, Aimee?”

“Yeah…that would be nice. Text me when you’re up, and I can come pick you up.”

Leaning in, I hug Sam, and take in the smell of her skin before kissing her cheeks. It was Paul’s turn to hug me, and he pulls me to a tight hug kissing my cheeks and whispering a thank you. They walk me to my car, and Paul opens my door for me. Getting in, I thank Sam for the fun day and leave.

Paul

It’s been a fun evening. When I came home, Sam said she wanted to buy Aimee dinner for being her tour guide today. We all went out and enjoyed ourselves. When I went to the washroom and returned, the girls looked like they were having a moment. I saw Aimee pull her hand away from Sam’s. I had been through this once before, when Sonia, and Aimee showed little signs of attraction to each other.

I’m in love with Sam and want her to be my everything, but I know she’s attracted to females because she told me she was bisexual when we reconnected. Realizing that if we’re going to be happy together, I can’t control or quash her desires. I know she loves me, but I see how she looks at Aimee also. So up in the apartment, I decide to have a little fun with my sister. I’m sitting on the sofa when Sam walks up to me and puts a knee on the sofa and holding onto my shoulders for support. Then swinging her other leg over mine, she straddles my lap, facing me. Lowering her forehead to rest against mine, she grabs my face between her hands and passionately kisses me. Our tongues search each other’s out, as our making out grows in intensity.

“Paul, take my shirt off, please. I need your lips on my nipples, they’ve been hard all night.”

She raises her arms, so I remove her shirt and throw it to the side, followed by her bra. Her beautiful tits, with their perky, pink nipples are on display. Separating our lips, I bend down and latch onto her stiff point, tugging gently as I suck.

“Yes! That’s it! Ohhh…I love this.” Grabbing my head, she mashes my face into her cleavage. When I flick my tongue over her stiff nub, she moans and pants as she combs her fingers through my hair.

“Ooh…Paul! That feels so good,” she groans. as As she leans back, she pulls the clip releasing her long hair; it waves as she tosses her head in ecstasy.

“Hmmm,” I hum, still latched onto her breast. Releasing her nipple, I roll us over, kneeling between her legs, and lean down. I softly kiss her ear, and then her neck, and finally, her shoulder. It’s my turn to look into her eyes.

Reaching down, I undo the button, then the zipper of her shorts, and slide them off her.

“Oh…my…God!” She’s beyond anything I dream of. I’m so aroused that cum leaks from my cock.

Hooking my fingers in her panties, I lower them below her hips. Sam raises her ass off the couch, and as I slip them under her ass, she raises her legs in the air, and opens herself to me, as she parts her legs.

“Paul, I want you to kiss down my legs. I want your tongue to lick me everywhere.”

She grabs my hair to make sure I don’t move. Her smooth skin becomes bumpy, as I stop to inhale her scent. She’s ready, and so am I.

Using two fingers, she spreads her labia, and says, “Now, I need you to lick my pussy.”

“Really, Sam. Is it me you need, or would you like to feel Aimee licking you everywhere? I’ve seen how you look at her, and how she looks at you. Would you like to have her warm and soft tongue make love to your cunt? Huhh…”

“Jesus, Paul! Don’t tease…just put your tongue on me. I need you.”

Extending and curling my tongue against the center of her vulva, I push inside. She’s sweet. She’s delicious, and I want more.

“That’s it, you feel great…ahhh that’s perfect!”

Licking lower, her little pucker winks at me, so I press my tongue against her wrinkled star. She flinches as I flatten my tongue and drag it upward.

“Ohhh…FUCK! Paul…lick my ass…Do it again!” Sam moans, so I return to her asshole and lick it.

“Now, use your finger, and slip it into my pussy. Ahhh…that’s it…fuck me with your finger,” she says, as she places a finger on her clit and begins to rub her little bean. “That’s it…add a second finger in my pussy…ohhh yeah…you’re going to make me cum, babe!”

Sam’s body gyrates, as I finger fuck her, and she rubs her clit.

“Holy fuck…I’m going to cum…don’t you dare stop, I’m almost there…ahhh shit! I’m cumming!”

She bucks her hips, making it difficult to keep my mouth on her, so I pull away to watch, as she cries out, flooding my fingers with her warm cum. Grabbing my head, she pulls my face back down to her pussy; removing my fingers, I lap her juices as they flow from her. Her thighs tighten around my head like a vice, as I continue to lap at her sweet oils.

Then, she lets go and says, “No more, please…no more, I’m too sensitive, Paul.”

Once she’s over her orgasm, she wants to give me a blowjob, but instead, I pull her up to sit across my lap. Wrapping her arm around my neck, her other hand idly plays with my chest.

“Paul, why did you say that about Aimee? About her licking my pussy?”

“Sam, like you, I’m not blind. I see how you both look at each other. You’re both gorgeous women so I get it. I know you’re bisexual and you find her attractive. She’s also bisexual and I’m pretty sure she’s attracted to you, as well.”

“Are you mad? Because I can’t help it. She’s gorgeous. And her body is… just wow!”

“Does it bother you that I’m still attracted to her, Sam. Even though I’m in love with you?” I look at Sam to get a read of her face, as she contemplates my question.

“You know, she told me about meeting you in the Algarve and that’s where you had your first threesome with her and Sonia. And instead of feeling jealous I was turned on. I wanted to be Sonia in the middle of you two. So no, it doesn’t bother me. Let me ask you something, Paul. Do you really love me?”

“Of course, I love you, Sam, always and forever. I’ve waited most of my life to be with you.”

“Okay then, I believe you. And I know you would never leave me, or hurt me. But I have something I’d like to ask you.”

“Shoot, I’m all ears, beautiful.” Sam is biting her lip as though nervous, so I put my hand on her leg and say, “Sam, spit it out. There’s nothing you can say that will change how I feel about you.”

“Okay! Well, Aimee is on holidays for another week and a half. I think she planned to hang out with you. But now that I’m here, and we’re together, she’s by herself. How would you feel about inviting her to come meet us in the Algarve and spend her holidays with us?”

“Look, Sam, I love Aimee. You know our past and my feelings for her. But last time something like that happened, I ended up fucking two girls and one I fell in love with. This time, I would be in bed with two girls I’m in love with. I don’t want to put you in a position to be hurt or jealous. You are what matters above all else. It would hurt to lose Aimee, but it would hurt more to lose you. So, think about this, and what you’re asking. Do you really want to open this door?”

“Depends… would we both get a chance to be with her? Would you like to be in a threesome with me and Aimee?” Leaning in, she licks my ear and whispers, “How would you feel about seeing your girlfriend…your sister, with her tongue in another woman’s cunt…huhhh?”

When she whispers this, I can’t help flexing my cock under her bum.

“I think my boyfriend likes the idea. You can say no if you want, but your cock says otherwise. I just felt it flex under my ass when I mentioned Aimee. Look, let’s not get to wrapped up in ‘what-ifs’. Let’s enjoy our time together, and see where things go. You remember when I told you I would do anything to be with you? Well, I know you would do the same for me. And if Aimee is part of you, then she’s part of us. So while she’s here on holidays, I want you to do whatever your heart is telling you to do. There won’t be any jealousy from me. You’ve made it clear how much you love me and I know you would never betray me…okay?”

Getting up from my lap, standing completely naked in front of me, Sam extends her hand out.

Sam

I asked Paul about inviting Aimee to join us down in the Algarve for holidays. After she told me about her and Sonia being together with Paul, I wanted to have that with her and him. Paul says he’s concerned about me being hurt. He admits he still loves Aimee. Would I be jealous seeing Paul fuck her? Would Paul be jealous of seeing me with her?

I feel Paul’s erection under me when I mention a threesome with Aimee. I’m also wet and horny imagining being with Aimee. I want Paul to take me, so I extend my hand and pull him from the sofa.

“Paul, I need you…I want you to take me into the bedroom and fuck me hard. I’m horny right now and I need your cock in me.” Standing up, I hop up on Paul, and he cups my ass as I wrap my legs around his waist. With my arms wrapped around his neck, we begin fervently kissing. He carries me to the bedroom, and once we’re at the bed, he lays me down and stands back up.

“Get it out, Paul,” I plead. “I want it in me. You’ve got me on fire here, I’ve never needed anything this much in my life. Hurry, babe, it’s time to… fuck me.”

I giggle at my words.

As the laughter echoed inside my head, I noticed Paul pulling down his pants, then his briefs. His cock sprang free, visible to me in all its grandeur. It’s a spear, and I’m its target.

“Slide up the bed, beautiful,” he mutters, as he crawls between my thighs. He bends down and fists his prick, fitting its bulbous head to my hot, wet hole. There’s no thought, I just want him buried to the hilt inside my body. And then with a grunt and a whimper, he’s in. Some might think all pussies feel the same. But with love factored in, it’s a whole new experience. I cling to him. My legs wrap around his hips and my hands around his neck. I kiss his neck and mutter some monologue. Lying still, he’s buried in my cunt to the balls.

“Fuck me, Paul. Just fuck me, fuck me hard, please…” was all I said, and what he did. Paul varies his hips continually. Long, slow strokes one moment, followed by short, powerful thrusts the next. This keeps me at the peak of my arousal. But this is a relentless assault, as needy as it is exciting. So I keep egging him on, I hold him tighter and wriggle beneath him.

“Fuck me, Paul… Give me that big, hard cock…pound it into me…Make me yours…fill my insides, baby.”

His heavy balls slap against my ass and are full of sperm. My brother’s sperm that he is going to shoot into my body.

“Fuck me, Paul. Fill me with your big, swollen cock. I hope you’ve got a big load for me,” I speak softly into his ear. Lots and lots of warm cum sprays across my insides.

“Sam, beautiful,” Paul groans, raising his torso up and away from me. Arching his back, he digs his toes into the sheets, desperate to get any extra penetration. He buries himself inside me as far as he can get, and lets go a torrent of warm cock juice erupting from his dick. Pulse after pulse, he fills me, cumming, staking his claim on me. As another contraction clutches his balls, His his eyes go wide, and my mouth gapes open from pleasure and pain.

Our eyes meet, I nod, and my face changes to a smile of satisfaction. I orgasm with Paul, when the first splash of his cum hits my cervix.

Reaching up, I pull him down on top of me, not caring about his weight. I just want every ounce of contact I can have with him.

“Paul, tomorrow I’m going to invite Aimee to come meet us down there, once I know where we’re staying. No matter what happens, I love you, babe! I’m yours for life, if you want me.”

“I just hope you know what you’re getting into. I love you, too, Sam! And you’re definitely mine for life. No other man will ever touch you.”

Both of us sated, Paul covers us and we fall asleep as I lay on his chest with my body draped over his. The last thing I remember is feeling his arm wrapped around me.

Pulling me in to him he kisses my forehead and whispers, “I love you, beautiful.”

The next day, Paul woke up and got ready to leave. Before leaving the house, he came to bed and kissed me goodbye. With a long passionate kiss, he leaves. I was up and alert. Today was Paul’s last day with the team, and then he was off on holidays until mid-September when play will resume.

Grabbing my phone, I send Aimee a text asking if she feels like hanging out with me and being guide again. Truthfully, I just want to spend time with my new bestie.

Sam- “Hi, Aimee, it’s Sam. Do you feel like coming by to hang out. It’s Paul’s last day before we head out on holidays and I’d like to see you.”

After sending the message, I re-read it and wonder if I had been to too anxious telling her I wanted to see her. It didn’t take long for Aimee’s reply to come through.

Aimee- “Hi, Sam! I’d love to see you also. I have no other plans so it would be nice to spend the day with you !

That settled, I get up and shower. An hour later, Aimee is at the door, dressed in some tight, black leggings and a white tank top. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail with her sunglasses sitting up on her head. Inviting her in, I can’t look away as I check her out.

“Morning, Aimee! You look spectacular. I’m almost ready, just need to grab some socks and we can go.”

“No rush, Sam! You look incredible yourself.”

Looking back at her I blush. I notice her looking at my ass stretched out in the shorts I was wearing, while I bend down to tie my shoes. “Hey, Aimee, before we leave and I forget, me and Paul were talking last night. You’re off on holidays, and we were wondering how you’d feel about meeting us in the Algarve? Paul’s rented a place down there, and you could stay with us, and we could continue to get to know each other.”

“Paul’s okay with that?”

“Yes. He knows I was going to invite you to stay with us. If you want to, that is?”

“Are you sure, Sam? I don’t want to cause any problems. You know how I feel about Paul and you know I find you attractive also. We’ve become friends and I don’t want to jeopardize that.”

“Look, Aimee, I appreciate the concern. But me and Paul are both aware of the risks and the feelings involved. We both want you there. We leave tomorrow. Once we’re settled in, I’ll text you the location and you can meet us there on Sunday for the remainder of your holidays for sunshine, fun, and good company, all right?”

“If you’re sure, then yes, I’d love to spend time with both of you. It’s a plan.”

Stepping towards me, we hug each other. Pulling away, she then leans in, and kisses my left cheek and goes to kiss my right, when I turn my face, and kiss her softly on the mouth, running my tongue ever so gently across her lips. She lets out a soft moan, before pulling away.

“This holiday might turn out to be full of surprises. Let’s go! We should get going before I do something I shouldn’t.”

Giggling, I take her hand and lead her out while saying, “Who says you shouldn’t?”

Sun, fun, and holidays

Aimee

I can’t believe how my day was starting. First, Sam texts me saying she wants to see me. I’ve been enjoying being around her. I can see why Paul is so in love with her. I’ve only known her a short period of time and I am enjoying being with this incredible woman. Then she asks me to come join them on holidays and says Paul knows, and also wants me there. Inside my head, this whole thing screams bad idea. I’m in love with Paul and now find myself in lust with his stepsister and girlfriend, Sam.

But when she kisses me for the first time, my heart skips a beat and pussy gets wet. Her warm, soft lips are tantalizing and stir my loins. I need to get us out of here before I act on my desires.

We spend the day hitting the major monuments and even going to the Lisbon Aquarium near Expo Park. She loves the area and all its attractions. She’s fascinated by the gondola that goes over the Tagus River. I tell her it’s something she definitely needs to try. At five, we head back home and I drop her off at Paul’s apartment. He’s home, so I decide to go up and say hello before I leave. I want to check with him to make sure he’s okay with me coming to meet them on holidays.

Opening the door, Paul greets both of us with a warm smile, and gives kisses to the cheek. Taking his hand, I say, “Paul can I talk to you in private, please?”

Looking at Sam, she nods at him to go.

“Listen, Sam invited me to come down Sunday to meet you guys in the Algarve for holidays. Are you all right with that? Because no matter what, I love you and I want you happy. So, I don’t want to cause you any problems.”

“I appreciate that, Aimee. I love you, also. I want you to come…no change that…we both want you to come. I know Sam is attracted to you and that your you are attracted to her. We talked about it and we both know what we’re getting into. Trust me. She’s not threatened, or jealous about how I feel about you. So come, please? We want you there.”

“I’d like that, Paul. You’re a good man and she’s a great woman; I think we’re going to have some fun.”

We walk back to Sam. She smiles at us both and asks, “All cleared up? Do you believe me now, when I told you he’s okay with you joining us?”

Nodding my head, I smile and step towards her. “I’m going to get going and let you guys get a good night’s sleep for your trip, and I’ll see you both on Sunday.” Leaning in, I place a chaste kiss on her lips. Paul’s mouth is curled up in a smile. Stepping towards him, I place a chaste kiss on his lips, as well, and leave.

Paul

It’s Saturday morning. Me and Sam have just spent the last hour fucking in bed and in the shower. We packed the night before. After packing last night, Sam pulled me into a hug and put her head on my chest. She told me she needed to tell me something. So, after taking a breath she looked at me, “Paul, remember when we talked and we said there would never be any secrets between us? Well, this morning Aimee came to pick me up, and I kissed her. I couldn’t help it. One minute we were talking about her coming on holidays, the next thing I knew, I was kissing her. Her lips just looked too good to pass up. Are you mad at me?”

“Sam! The fact you told me instead of trying to hide it, tells me all I need to know. We both talked about this last night and we know the chances of something happening between us is high. So, no, I’m not mad. I’m just disappointed I didn’t get to watch.”

She playfully slaps me on the shoulder, before dragging me to the bedroom where I fuck Sam like a wild man. Seeing Aimee kiss Sam on the lips chastely earlier in the day, almost made me cum in my pants and Sam was left extremely horny after spending the day with Aimee. The two hottest women I know, shared an intimate moment and I’m not jealous or bothered. I love seeing Sam happy and I also love seeing Aimee happy. I love both these women. But Sam’s the focus in my life and I’ll follow her lead.

With everything in the car, we leave. Sam’s fascinated when we get on the Vasco de Gamma Bridge which is the European Union’s longest bridge at almost thirteen kilometers long.

Traveling south along the super highways, she takes everything in. She’s fascinated by the road tolls. I have a green pass on my windshield that beeps each time I pass a toll in the dedicated lane. I explain it automatically gets billed to my credit card. It saves having to carry change to stop and pay. There are some detours I take through smaller towns because they’re quite scenic along the coastline.

Three hours later, I’m driving into Albufeira, Algarve. Sam’s smiling. She can see the ocean. Twenty minutes later, I pull into a garage.

“Where we going, Paul?”

“I got us a condo down here in Old Town Albufeira. The beach is a hundred feet away and has a nice view of the water and beach area. There’s lots of small coffee shops and shopping.”

Grabbing the luggage, we walk up to the third floor. When I get to the door, I open it and let her in first. I follow her in and close the door. Sam’s just standing there looking stunned and confused.

“Paul, why is there a huge picture of me on the wall?”

“Surprise! This is my home down here, Sam. I bought this condo the first year I played pro and signed a contract getting paid. Those pictures of a young you were the only ones I had of you on my phone. That large black and white one is when you turned twenty-one. I haven’t seen you in the last six years, and didn’t have any recent pictures. Mom and Dad’s also. This is my place and although it hurt like hell to not be able to have you, I always wanted you around me. So, I put pictures of Mom, Dad, and you to remind me.”

She’s crying when she turns around to hug me.

“I thought you forgot about me. That day you left me at the airport, I didn’t think I’d see you again. I thought I had lost and pushed you away.”

Lifting her chin, I tell her enough of that. “We’re together now. That’s all that matters. So this place is yours also.” I show her around. It’s a spacious three-bedroom condo, two baths, and a large balcony facing the water. It has built-in laundry area with a good-sized kitchen and breakfast nook.

“This is your house now also, Sam. So you decorate it, as you see fit. Except the picture of you! That stays. It’s what kept me going some days. Seeing your beautiful, smiling face makes me happy.”

I give her the spare key to come and go as she wants.

She’s emotional. “Oh God, Paul, you had a life already set up here. If you hadn’t come back for dad’s accident, I wouldn’t have seen you again, would I?”

“I’m not sure, Sam! Eventually, I would have come home, when I thought I could handle seeing you with someone else without feeling the pain of not having you. When you rejected me, I was hurt and I ran. I needed to forget about being with you.”

She’s crying as she hugs me. “No more running, Paul. I’m yours now. Why did you buy a three bedroom?”

“Well, I used to come here with friends on vacation. Plus, I always thought if one day I was able to move on from you. It would be handy to have extra rooms for family.”

“Did you ever come here with Aimee? Does she know about this place.”

“No! I never told her about buying it. I wanted it to be my own sanctuary away from everything.”

“Well I don’t care who’s been here before. I’m the last girl to use your bed…well except maybe Aimee. So let’s go break in our bed.”

Picking her up, I carry her like a bride to the bedroom and I set her down, to embrace and fervently kiss her with all my desire. She’s wearing a nice, flowered summer dress, and I reach behind to lower the zipper and slide the dress over her shoulder. She shimmies her hips, allowing the dress to pool at her feet.

Standing there in a white, lacy bra and matching panty set, my eyes feast on my goddess. Continuing to kiss along her jaw and neck I reach a hand in behind and unclasp her bra. I slide the straps down her shoulder exposing her exquisite breasts.

I drop to my knees latching my lips on her nipple. Alternating back and forth, she holds my head to her boobs as I lick and suckle.

Grabbing her panties, I lower them past her hips to her ankles. She steps out of them, and I bring them to my nose to inhale her sweet aroma. Throwing them over my shoulder, I stand up and she removes my shirt pulling it over my head. Lowering my shorts and briefs, lets my cock pop loose, and it slaps against my stomach from being so hard.

Finally, both of us are naked. I pick her up as she wraps herself around me. Crawling up on the bed, I drag us both up to the center of the mattress. Resting her head on a pillow, I break loose of her grasp, sliding down to kiss her nipples and then lightly bite them.

Working my way down, I kiss her mound. She wiggles her hips so I extend my tongue and begin lapping her wet slit. Taking her ankles, I wantonly spread her legs showcasing her soaked pussy. I bend down starting at her asshole, swiping up with my flattened tongue. At the clit, I swirl the tip of my muscle then switch to sucking her engorged clit. Her labia are swollen and red; I suck them, then probe her honey pot and tongue fuck her, while my thumb lightly rubs her clit.

Convulsing and squeezing, Sam orgasms. Once she comes down from her high, I reposition myself, sliding my cock head through the soaked valley between her legs, and I bury my cock in her pussy. I start swaying my hips back and forth plunging my dick in and out; sawing like a man on a mission.

“Fuck…fuck, Paul, pound my pussy. I want to feel you cum in me. Give me all your cum, babe! Someday you’re going to fuck a baby into this womb, Paul.”

When she says ‘baby’, I send a volley of cum bathing her insides. “Holy shit, Sam! That’s intense, beautiful.” Collapsing to the bed at her side, I catch my breath and ask, “How do you like our new home for now?”

“I’d be happy living in a shoe box with you, Paul. But this is quite nice though. Has room for growth and visitors.”

“Okay, let’s take a short nap, then we can hit the beach for a bit while the sun is out.”

“Hold on a second. I forgot to text Aimee the address to this place so she can come meet us here.” After getting the address, Sam texts Aimee.

Sam- “Hi, Aimee. Here’s the address and directions to the place we’re staying. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow. Drive safe.”

Pulling up the address on Google Maps, Sam drops a pin and sends it to Aimee’s phone. Within minutes, she gets a reply.

Aimee- “Got it. I’ll see you guys tomorrow. Can’t wait to hear about your surprise. Look after Paul for me.”

Showing me Aimee’s message, I laugh at her request for Sam to look after me. If she only knew how she already had.

Sam curls into me, kissing me softly on the lips, before we drift off together.

It’s two in the afternoon when we wake up. Getting quickly showered, I put on board shorts, and a tank top. Sam comes out of the bedroom wearing a white bikini top with a beach wrap around her waist.

Getting the beach mats, and a cooler with drinks and snacks we leave.

It’s a short walk to the beach. Once there, I lay the mats out and set the cooler under a beach umbrella. When I turn around and see what Sam has on, I nearly choke.

She has her white top which I’ve seen. It’s basically, two small triangles covering her nipples, but her bikini bottoms are spectacular. It’s white with a small triangle covering her mound, but for the rest of it, it’s basically dental floss in the crack of her butt, tied to the strings around her hips.

“I take it by the way you’re looking at me, you like? I bought it just for you. I remember you liked the one I use to tan with in the backyard.”

“Sam, if the boner in my shorts doesn’t tell you how hot I think you look, then I’m taking you back home and fucking you senseless.”

Raising her eyebrow at me and smiling she says. “Settle down, tiger. You’re going to have this body so much over the next month, you’ll be sick of it. By the time this month is over, you won’t be able to fuck anymore. I’m also going to take advantage of that sexy body of yours; you’re going to need a holiday from this vacation.”

“Is that a challenge?” I ask.

“Yes, it is. By the end of my stay your balls are going to be so drained you’re going to beg for no more. If I don’t get the job done, I’ve got reinforcements coming.” Laughing, she lays down on one of the mats I had set up.

We spend the rest of the afternoon on the beach. The sun’s out, and it’s hot, so occasionally we go and jump in the water. At five-thirty we pack up, and head home. With no groceries bought yet, we go out to eat. We enjoy the meal and Sam enjoys the atmosphere. After dinner, we walk around the Old Town. She checks out all the little shops, while I just walk with her enjoying the smile and joy In on her face.

The nightlife down here’s unbelievable. I explain to Sam that it’s a popular place for foreigners to vacation, and retire; English is the common language used here. It’s two in the morning, the cafes and bars are still going strong, and the street performers are still out.

We stop a few times over the course of our walk, for an espresso, or glass of beer called an Imperial.

By the time we get home, we’re exhausted. That night in bed, we make slow, tender love, with Sam falling asleep afterwards, draped over me. The smell of, her hair, her scent, her pheromones permeates my senses.

When morning comes, I wake up to the sensation of Sam laying a trail of soft kisses down my chest and belly. The next thing I know, those kisses are landing on the head of my dick. Extending her tongue, she uses it to trace along every bump and ridge until she feels the skin of my balls. Taking them in her hand, she returns her lips to the tip of my cock. She swirls her tongue over the crown, drawing a throaty groan from me.

“Jesus, Sam, your mouth feels so good. Don’t stop…keep going, beautiful.”

Raising her head, a fraction, she’s able to put my tip between her lips. I thrust my hips upwards, trying to drive my cock deeper into her mouth.

She coughs with the shock of the intrusion, but grips my thighs showing me she’s okay. I let her set the pace, but tug at her thigh; I want her pussy on my face. Spinning around, she lowers her cunt on my waiting lips. Tasting her sweet, fruity flavor is something I’ll never tire of.

Groaning, Sam responds, “Fuck…OH my God, Paul. Your tongue is mine forever. Keep going, babe, it feels wonderful.”

As she bobs her head up and down on my cock, I lick feverishly along her wet folds, sometimes dipping my tongue deep inside her hole. Shifting her hips so that my tongue can make contact with her clit, I lick back and forth across her sensitive bean. She is groaning in pleasure, as she feels her orgasm building to a crest; then her juices flow onto my tongue, as her orgasm peaks,

“Ahhh…Paul! I’m cumming! Keep licking…please make me cum all over your face. That’s it…more…lick more.”

She stops sucking my cock, but continues bobbing and mashing her convulsing cunt onto my mouth. A consistent flow of sweet honey flows across my tongue. Coming back to her senses, she pulls her lips off my cock and spins around, to straddle my hips. With a purposeful touch, she grabs my dick and guides it between her sodden pussy lips.

Slowly sinking down, she lets gravity pull my swollen prick deep into her body. Stopping she rests her ass on my thighs. Fully impaled with my cock deep in her warm tunnel, she leans forward to put her stubby nipple in my mouth. Gladly accepting my suckling, she slowly glides her pussy back and forth on my cock.

“Sam, I’m not going to last much longer with you on top, beautiful. Your pussy feels incredible.”

As I suck on her plump nipple, Sam grinds her mound into me.

“Paul, baby, I’m going to cum again. Ohhh, fuck…oh yes. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Do it. Make me cum for you. Ohhh shit, please, Paul, pleeeaase!”

I don’t need any further encouragement. I’ve done everything I can to stave off my own climax and can’t hold off anymore. I pull Sam down flat against my body, as I desperately need to kiss her at this moment. Sam collapses on top of me, the tender kiss we share between us is exquisite, after intensely fucking. The first touch of her lips, sets me off like a tsunami and I relax, loving the pause before my balls eject my cum.

“Ohhh. Damn, Sam, I’m cumming, beautiful…fuck me, you feel so tight squeezing my dick.”

I spray my cum deep in her cunt. I feel her screw her hips down as she tries to get me as far inside her as she can.

Sam’s hit by a second, larger orgasm, as my prick lurches inside her. I’m pumping into her, trying to get her to the finish line of her orgasm.

“Uhhh, Paul, stop. No more, please.”

As she says this, I feel her squirt her warm cum all over my shaft. Dropping down to rest on my chest, she tries to relax, and recover from her physical excursions. I wrap my arms around her back, and soothe her, as she rides out the last of her climax.

We lay around in bed for the next half hour, basking in our closeness; when Sam’s phone chimes indicating a message. Reaching over and grabbing her phone, she sees it’s a message from Aimee, saying she’s about an hour away. We get up to shower, and make ourselves presentable. In the shower, I wash Sam’s hair remembering how much she enjoys it.

“Paul, I’ll never get tired of having you wash my hair. I love feeling your strong hands comb through my hair.” Spinning in my arms she gets up on her tippy toes, wrapping her arms around my neck, and pulls me down for a fervent kiss. Softly biting my bottom lip, I reach down and cheerfully slap her ass.

“Behave, Sam, or we’ll never get out of the shower. Aimee will be here soon. Let’s finish up before I forget the time, and bend you over right here, and practice planting a baby in you.”

Getting out, I wrap myself in a towel and then stretch one open for her to step into. Sam turns around, and I wrap it around her from behind as she leans into me, turns her head, and we softly kiss each other’s lips. Sitting around the table having coffee there’s a knock at the door. Sam rushes over to open it, to Aimee standing there. Fuck she’s a knockout. Between her and Sam, I don’t know where to look. Apparently, my cock likes what it sees also.

Sam invites Aimee in, and I take notice of how gorgeous she looks. Dressed in a white-knit mini-dress that comes to mid-thigh, it exposes her smooth, sculpted legs. Her hair is up in a loose bun with strands of dark hair hanging at the back of her neck. Looking over at me with her piercing-brown eyes, we smile at each other. Wearing strapped sandals, I can see her cute, painted-baby-blue, pedicured toes. She turns both mine and Sam’s heads.

“Come in, Aimee! How was your drive?” I ask, as she greets Sam by hugging her new bestie, and placing a chaste kiss on her lips. Stepping towards me, I hold my arms open and welcome her with a warm hug. Pulling her head away, she looks up at me, and softly kisses me on the lips.

“Thanks for having me, Paul. I know Sam invited me, but it must be awkward for you also being around two girls you love.”

Walking over to Aimee, Sam grabs her hand to lead her away. “Pffftt…please, Aimee! You think he’s going to complain about having two hot girls around him? Especially two he loves? Yeah, right! Let’s go, I’ll show you where you can put your stuff. Paul, be a gentleman and bring Aimee’s luggage, please. If you’re lucky you might get a tip.” Both girls giggle as they walk away.

Aimee

It was just before lunch, when I arrive at the condo we’re staying at. It’s beautiful, and close to water. As I stand at the balcony, I can hear the ocean and people on the beach, so it can’t be far. After putting my things away, Sam walks over and breaks me from my reverie.

“Are you hungry, Aimee? We thought about grabbing a light lunch, then maybe head to the beach for a bit afterwards.”

“Yeah! That sounds like a good start to the holidays. Food and beach. You guys ready to head out? Because I just need to get changed first.”

Walking away from Sam, she slaps me in the butt as I walk past her leaving her giggling at my face in shock. When I come out of the room, Paul is standing there in white beach shorts, with a grey billabong tank top. Sam was wrapped in a flower-patterned beach kimono. When I approach them, both sets of eyes are glued on me. I have a navy-blue beach sarong-wrap covering just above my breast to mid-thigh.

After talking, we decide on fish and chips to tide us over ’til supper. So, Paul leads us to this diner called Lara’s Plaice. It’s a owned by some British folks, so English is spoken fluently. Getting our order, we sit outside on the patio and take in the sunshine. With the sun being so bright, I can’t stop looking at Sam’s blue eyes which are sparkling.

“What’s the matter? Do I have something on my face?” Sam asks.

“No…no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare It’s just that in the sun, your eyes are really sparkling, and stand out,” I said to her, smiling.

Paul was now looking at Sam also, and smiling as well.

“I’ve told her all my life, how beautiful I think her eyes are. I hope our kids get them someday.”

When Paul talks about kids, I get a twinge in the pit of my stomach. For the longest time, I’ve dreamed, and thought of what mine and Paul’s babies would look like, if we started a family. Then reality sets in, and I become melancholic.

Calling my name, Sam looks at me. “Aimee, hey, what’s the matter you’ve got a faraway look. Everything all right?”

“Ohh…yeah, I’m good. Just thinking about something. Sorry, what were you saying?”

“You two were gaga over my eyes, but yours are just as beautiful, Aimee.”

Sam looks at me, and so does Paul. Taking my hand in his, Paul places his finger under my chin to look at him. “Sam’s not lying, Aimee! Your eyes are like the rest of you, so very beautiful. They remind me of warm honey! But you know what I love best about them? I love how I can see your emotions in them.”

My eyes mist up. I’ve never had someone notice the small things, and be so sweet. I believe Paul. As long as I’ve known him, he’s never said something he doesn’t mean, whether good or bad. It’s one of the qualities I love about him.

Finished eating, we start walking towards the beach. With Sam, and Paul, both flanking me, they take my hands in theirs, as we walk together. At the beach, Paul, sets out the sand mats he brought in the bag. He removes his tank top, and both me and Sam stop to take in his physique. He’s cut from his training, and golden brown from the sun. Once us girls are done ogling Paul, we resume undressing ourselves. Sam removes her kimono leaving her in a bright white bikini which looks spectacular on her body. She turns away, and bends down to put her folded kimono on our purses. When I see her ass, basically covered in just a string running through the crack of her ass, I bite my lip. I look over at Paul, and he’s just staring. I envy Sam for having this kind of attention.

“All right you two, enough staring I’m not that special. Aimee, you going to sit in the sand in your wrap? Let’s go. Don’t be shy, we’re all friends here.”

I smiled when she says it, so I remove my wrap. When I do, both Sam and Paul stare, ogling me. In a baby-blue string bikini, they stand with mouths open.

Sam’s the first to speak. “Jesus Christ, Aimee! You look incredible in that. Your body…you look sexy! There’s no way Paul doesn’t miss being with you, and I can understand.”

Paul just stands there enjoying Sam’s reaction to the first time I’ve shown this much skin around her. Truth be told, I’m blushing and flattered at her words, especially coming from such a gorgeous girl. I have to lay down, as the gusset of my bikini is getting wet from the way they both look at me.

“Aimee, you’re still as beautiful, if not more, than the last time we were together.”

I’m turned on by his words, and I’m not sure I can resist either of them during the holidays.

Sam

During lunch, when both Paul and Aimee talk about my eyes, I’m flattered. After Paul talks about kids, I notice Aimee’s demeanor change. I’ve got a gut feeling she thought of that same future with Paul, before I came along. Trying to break the serious mood, I tell Aimee she also has beautiful eyes. Paul says some sweet words to her, and I know he means them. There’s no hint of jealousy from me, as I’m both attracted, and in love with Paul, but I’m in lust with Aimee. She’s the hottest girl I’ve been around since discovering I’m bisexual, and love being with girls. Knowing that Paul has been with her, just arouses me more, as I want to be between the two of them.

At the beach when she undresses, I’m mesmerized by her beauty. Paul’s like an owl, his head constantly looking back and forth between me and Aimee. I actually feel sorry for him. He’s sporting a huge boner.

“You two are giving me a sore neck from looking back and forth.” Both me Aimee laugh at his comment.

I want to tease Paul, so leaning over to Aimee, I whisper to her. “Paul’s got a pretty stiff boner going. I think you should check it out, make sure he’s okay.” Looking at me with a shocked expression, I simply nod my head at her, encouraging her to do it. Slowly reaching over, Aimee places her hand on Paul’s cock and rubs it.

“Sam asked me to make sure you’re all right. It looks like you have a bit of a problem.”

Groaning, Paul looks over at me expecting me to say something. I just giggle and wink at him. Aimee seems to be enjoying Paul’s discomfort, as she pulls her hand away. The Rest of the afternoon is spent laying around enjoying the sun. Paul gets up and takes a dip in the water a few times. At five o’clock, we decide to head back to get cleaned up from all the sand and sunscreen. Back at the condo we split off to shower. The condo has two baths, so me and Paul go shower in the ensuite, while Aimee goes to the main bathroom to shower. In the shower, Paul washes me, and caresses my skin as we passionately make out.

“Aimee looked pretty hot in that bikini, didn’t she, Paul? You sure you want to give that up? Even I couldn’t stop looking at her.”

“Sam! I’m in love with you, and I’m not picking anyone over you, no matter how good they look.”

Hearing those sweet words leave his lips, I fall even more in love, if it’s possible. So, I place a fervent kiss, and our lips touch, and our tongues dance together. After we get out of the shower, I go check on Aimee to make sure she has everything she needs. The bathroom door is closed, but I hear soft moans. If she’s anything like me, she’s in there masturbating to thoughts of Paul.

Everyone dressed and ready, we go to a pub so we can enjoy an evening of music and food. Once seated, Paul is sitting opposite me and Aimee. Ordering drinks, we enjoy casual conversation about all the things I should see while I’m here. Paul and Aimee are just talking about all these plans for me. Looking at the two of them, I realize what a good-looking couple they are. They’re both gorgeous, and good friends.

We enjoy a few cocktails over the course of the night, and after a couple hours, all three of us are happy, but not drunk. Getting up, Paul, pays the tab. Outside, we go for a walk to clear our heads, and enjoy the warm summer air. This time, Paul is in the middle with Aimee and me on opposite sides of him. I grab Paul’s hand, and squeeze it. Looking at him, I indicate for him to take Aimee’s hand. He reaches out, and grabs her hand bringing a smile to her face. An hour later, it’s getting late so we decide to head home.

Back at home, we get ready to call it a night, still slightly tipsy from the evening out. Saying goodnight, Aimee walks up to me and pulls me in for a deep sensual kiss.

“Thank you for having me here with you guys. I had fun today. Paul picked a good woman,” Aimee says, as she looks over at Paul.

Then, releasing me, I run my finger over my lip where she had just kissed me. I loved the feel of her lips on mine. She steps over to Paul next. He doesn’t wait for her to initiate. Taking her in his arms, he places a passionate kiss on her lips. Watching the display of affection in front of me, I get wet and excited–I want to be part of it.

Releasing her, Paul says, “We’re both happy you’re here, Aimee. I’ve enjoyed spending time, and being around you again.

“Ughh…thank you, Paul. I should get to bed. I’ll see you both in the morning.” Aimee, says then turns to leave.

Once she leaves, I hold Paul, then quietly tell him how hot he looked kissing her, and how good she felt kissing me. Being around Aimee all day, I’m horny and need Paul to take care of me so I tell him, “Paul! I need you to take me to bed right now.”

I lead Paul to the bedroom, quickly kicking the door closed behind me. At the bed, I strip Paul of all his clothes, and push him down on it. I get out of all my clothes, also. I was burning up. My body is craving physical contact of some sort. After being around both Paul and Aimee all day, my sexual appetite is at a peak. They each stirred a different part of me. So, I crawl up the bed and straddle Paul’s face.

“I need you to eat me, Paul! Between you and Aimee, my pussy’s on fire. You’re going to lick my pussy first, so I can imagine it’s her doing it. Then you’re going to fuck me hard with your cock.” Placing my inflamed pussy over his mouth, I lower myself down and start grinding myself on his face. When his tongue makes contact with my cunt, he buries his tongue up inside my hole, wriggling it around to capture my juices.

Paul

When we get home, we’re all happy and in a good mood from the night out, plus a few drinks. When Aimee says goodnight, she kisses Sam passionately, and it’s one of the hottest sights I’ve ever seen. After Sam, she walks towards me. Sam said do whatever my heart tells me to do. Well, I’ve missed Aimee’s lips and need to feel them again.

So, when Aimee gets near me, I don’t wait for her to initiate. I pull her into an embrace for a deep and passionate kiss. Our tongues search each other’s out, and she lets out a soft moan. After our kiss, she excuses herself, saying she’s going to bed. After she’s gone, Sam tells me how hot I looked kissing her, and how good Aimee’s lips felt on hers. Excited, Sam pulls me to the room saying she needs to get fucked.

Sitting on my face, Sam wriggles herself trying to get off, and working her cunt on my tongue. She reaches down, grabbing my head to direct it to where she wants my mouth positioned, as she lifts and moves her body. Licking and probing her pussy, Sam becomes more vocal with moaning, and squeals of pleasure.

“Fuck! Your tongue…so good…Ahh so good, keep going. You’re doing great! Jesus, lick my cunt…come on lick it, Aimeee!”

With a loud grunt, Sam clenches her legs, pinning my head between her knees. Out of the corner of my eye, I see movement by the door. Once Sam has come down from her high, she scoots herself down onto my waist, straddling me, while holding her sensitive pussy just above my cock. Pulling her down, I kiss her fervently, rolling my tongue in her mouth trying to taste her.

I lean in to her ear and whisper,”I think we have a visitor at the door.”

Looking down at me, Sam smiles. “I probably should have been a little quieter, huh?” Giggling, Sam asks, “You think she heard me moan her name? Do you want to invite her in? Might be fun to break the ice, and just get the awkwardness out of the way.”

I nod my head in agreement. Getting up, Sam walks to the door, but Aimee is gone already.

“I’ll be right back, Paul. Don’t go anywhere. I’m going to go get our visitor.”

Moments later, Sam walks in holding Aimee’s hand, and leads her to our bed. While Sam has on a short robe, Aimee is dressed in an oversized, blue t-shirt that comes to just the bottom of her ass cheeks. Aimee looks down at me, splayed nude on the bed. Biting her lip, she looks to Sam, almost as if she’s seeking permission to look at me.

“Paul, I told Aimee you missed her. She doesn’t believe me. So, I think we should show her. Is that all right?”

“Yes, we should. Why don’t you start convincing her, while I wait here.”

Turning to face Aimee, Sam wraps her up in her arms and begins to fervently make out with her. Both girls’ hands begin to roam each other’s body, as Sam runs her hand up under Aimee’s shirt, pinching her nipple. This elicits a whimper from Aimee. Reaching out, Aimee undoes the belt on Sam’s robe allowing it to fall open, and expose Sam in her naked glory. Going back for more, Aimee devours Sam’s lips again. Not wanting to wait any longer, Sam pulls on the hem of her shirt, and strips Aimee to her flesh.

“Holy fuck Aimee! You’re absolutely sexy…Look at her, Paul, she’s perfect everywhere.”

“Yeah, she is. Come here, both of you. Aimee, I need to taste you again…come here, baby. Sam, I think you should go for a ride on my hard cock, beautiful.”

I’m lying on my back with one brunette goddess riding my cock, while the other equally sexy, and beautiful woman, sits on my face. Both women start kissing each other, moaning, and groaning as they wriggle on top of me. With my feet firmly planted on the mattress, I drive myself up into Sam.

My penis is smeared with white, creamy cum from Sam’s pussy. My hard cock is an angry-red color from slamming into Sam’s beautiful, tight pussy. I was about to cum inside Sam, as Aimee watched me strain to lift her up, just as she struggled to force herself down on me. Muffled groans escape my mouth, filled with Aimee’s cunt.

“He’s cumming, Aimee, right up inside me,” my beautiful sister squeals, throwing her head back. She rotates her hips, using my dick to touch her steaming insides. I now understand why it’s called screwing.

“Get every drop, Sam,” Aimee says.

“Come on Sam, get up, and give it to me. I want to eat every fucking ounce,” Aimee cries.

“Oh, Aimee, you’re such a kinky bitch. I love you,” she cries.

Sam stands up, allowing my used cock to slip out from deep inside her. She shuffles forward, planting her pussy lips on Aimee’s waiting mouth. Aimee’s tongue flails all over Sam’s exposed pussy lips. And then it disappears inside her, searching deep for my precious load, mixed with Sam’s sweet nectar. Sam looks over at my spent cock, twitching on my thigh. The three of us, lovers now, immersed in the obscene spectacle.

Now that we’ve all come down from the sexual high of the experience, both girls lay down on either side of me.

It’s Sam who speaks first, looking over at Aimee, who has her head laying on my chest, and using her fingers to draw little circles through my chest hair.

“Well, that was fun. Are you all right, Aimee?”

Aimee turns to look up at me, then back over to Sam, smiling, she says, “I’m more than all right. I’m perfect. I haven’t been with anyone since I was with Paul, and I needed that.”

Looking down at Aimee, I pull her in tight. Using the arm I’ve wrapped around her, I give her a reassuring squeeze, then a kiss to the forehead.

Aimee

After going to bed, I hear Paul and Sam in their room getting playful. Feeling worked up from the day spent with them together, I get out of bed. Their door was open just a sliver, and with the dim lights, I could just make them out. Sam’s sitting on Paul’s face getting her pussy licked. She’s moaning and uttering in a low voice. When she reaches orgasm, Sam utters my name while in the throes of passion. Reaching into my panties, I begin rubbing my clit. Fuck, she is screaming my name instead of Paul’s. She wants me, as badly as I want her.

When Sam comes down from her climax, I notice Paul glance towards the door. Thinking I might get caught, I hurry back to my room. It’s minutes later, when Sam enters my room, wearing in a short, silk kimono robe. She looks incredibly sexy.

Sitting on the side of the bed looking down at me, she says, “We saw you at the door, Aimee. Did you enjoy the show?”

“I’m sorry, Sam! I heard the noises, and I was so worked up from being around you both today.”

Her hypnotizing blue eyes looked down at me, accompanied by a soft smile on her lips. Reaching up, I pull Sam down to kiss me. After a series of intense, and fervent kisses, Sam stands from the bed, and extends her hand in an invitation.

“Let’s go, Aimee. Paul misses being with you. Why don’t we both go look after him, and we can continue to get to know each other.”

“Are you sure, Sam? I don’t want to cause any problems.”

“You won’t, sweetie. Let’s go, he’s waiting for us.”

Minutes later, I’m in their bedroom, kissing Sam. Releasing her robe, and seeing her naked for the first time, her hands roam and explore my body. As we fervently make out, Paul calls us to come join him.

“Aimee, I think you should sit on Paul’s face, and let him eat your pussy. I know he misses it. I’m going to ride his cock since he already ate me to an orgasm, as you heard,” she says, as she giggles, and kisses me, before impaling herself on Paul’s hard pole.

Sitting on his face, Paul’s tongue immediately begins to lick, and probe my pussy, bringing me to ecstasy. Fuck, how I’ve missed his attention on me. Sam looks so hot bouncing on his cock.

Looking over at Sam, I have a deep urge to kiss her, seeing her in the throes of pleasure. Leaning in, I grasp her head and pull her in towards me, as we begin to enthusiastically kiss each other. We stay like this for moments, until Paul’s ready to pop. Urging Sam on, I tell her to get every drop of Paul’s cum. I want it. It’s been so long since I’ve tasted Paul, and Sam’s pussy looks so delicious. So why not kill two birds with one stone? Sam’s pussy, minutes later, is perched over my mouth, where I lick and suck, getting all of Paul’s juices. At times, Sam tenses her core muscles to help push Paul’s cream out onto my waiting tongue.

“Jesus! I missed you, Paul…and you, Sam! you’re just as incredibly sexy as him. We’re going to have to do this again.”

“I missed you also, Aimee, but no more tonight. You girls have worn me out! Feel like sleeping here with me, and Sam?” Paul asks, as he looks over to Sam, seeking her input.

“Come on, Aimee…sleep here with us. You can sleep on one side of Paul; I’ll sleep on the other. I’m sure Paul will sleep well having his beef between two tacos.” Me and Sam both giggle, as we watch Paul roll his eyes at us.

Paul

The next morning, I get up early. Wanting to let both girls sleep, I pull myself from between them, and crawl off the bed. Stirring, both girls slide over towards each other seeking the body heat, now missed with my absence. Looking down at both, I wonder how I keep finding myself in these incredible situations, surrounded by beautiful women. I put on some shorts, and quietly leave to go drain my bladder, then make breakfast for the girls. At nine o’clock, I decide they’ve slept in enough, and go wake them, so we can eat together.

When I get to the bedroom door and swing it open, I stop dead in my tracks, as Sam looks up from between Aimee’s thighs! They’re doing sixty-nine, with Sam on top. She then drops back down, eliciting another moan from Aimee.

Aimee’s head drops away from Sam’s pussy, and she says softly, “Come on, Paul. Join us. Please?”

She stares at me for a moment, her eyes wild. Before I can answer, Aimee turns her attention back to my sister. With a low growl, she buries her face in the glistening wet, pink pussy hovering above her face. I approach, and the scene on the bed is incredibly erotic. Both girls are naked, and clearly skilled at what they’re doing to each other.

“I’m not going to interrupt, but I’d love to watch you guys. You’re beautiful. Both of you together. Can I?” I ask, in a soft voice.

“Sure, babe,” says Sam.

Aimee, licking her lips sensuously, says, “Come, sit beside us,” tapping the bed. “Pull out your cock, and give us some inspiration, please? We’d both like to see you jerk off, would you do that for us? Then you can fuck us…huh?” she says.

Aimee sticks out her tongue lustfully, and Sam smiles warmly, making me feel wanted. So, I do as they asked. I remove my pants, and kneel on the bed beside my two beautiful women. I realize they’re close to cumming, working hard with their fingers and tongues. I stroke my prick. It’s been hard since entering the room, and now it’s rock hard, swollen to full size. As I look at Aimee, as she pushes a slippery finger into Sam’s beautiful asshole! The beautiful, tanned skin along her back, glistens from the light sheen of sweat, as she orgasms. Her legs twitch as she moans. Whatever she’s doing to Aimee, it seems to have the same effect, as she goes off like a firework, also. A huge spray of creamy, white juice squirts from her pussy, and splashes over Sam’s face. Some of it hits the bed, and some lands on my thigh.

I reach my hand out, and run my finger in the drops of girl cum, scooping some up, and bringing it to my mouth to suck clean.

“Mmm,” I moan. “You taste good.”

Both girls’ re-position themselves, so that they can kiss each other on the lips. For me, this is even more erotic, even sexier than what they’ve done so far. I stroke my cock harder, and faster.

“It’s beautiful Aimee, isn’t it? Look at it, it’s perfect,” Sam whispers.

“It is perfect,” replied Aimee, “I’ve never wanted any other since being with him.”

Giggling, they bring their faces close to my swollen cock, my fist rapidly jerking, as I’m about to cum.

“Cum on our faces, Paul. Give us your cum,” Sam pleads.

“In our mouths, too, baby. We want to taste you,” Aimee says.

It’s game over. A quick look down at the two erotic beauties below me is enough. Mouths wide, tongues extended, it’s like all my wildest fantasies coming true. A fountain of sperm blasts out of me, and splashes across Sam’s lips into Aimee’s mouth. Repeatedly shooting, I cover my beautiful girls with cum. It feels like I ejaculate an endless amount of cum, and I groan with every pulse. Finally, my pleasure abated, my cum dribbles out. The creamy, smiling faces of Aimee and Sam meet in a sloppy kiss. Gently, lovingly, they kiss, and lick each other.

“That is about the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love you both, and you two look beautiful together.”

“We’d love to spend more time all together again, if you’re up for it?” Sam says playfully, winking at me.

“Yeah!…uhh…if both you girls are okay, and no one has hurt feelings, then yes.”

Sam

This morning, when Paul walks in on me and Aimee eating each other in a sixty-nine, I look up waiting to see Paul’s reaction. Instead of disgust, or anger, he’s turned on. His erection in his shorts says he likes what he sees. We enjoy ourselves, ending with Paul blowing his load all over mine, and Aimee’s faces. By the end of it, both me and Aimee look at each other, and are mutually turned on. Practically giving each other a cat-bath as we clean Paul’s cum off the other’s face. He’s mesmerized.

“You two look absolutely incredible together, but if you both are done driving me wild, let’s go shower so we can enjoy the day outside the bedroom.”

Since Paul’s ensuite has the bigger shower, we decide to bathe together. It takes longer between all the hands roaming, and kisses being shared back and forth. Once we’re all cleaned and toweled off, we split up to get dressed for the day. After eating the now-cold breakfast Paul made before being distracted, we all agree today would be a good day for sightseeing. Packing into Paul’s car, he takes us to the town of Sagres, known as the end of the world in Portugal for being at the tip of the country. Walking around the town, and seeing its beaches we visit the Naval fort before leaving. In the car again, we make stops at various coastal towns to see their local attraction and culture.

By six, all of us are ready to head back, and grab dinner closer to home; afraid that if we ate a large meal and fell into a food coma, we certainly wouldn’t want to be stuck in the car! At the American-style restaurant that we end up at, we order. Aimee getting chicken parmigiana, while I settle for simple tacos, and Paul gets a simple club sandwich. After the meal, we go for a walk. Both me and Aimee walk beside Paul, with our arms wrapped around his waist, leaning into him. Behind his back, Aimee and I begin touching each other’s hands; while other times, we reach into Paul’s pockets grabbing his junk, or ass cheek.

“Uhmm…nice firm ass, Paul! Isn’t it, Aimee?” I look over to Aimee with a grin, winking at her.

“Not sure about his ass, but his cock is pretty firm up front.”

“You two having a good time there? I feel like a slab of meat between you both.”

Laughing, both me and Aimee release Paul’s parts, and I suggest we go home. Walking home, I can feel the sexual tension building between us, with suggestive looks, and soft touches shared between us. Finally, at Paul’s door, while he’s busy opening the lock, I grab Aimee, and pull her in for a deep and passionate kiss, which she returns. When the door opens, we stumble in, with Paul standing in awe, as Aimee and me continue our lip lock. Breaking away from the kiss in a giddy mood, I go to Paul and wrap my arms around his neck, and fervently kiss him. Probing his mouth with my tongue, as he softly moans.

“Can you taste Aimee’s lips on mine? I want to watch you fuck Aimee tonight, Paul! I’d like to see you both orgasm together. I think it would be so hot to watch…then I’m going to suck your cum out of her cunt. Do you want to see that? Huhh?…should I share your cum with her?” As I whisper in his ear, Paul groans as and goosebumps form on his skin.

“Jesus, Sam, you’re going to make me cum saying that kind of stuff.”

Looking to Aimee, she has a curious look on her face, as she tries to figure out what’s being said, and what’s going on. Stepping back towards Aimee, I pull her into an embrace before kissing her sensually on the lips, which she returns. Looking back at Paul, I tell him we’ll meet him in the bedroom, that us girls, we need a few minutes alone. As We both watch Paul walk off, as we stare and bite our lips.

“He’s sexy, isn’t he? I know the way you look at him, because I do the same. I find you just as sexy, so I told Paul that I want to see him fuck you. I want to watch both of you orgasm. Will you do that for me?”

Looking into my eyes, she nods before whispering, “Are you sure, Sam? I love him, but I’m enjoying being with you, also. Are you going to be jealous watching him fuck me? ‘Cause I don’t want to ruin whatever this is with us.”

Shaking my head slowly, I lean in and place a soft peck on Aimee’s lips. “Let’s go have some fun, and just be yourself, okay, Aimee? I’m fine with it. Me and Paul talked about this before asking you to come. Paul knows I love exploring this side of my sexuality, and I know Paul is in love with you also. I won’t make him pick between us, when we can all enjoy ourselves together. I told him I’d do anything to be with him. If it means sharing him with you, and him sharing you with me, then we’ll figure it out after. For now, let’s go play!”

Taking Aimee by the hand, I lead her to the bedroom. Paul is sitting on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for us. When he sees us enter the room, his thousand-watt smile lights up his face, which brings a smile to mine, and Aimee’s face as well. Stopping in front of him, both of us look down at him.

“Paul, you should strip down, and get on the bed. Just wait for me and Aimee. We’ll join you shortly, but for now just enjoy the show.” Winking at him, I turn and focus my attention back on Aimee.

Aimee

I can’t believe what Sam’s asking me to do. She tells me she wants me to be with Paul intimately, and that’s she’s okay with it. She’s obviously turned on about the idea. If I’m honest, watching him fuck Sam last night as he ate my pussy, left me missing the feel of his hard cock sliding in my cunt. She tells Paul to strip down, and get on the bed. When he does, he looks dreamy, and his dick is already hard. Distracted by watching Paul, I’m pulled back around to face Sam. Pulling me in, she begins to sensually kiss me.