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Ancient in Greece, but not a ruin. Ch. 02
After a few hours of maintenance, and cleaning up my fishing boat. I was torn between stocking it up with some cold beers and lazing the afternoon away out in the bay. Or heading back to my place to take a nap. Then I heard a familiar voice call out to me.
"Hey, Henry. You remember Petra right?" Abigail said, pointing to her friend.
Petra was shorter and rather curvy. Both wore shorts and loose t-shirts that hung off one shoulder. Her dark hair was long and tied back into a ponytail. She smiled at me and I wondered if Abigail had told her where she'd been the previous night or what she'd done.
"I know it's cheeky, but I was wondering if you could take us out on the boat? I told Petra about you taking me to the beach the other day and she said how she'd have loved that. Her dad used to have a boat when she was younger."
I looked over and remembered that Petra had been rather shy in my classes. To be honest, I'd not really noticed her too much. She dressed in drab, dark and baggy clothing. When I looked now, I noticed her breasts were far larger than I'd suspected and she wasn't wearing anything under her t-shirt. Then I realised I was staring and scratched my nose and looked away.
"OK, fine. Give me 30 minutes to put some things together and we can go out." I replied.
When Abigail jumped with excitement, I noticed was also braless.
After buying some beer and soft drink, then making some sandwiches, I returned to the boat to see both girls sitting near the bow. The boat was a little over 5 metres, or 17 feet in old money, and had a full open deck. In the centre was a raised rectangular area that filled most of the space with hatches to store my catch and fishing gear. A narrow walkway went down either side of the storage space.
In minutes, I'd stored my stuff away, started the engine and chugged slowly out to sea. With no destination in mind, I headed out about 1/4 of a mile and then followed the coastline. Both girls sat on the forward hatch near the bow with their backs to me.
When I turned the boat east, Abigail slipped off her t-shirt. Showing her bare back to me. Petra turned to look and said something I couldn't hear over the engine noise. Abigail shrugged and twisted her head around to wink at me. The two talked, and then Petra looked back at me.
I feigned indifference as she gauged my reaction to Abigail, who took the chance to grab her friend's shirt and tug it up. They struggled briefly before Petra relented and pulled her shirt off herself. She was thicker around the middle and sat rather stiffly, trying to avoid anything that might make me see her boobs.
Abigail pulled out the sun cream from her bag and slathered it onto her chest and arms. Then handed the bottle to her friend. She stood up and turned to face me as she made a show of rubbing the lotion across her skin. Petra glanced around at me and I just looked aside before she caught me staring at her friend tormenting me.
When I looked back, I saw Petra was applying the lotion to her skin, but being very careful to face away from me. Then Abigail unbuttoned her shorts and let them drop to the deck. Leaving her naked.
"Abby, what are you doing?" Petra called out loud enough to let me hear over the engine.
"What? You suggested it." Abigail replied, then to me she added. "Petra wanted to find a place where we could sunbathe nude. And now she's chickening out." She took the bottle of lotion and rubbed some on her legs.
Petra twisted around to look at me, her face red with embarrassment. And not noticing she'd turned enough that I could see her entire side boob topped with a huge areola.
"Don't you think she should get naked?" Abigail asked.
"I'm staying out of this. I have no problem either way, and I will not let you bully her into doing it if she's uncomfortable."
"Come on Petra. Live a little." Abigail leant in and said something to Petra in a lower voice.
Petra looked back at me again, then at the deck, before standing and unbuttoning her shorts. Unlike Abigail, hers were tight, and she struggled to push them down. Giving me a slow reveal, as her naked bum came into view. It was astonishingly white compared to her lightly tanned back.
As she bent to pick them up, I got a sneaky glimpse of her plump pussy nestling between almanbahis (https://almanbahisegir.com/) her thighs. Abigail picked up her towel and spread it out along the right side's walkway, then casually lay on her stomach, facing the bow. Petra tossed her towel down, then with one hand covering her pussy and her other arm trying to cover her tits, she spread it out with her foot.
Then she paused, as she realised if she duplicated Abigail's position, it would leave me in the perfect position to look at her pussy as she lay there. So she turned to face me and tried to get on her knees. But with the boat rocking, she needed to steady herself. The hand covering her pussy shot out to grab the gunwale as she knelt, then she had to release her tits and she reached out to lie down.
Her tits briefly hung down and swung about. Her areola were large and her nipples were hard. But I only saw them for an instant before she lay down. Putting her arms out in front of her and resting her cheek on her crossed forearms.
If I was that sort of guy, I could have free drinks from my friends if I told them this tale. More so if I'd brought my phone to take a sneaky photo. I let out a sigh and put my eyes on the horizon. A few minutes later, I looked over and saw Petra was peering at me to see if I was ogling. I gave her a relaxed smile and looked away.
When my home town was finally out of sight, Abigail called out and asked if I'd mind putting some sunscreen on her legs and back. I made an exaggerated exclamation of accepting an unpleasant task, then pulled the lever on the tiller to lock it in place and killed the engine. Abigail was resting on one elbow as I approached and she blew me a silent kiss before handing me the bottle.
"Make sure you squirt it all over my back." Abigail said suggestively.
"You're such a slut, Abby." Petra replied with a snigger.
Working my way up from the soles of her feet, I concentrated on what I was touching, but my eyes strayed from time to time to the pussy. I'd fuck just a few hours ago. My dick twitched at the memory and the faint hope of a repeat performance.
"You know you can get naked as well. That way, we don't feel out of place." Abigail said, as I moved above her knees.
"I doubt if Petra would appreciate that. She is stuck naked on a boat with a virtual stranger, who is also naked." I removed my shirt to at least show willingness, then resumed applying the lotion.
When I got to her upper thighs. A hand span below her pussy. I moved up quickly to do her back, but made a bit of a meal by applying the lotion to her buttocks. As my thumbs worked her gluteal sulcus, or the junction of the buttock and thigh. Abigail pushed back against me and moaned as my thumbs touched the sides of her pussy.
"God, Abby. Really?" Petra complained.
"You're only jealous. Anyway, Henry will do you next, if you want." Abigail said. Petra did not reply. "You should let him. I've seen how white your bum is. You don't want it to burn and have to lie bum up on the bed for the rest of the holiday."
"I think you should try to put some lotion on." I honestly suggested it. "I know what sunburn can be like. Too many tourists I've seen looking like lobsters." I added and stood, walking around the bow to approach Petra from her feet.
She lifted on one elbow and looked back at me as I held out the bottle to her.
"Come on, pets. Henry can apply the lotion far easier and evenly than you flopping around the boat trying to do it yourself. I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy it, anyway."
Petra looked at me, then her eyes dipped to the slight bulge in my shorts.
"OK." she said and settled back down.
This time, her forehead was resting on her arms. As if she was trying not to see me, so I'd not see her. Which obviously didn't work. I could see the bulge on the sides of her boobs as they were squashed out under her. Her thighs were fairly thick, so her pussy was just the tiniest hint below her large and curvy bum.
I had to admit I had a bit of a thing about her nice big bum. Shaking my head to dismiss the idea of any naughtiness, I knelt at her feet and repeated the application of the lotion. At first, her knees and thighs were locked tight against each other. As I shuffled forward with my knees outside her legs, they parted just a tiny amount.
By the time my hands passed above her knees, I felt her legs pressing on the inside of my knees. There was enough gap between her thighs to reveal a plump and enticing pussy ahead of me, and I had to adjust my erection. I moved my knees as wide as I could go without sitting on Petra's legs to see what she'd do.
As my hands moved within 5 inches of her crotch, her legs moved again and I felt them pressing against my thighs again. For a moment I considered moving to kneel between her legs, but that might startle her if she could no longer close her legs if she chickened out.
Instead, I shuffled up to reach her upper back and to sit almost on her buttocks. It was more massage than application of a lotion as I worked almanbahis giriş (https://almanbahisbonus.net/) down her back. Without meaning to, I'd lowered myself to press against her buttocks and I was sure that Petra could feel my erection pressed against her.
As I squirted a lot of the lotion on her buttocks, I remembered Abigail's comment implying I cum over her bum. The white cream gave a good impression of it. Petra gave a stifled sound, and I leant sideways to see she had her eyes closed. And seemed to be biting the flesh of her forearm to avoid making a sound.
I knew I should have confirmed it was ok to touch her bum. But I worried she might have said no. Until my hands roamed over her buttocks and I felt a tremor in her flesh. The smell of her arousal was battling with the scent of the sea. It was almost unavoidable as I worked the lotion into her flesh, not to part her buttocks and see her bum hole peeking out, and her labia parted enticingly.
In my mind, I saw my fingers delve into her pussy, before my mouth tasted her honey from the source. Then bending her over the stern of the boat and fucking her from behind. Petra let out a little gasp, and it tore me from my fantasies. Only to realise my thumbs were a hair's width from touching her pussy.
Pulling myself together, I quickly stood and wiped the excess lotion from my hands onto my chest. Then walked back to the tiller and released it and quickly sat. Trying to cover my obvious bulge from Abigail, who was now laying on her back and looking back at me.
She winked again, lifted her legs and spread them wide and mimed rubbing her pussy as her face pretended to show her orgasm. I shook my head and suddenly hoped that Petra would fall asleep. If she did, I'd either masturbate or persuade Abigail to give me a blow job. Something I suspected would not require much persuasion.
I think she must have had the same thought as she sat up, then looked over at Petra on the other side. Seeing her face down, Abigail tiptoed towards me. Sitting on the bench on the other side of the tiller. She leant in towards me.
"Did you enjoy that?" She whispered, and placed her hand on my bulge. "OK, you don't have to answer."
Without asking permission, she unfastened my shorts and tugged on them. Automatically, I lifted to allow her to strip me. My eyes were on Petra the whole time, projecting that she should not look over. Abigail slipped off the bench to kneel in front of me and gave me a wicked look, then lowered her mouth over the crown of my dick.
Closing my eyes to revel in the sensation. The near silence except for the silence of the sea slapping at the sides of the boat. Suddenly, I recalled a fantasy from when I was but a horny and spotty teenager. Frolicking naked outside with a willing girl prepared to let me put my dick in her mouth or vagina. Why had it taken over forty years to make it a reality?
Opening my eyes, I saw had one eye partially open and watching Abigail suck me. I was a little embarrassed, but as she didn't look away or say anything, I knew I wasn't in trouble. In a low voice, I told Abigail we had an audience.
She gave a strong suck and released my dick with a popping sound and turned to look at Petra. Who had snapped her eye shut a moment earlier.
"You're not fooling anyone pretending you're not watching. Why don't you come here and get a closer look?"
Petra opened her eyes and blushed.
"It's ok. We're not exactly trying to do this in private. Besides, I heard the sounds you were making when Henry was rubbing the lotion on you. That's what got me horny enough to do this. Come on Pets."
Petra looked uncertain, then pushed herself to her feet and covered her tits and pussy. Causing Abigail to chuckle.
"Really? You think we've not seen you naked? Call it the fee for watching me suck this wonderful cock again."
"Again?"
"Where do you think I was last night? But don't tell the others. I don't want them to think I'm a slut."
This time it's Petra who chuckles. "I think they already know. Ok here goes..."
She let her hands drop away and looked over the side of the boat. As if not wanting to see us taking in her naked body. Obviously, she was self-conscious about her weight. True, she had a modestly round belly, but she was all about the curves. Her large, pendulous breasts with their oversized nipples. Topped with gumdrop sized nipples that just begged to be sucked on. Unlike Abigail, Petra kept a narrow landing strip above her pussy while keeping her labia free from hair.
She glanced over, and Abigail gestured for her to come closer, while she slowly wanked my dick. Abigail encouraged Petra to sit on the bench squashed between me and the gunwale. Then suggested I put my arm around Petra's waist. Her flesh was warm and soft and I slipped my hand around her to rest on her stomach.
Abigail raised an eyebrow at that, then resumed her sucking. Petra leant over a little to watch more closely and pressed the side of her breast against me. Testing my courage, I moved my almanbahis yeni giriş (https://almanbahisadres.com/) hand from her stomach up to brush against the underside of her breasts. Petra turned her face and gave me a nervous smile. Which I took for permission and let my hand engulf her breast.
As her nipple pressed into my palm, she let out a satisfied sigh. Abigail looked over, and I felt her teeth for a moment as she tried to grin with my dick in her mouth. Petra shifted slightly, pressing her breast more firmly against me and to allow her to pull my face to hers to kiss me.
Her tongue invaded my mouth instantly, and I shifted my hand to let my thumb and forefinger squeeze her nipple. She lets out a moan, then she pulls back and squeaks. Abigail had grabbed Petra's knees and tugged her forward until she was perched on the edge of the bench.
"What are you doing?" Petra asked as Abigail pushed her knees apart.
"Multitasking." Abigail replied as she resumed sucking me, but pushing her hand between her friend's thighs and pressing her middle finger against the exposed pussy.
"Seriously?" Petra asked, shocked.
"Are you saying you don't want an orgasm right now?"
I watched as Abigail's finger vanished from sight with fluid ease. Petra let out a gasp, but pushed her legs wider to allow her friend easier access.
"But..." Petra tried again.
"But what? You can't say you're not wet." Abigail said, removing her hand and showing us the shining middle digit coated in Petra's juices. "So what is the actual difference if it's my finger..." She reinserted her finger and added a second one. "Or if it was his?"
To emphasise the point, she rabidly finger-fucked her friend for a few seconds.
"Or are you only interested in getting this fat cock inside you?"
Petra's eyes dropped to my dick, and she bit her lower lip in suppressed desire.
"Tell you what." Abigail continued, using her hands on both of us. "I might be generous and let you have this erection that I did all the work to create."
A slight exaggeration, as I was hard after massaging Petra's bum.
"If you let me watch him fuck you up the bum."
"Fine." Petra replied instantly.
"Damn, I was expecting you to put up some resistance to that. But Henry has to pay something as well. How about you show me if all your skills in public speaking translate into other oral skills?"
I could do that, so I stood and helped her up, then lowered her onto her back on the nearest hatch cover. As I knelt and pushed her legs apart, Petra moved to sit next to her friend.
"What are you doing?" Abigail asked.
"If you are going to see him fuck my bum, I should get to watch this."
Abigail nodded, and I leant in to kiss her mons.
Just because I never married doesn't mean I've no skills in that area. Using my mouth, lips and tongue, I worshipped her pussy until I added fingers to concentrate on her clit. Abigail was clutching Petra's hand as if for moral support. Abigail was panting and flushed as I teased her to her peak.
If we'd been alone and not had Petra waiting to be fucked, I'd have drawn this out. But I took pity and finished Abigail off, with her crying out in pleasure. I got up and leant over her to kiss her lips. She kissed me back and then licked her juices from my lips.
"It's your turn." She said to Petra.
In the ten minutes that I'd been going down on Abigail, my dick had softened. But Petra quickly took it into her mouth and in hardly any time I was hard again.
"Kneel on the edge." Abigail told Petra and patted the hatch cover next to her.
With unseemly speed, Petra knelt and presented her backside to me, her knees parted and her wet pussy swollen and ready for action. Abigail stood and grasped my dick with one hand and used the other to part Petra's petals. Allowing me to slip the head inside her. It felt so hot inside her core as I rocked my hips to sink half way inside and back.
Petra twisted her head around and saw as Abigail released her labia and brought her fingers to her mouth to taste her friend.
"Really?" Petra asked?
Abigail blushed and shrugged. "Force of habit."
"And how many friends have you fingered?"
"You know what I mean." Abigail replied and moved behind me and pressed firmly on my bum. Forcing me all the way inside her friend.
She pushed and pulled me like she was using me as a living sex toy to fuck her friend for several seconds before stepping away. Petra was obviously already well worked up as she thrust back against me, encouraging me to go harder and faster. Her head hung down as we bounced our crotches against each other.
I looked over at Abigail to see her retrieve her phone from her bag and held it up. Obviously taking photos again. She moved in closer and bent to take photos of Petra's tits. I could imagine them hanging down and swinging about with our thrusting.
"Why don't you pull her hair?" Abigail suggested, and I reached out and gripped the pony tail and applied a little pressure.
Petra arched her back up and tilted her head back. Then redoubled her, thrusting back against me. Obviously, she liked that, and Abigail took advantage by moving closer and took more photos. Including moving to my side and taking a close-up of my dick, plundering Petra's pussy.
Ancient in Greece, but not a ruin. Ch. 02
After a few hours of maintenance, and cleaning up my fishing boat. I was torn between stocking it up with some cold beers and lazing the afternoon away out in the bay. Or heading back to my place to take a nap. Then I heard a familiar voice call out to me.
"Hey, Henry. You remember Petra right?" Abigail said, pointing to her friend.
Petra was shorter and rather curvy. Both wore shorts and loose t-shirts that hung off one shoulder. Her dark hair was long and tied back into a ponytail. She smiled at me and I wondered if Abigail had told her where she'd been the previous night or what she'd done.
"I know it's cheeky, but I was wondering if you could take us out on the boat? I told Petra about you taking me to the beach the other day and she said how she'd have loved that. Her dad used to have a boat when she was younger."
I looked over and remembered that Petra had been rather shy in my classes. To be honest, I'd not really noticed her too much. She dressed in drab, dark and baggy clothing. When I looked now, I noticed her breasts were far larger than I'd suspected and she wasn't wearing anything under her t-shirt. Then I realised I was staring and scratched my nose and looked away.
"OK, fine. Give me 30 minutes to put some things together and we can go out." I replied.
When Abigail jumped with excitement, I noticed was also braless.
After buying some beer and soft drink, then making some sandwiches, I returned to the boat to see both girls sitting near the bow. The boat was a little over 5 metres, or 17 feet in old money, and had a full open deck. In the centre was a raised rectangular area that filled most of the space with hatches to store my catch and fishing gear. A narrow walkway went down either side of the storage space.
In minutes, I'd stored my stuff away, started the engine and chugged slowly out to sea. With no destination in mind, I headed out about 1/4 of a mile and then followed the coastline. Both girls sat on the forward hatch near the bow with their backs to me.
When I turned the boat east, Abigail slipped off her t-shirt. Showing her bare back to me. Petra turned to look and said something I couldn't hear over the engine noise. Abigail shrugged and twisted her head around to wink at me. The two talked, and then Petra looked back at me.
I feigned indifference as she gauged my reaction to Abigail, who took the chance to grab her friend's shirt and tug it up. They struggled briefly before Petra relented and pulled her shirt off herself. She was thicker around the middle and sat rather stiffly, trying to avoid anything that might make me see her boobs.
Abigail pulled out the sun cream from her bag and slathered it onto her chest and arms. Then handed the bottle to her friend. She stood up and turned to face me as she made a show of rubbing the lotion across her skin. Petra glanced around at me and I just looked aside before she caught me staring at her friend tormenting me.
When I looked back, I saw Petra was applying the lotion to her skin, but being very careful to face away from me. Then Abigail unbuttoned her shorts and let them drop to the deck. Leaving her naked.
"Abby, what are you doing?" Petra called out loud enough to let me hear over the engine.
"What? You suggested it." Abigail replied, then to me she added. "Petra wanted to find a place where we could sunbathe nude. And now she's chickening out." She took the bottle of lotion and rubbed some on her legs.
Petra twisted around to look at me, her face red with embarrassment. And not noticing she'd turned enough that I could see her entire side boob topped with a huge areola.
"Don't you think she should get naked?" Abigail asked.
"I'm staying out of this. I have no problem either way, and I will not let you bully her into doing it if she's uncomfortable."
"Come on Petra. Live a little." Abigail leant in and said something to Petra in a lower voice.
Petra looked back at me again, then at the deck, before standing and unbuttoning her shorts. Unlike Abigail, hers were tight, and she struggled to push them down. Giving me a slow reveal, as her naked bum came into view. It was astonishingly white compared to her lightly tanned back.
As she bent to pick them up, I got a sneaky glimpse of her plump pussy nestling between almanbahis (https://almanbahisegir.com/) her thighs. Abigail picked up her towel and spread it out along the right side's walkway, then casually lay on her stomach, facing the bow. Petra tossed her towel down, then with one hand covering her pussy and her other arm trying to cover her tits, she spread it out with her foot.
Then she paused, as she realised if she duplicated Abigail's position, it would leave me in the perfect position to look at her pussy as she lay there. So she turned to face me and tried to get on her knees. But with the boat rocking, she needed to steady herself. The hand covering her pussy shot out to grab the gunwale as she knelt, then she had to release her tits and she reached out to lie down.
Her tits briefly hung down and swung about. Her areola were large and her nipples were hard. But I only saw them for an instant before she lay down. Putting her arms out in front of her and resting her cheek on her crossed forearms.
If I was that sort of guy, I could have free drinks from my friends if I told them this tale. More so if I'd brought my phone to take a sneaky photo. I let out a sigh and put my eyes on the horizon. A few minutes later, I looked over and saw Petra was peering at me to see if I was ogling. I gave her a relaxed smile and looked away.
When my home town was finally out of sight, Abigail called out and asked if I'd mind putting some sunscreen on her legs and back. I made an exaggerated exclamation of accepting an unpleasant task, then pulled the lever on the tiller to lock it in place and killed the engine. Abigail was resting on one elbow as I approached and she blew me a silent kiss before handing me the bottle.
"Make sure you squirt it all over my back." Abigail said suggestively.
"You're such a slut, Abby." Petra replied with a snigger.
Working my way up from the soles of her feet, I concentrated on what I was touching, but my eyes strayed from time to time to the pussy. I'd fuck just a few hours ago. My dick twitched at the memory and the faint hope of a repeat performance.
"You know you can get naked as well. That way, we don't feel out of place." Abigail said, as I moved above her knees.
"I doubt if Petra would appreciate that. She is stuck naked on a boat with a virtual stranger, who is also naked." I removed my shirt to at least show willingness, then resumed applying the lotion.
When I got to her upper thighs. A hand span below her pussy. I moved up quickly to do her back, but made a bit of a meal by applying the lotion to her buttocks. As my thumbs worked her gluteal sulcus, or the junction of the buttock and thigh. Abigail pushed back against me and moaned as my thumbs touched the sides of her pussy.
"God, Abby. Really?" Petra complained.
"You're only jealous. Anyway, Henry will do you next, if you want." Abigail said. Petra did not reply. "You should let him. I've seen how white your bum is. You don't want it to burn and have to lie bum up on the bed for the rest of the holiday."
"I think you should try to put some lotion on." I honestly suggested it. "I know what sunburn can be like. Too many tourists I've seen looking like lobsters." I added and stood, walking around the bow to approach Petra from her feet.
She lifted on one elbow and looked back at me as I held out the bottle to her.
"Come on, pets. Henry can apply the lotion far easier and evenly than you flopping around the boat trying to do it yourself. I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy it, anyway."
Petra looked at me, then her eyes dipped to the slight bulge in my shorts.
"OK." she said and settled back down.
This time, her forehead was resting on her arms. As if she was trying not to see me, so I'd not see her. Which obviously didn't work. I could see the bulge on the sides of her boobs as they were squashed out under her. Her thighs were fairly thick, so her pussy was just the tiniest hint below her large and curvy bum.
I had to admit I had a bit of a thing about her nice big bum. Shaking my head to dismiss the idea of any naughtiness, I knelt at her feet and repeated the application of the lotion. At first, her knees and thighs were locked tight against each other. As I shuffled forward with my knees outside her legs, they parted just a tiny amount.
By the time my hands passed above her knees, I felt her legs pressing on the inside of my knees. There was enough gap between her thighs to reveal a plump and enticing pussy ahead of me, and I had to adjust my erection. I moved my knees as wide as I could go without sitting on Petra's legs to see what she'd do.
As my hands moved within 5 inches of her crotch, her legs moved again and I felt them pressing against my thighs again. For a moment I considered moving to kneel between her legs, but that might startle her if she could no longer close her legs if she chickened out.
Instead, I shuffled up to reach her upper back and to sit almost on her buttocks. It was more massage than application of a lotion as I worked almanbahis giriş (https://almanbahisbonus.net/) down her back. Without meaning to, I'd lowered myself to press against her buttocks and I was sure that Petra could feel my erection pressed against her.
As I squirted a lot of the lotion on her buttocks, I remembered Abigail's comment implying I cum over her bum. The white cream gave a good impression of it. Petra gave a stifled sound, and I leant sideways to see she had her eyes closed. And seemed to be biting the flesh of her forearm to avoid making a sound.
I knew I should have confirmed it was ok to touch her bum. But I worried she might have said no. Until my hands roamed over her buttocks and I felt a tremor in her flesh. The smell of her arousal was battling with the scent of the sea. It was almost unavoidable as I worked the lotion into her flesh, not to part her buttocks and see her bum hole peeking out, and her labia parted enticingly.
In my mind, I saw my fingers delve into her pussy, before my mouth tasted her honey from the source. Then bending her over the stern of the boat and fucking her from behind. Petra let out a little gasp, and it tore me from my fantasies. Only to realise my thumbs were a hair's width from touching her pussy.
Pulling myself together, I quickly stood and wiped the excess lotion from my hands onto my chest. Then walked back to the tiller and released it and quickly sat. Trying to cover my obvious bulge from Abigail, who was now laying on her back and looking back at me.
She winked again, lifted her legs and spread them wide and mimed rubbing her pussy as her face pretended to show her orgasm. I shook my head and suddenly hoped that Petra would fall asleep. If she did, I'd either masturbate or persuade Abigail to give me a blow job. Something I suspected would not require much persuasion.
I think she must have had the same thought as she sat up, then looked over at Petra on the other side. Seeing her face down, Abigail tiptoed towards me. Sitting on the bench on the other side of the tiller. She leant in towards me.
"Did you enjoy that?" She whispered, and placed her hand on my bulge. "OK, you don't have to answer."
Without asking permission, she unfastened my shorts and tugged on them. Automatically, I lifted to allow her to strip me. My eyes were on Petra the whole time, projecting that she should not look over. Abigail slipped off the bench to kneel in front of me and gave me a wicked look, then lowered her mouth over the crown of my dick.
Closing my eyes to revel in the sensation. The near silence except for the silence of the sea slapping at the sides of the boat. Suddenly, I recalled a fantasy from when I was but a horny and spotty teenager. Frolicking naked outside with a willing girl prepared to let me put my dick in her mouth or vagina. Why had it taken over forty years to make it a reality?
Opening my eyes, I saw had one eye partially open and watching Abigail suck me. I was a little embarrassed, but as she didn't look away or say anything, I knew I wasn't in trouble. In a low voice, I told Abigail we had an audience.
She gave a strong suck and released my dick with a popping sound and turned to look at Petra. Who had snapped her eye shut a moment earlier.
"You're not fooling anyone pretending you're not watching. Why don't you come here and get a closer look?"
Petra opened her eyes and blushed.
"It's ok. We're not exactly trying to do this in private. Besides, I heard the sounds you were making when Henry was rubbing the lotion on you. That's what got me horny enough to do this. Come on Pets."
Petra looked uncertain, then pushed herself to her feet and covered her tits and pussy. Causing Abigail to chuckle.
"Really? You think we've not seen you naked? Call it the fee for watching me suck this wonderful cock again."
"Again?"
"Where do you think I was last night? But don't tell the others. I don't want them to think I'm a slut."
This time it's Petra who chuckles. "I think they already know. Ok here goes..."
She let her hands drop away and looked over the side of the boat. As if not wanting to see us taking in her naked body. Obviously, she was self-conscious about her weight. True, she had a modestly round belly, but she was all about the curves. Her large, pendulous breasts with their oversized nipples. Topped with gumdrop sized nipples that just begged to be sucked on. Unlike Abigail, Petra kept a narrow landing strip above her pussy while keeping her labia free from hair.
She glanced over, and Abigail gestured for her to come closer, while she slowly wanked my dick. Abigail encouraged Petra to sit on the bench squashed between me and the gunwale. Then suggested I put my arm around Petra's waist. Her flesh was warm and soft and I slipped my hand around her to rest on her stomach.
Abigail raised an eyebrow at that, then resumed her sucking. Petra leant over a little to watch more closely and pressed the side of her breast against me. Testing my courage, I moved my almanbahis yeni giriş (https://almanbahisadres.com/) hand from her stomach up to brush against the underside of her breasts. Petra turned her face and gave me a nervous smile. Which I took for permission and let my hand engulf her breast.
As her nipple pressed into my palm, she let out a satisfied sigh. Abigail looked over, and I felt her teeth for a moment as she tried to grin with my dick in her mouth. Petra shifted slightly, pressing her breast more firmly against me and to allow her to pull my face to hers to kiss me.
Her tongue invaded my mouth instantly, and I shifted my hand to let my thumb and forefinger squeeze her nipple. She lets out a moan, then she pulls back and squeaks. Abigail had grabbed Petra's knees and tugged her forward until she was perched on the edge of the bench.
"What are you doing?" Petra asked as Abigail pushed her knees apart.
"Multitasking." Abigail replied as she resumed sucking me, but pushing her hand between her friend's thighs and pressing her middle finger against the exposed pussy.
"Seriously?" Petra asked, shocked.
"Are you saying you don't want an orgasm right now?"
I watched as Abigail's finger vanished from sight with fluid ease. Petra let out a gasp, but pushed her legs wider to allow her friend easier access.
"But..." Petra tried again.
"But what? You can't say you're not wet." Abigail said, removing her hand and showing us the shining middle digit coated in Petra's juices. "So what is the actual difference if it's my finger..." She reinserted her finger and added a second one. "Or if it was his?"
To emphasise the point, she rabidly finger-fucked her friend for a few seconds.
"Or are you only interested in getting this fat cock inside you?"
Petra's eyes dropped to my dick, and she bit her lower lip in suppressed desire.
"Tell you what." Abigail continued, using her hands on both of us. "I might be generous and let you have this erection that I did all the work to create."
A slight exaggeration, as I was hard after massaging Petra's bum.
"If you let me watch him fuck you up the bum."
"Fine." Petra replied instantly.
"Damn, I was expecting you to put up some resistance to that. But Henry has to pay something as well. How about you show me if all your skills in public speaking translate into other oral skills?"
I could do that, so I stood and helped her up, then lowered her onto her back on the nearest hatch cover. As I knelt and pushed her legs apart, Petra moved to sit next to her friend.
"What are you doing?" Abigail asked.
"If you are going to see him fuck my bum, I should get to watch this."
Abigail nodded, and I leant in to kiss her mons.
Just because I never married doesn't mean I've no skills in that area. Using my mouth, lips and tongue, I worshipped her pussy until I added fingers to concentrate on her clit. Abigail was clutching Petra's hand as if for moral support. Abigail was panting and flushed as I teased her to her peak.
If we'd been alone and not had Petra waiting to be fucked, I'd have drawn this out. But I took pity and finished Abigail off, with her crying out in pleasure. I got up and leant over her to kiss her lips. She kissed me back and then licked her juices from my lips.
"It's your turn." She said to Petra.
In the ten minutes that I'd been going down on Abigail, my dick had softened. But Petra quickly took it into her mouth and in hardly any time I was hard again.
"Kneel on the edge." Abigail told Petra and patted the hatch cover next to her.
With unseemly speed, Petra knelt and presented her backside to me, her knees parted and her wet pussy swollen and ready for action. Abigail stood and grasped my dick with one hand and used the other to part Petra's petals. Allowing me to slip the head inside her. It felt so hot inside her core as I rocked my hips to sink half way inside and back.
Petra twisted her head around and saw as Abigail released her labia and brought her fingers to her mouth to taste her friend.
"Really?" Petra asked?
Abigail blushed and shrugged. "Force of habit."
"And how many friends have you fingered?"
"You know what I mean." Abigail replied and moved behind me and pressed firmly on my bum. Forcing me all the way inside her friend.
She pushed and pulled me like she was using me as a living sex toy to fuck her friend for several seconds before stepping away. Petra was obviously already well worked up as she thrust back against me, encouraging me to go harder and faster. Her head hung down as we bounced our crotches against each other.
I looked over at Abigail to see her retrieve her phone from her bag and held it up. Obviously taking photos again. She moved in closer and bent to take photos of Petra's tits. I could imagine them hanging down and swinging about with our thrusting.
"Why don't you pull her hair?" Abigail suggested, and I reached out and gripped the pony tail and applied a little pressure.
Petra arched her back up and tilted her head back. Then redoubled her, thrusting back against me. Obviously, she liked that, and Abigail took advantage by moving closer and took more photos. Including moving to my side and taking a close-up of my dick, plundering Petra's pussy.