Unexpected Threesome Ch. 18

But I also knew that with my angle of penetration, hitting a girl's g spot was no sure thing and that apart from Amy, nipple play alone wasn't going to get her there. Really, their clits were the only certain path to give them an orgasm.

I decided to tackle Tash first because at the bottom of the stack, she was the most difficult proposition. I took Amy's hands and directed them onto Tash's nipples to encourage her to play with them; getting Ellen to do the same with Amy. Then kneeling behind Tash I slipped my shaft into her sex, slowly penetrating her and giving her a few thrusts to open her up and get her and my shaft well lubricated with her juices. Then I withdrew and bent my shaft down under her crotch; bringing its length against her clit.

Moving back and forwards slowly while surging and bouncing my shaft to apply more pressure, I started concentrating on really bringing her to a high state of arousal. With a good pattern established I could use my free hands to start fingering each of the other girls while my cock slid back and forwards across Tash's now wet and slippery clit; mainly playing with the other girls' clits but adding in a bit of finger penetration to really juice them up and sensitise their g spots.

As I knelt and bent down to Tash, Ellen's crotch was nearly in my face. I watched in delight as my fingering of her clit caused it to engorge and swell, virtually looked up into the depth of her sex as it opened to my playing with it and saw the honey start to pour out of it to lubricate my fingering of her. Ellen's clit is delightfully, abnormally large and sensitive. I brought my tongue against it and started slurping up her juices; tickling the tip of her clit as I flickered my tongue at it, then taking it between my lips and sucking it.

I could feel and hear Ellen writhe and moan in ecstatic response; all the more so when I slipped my now free fingers covered in her juices inside her bikini top and slimed up her nipple with them before raising it to a jutting peak.

Amy's always a joy to make love to because she cums so quickly. I don't know whether it was Ellen's nipple play or my concurrent fingering of her shallowly located g spot while thumbing her clit, but she soon tensed and let out what was, for her anyway, a subdued cry. Mind you, subdued is a relative concept. Had there been anyone else on the island they would have heard it. The other nice thing about Amy is that, once she cums the first time, she just seems to keep cumming.

By that stage I could tell Tash was getting fairly excited too. Her thighs were rocking in time to my shaft and her breathing getting fairly fast and loud. It was time to finish her off. I pulled my shaft back and thrust it into her sex; deciding I'd just have to put up with the discomfort of forcing my hand between Tash's thigh and Amy's, to let me finger Tash's clit.

I tried to force her legs apart as far as I could so that the tightness of her pussy didn't cause me to go off prematurely. My erection had a lot of work to do and I couldn't afford to lose it on the first girl. Fortunately about a minute later, she too climaxed; her contractions pressing firmly down on the shaft that I held buried deeply within her.

At exactly the same time, Ellen also climaxed to my oral stimulation of her clit which I'd kept up with only a momentary pause as I'd repositioned myself in Tash.

Now it was Amy's turn. I withdrew from Tash and located the tip of my manhood inside Amy's sex. I knew she would be easier to deal with. Elevating myself a bit, I used the back of the opening to her sex as a lever point to drive the tip of my erection down against her g spot; raking it firmly against the front wall. Because of its shallow location, it was something I could achieve with a reasonable degree of success and without putting too much pressure anywhere else.

I quickly checked Ellen was still playing with Amy's nipples; something that contributed a lot to her arousal. Because she was then, now I was using my manhood on Amy, the hand that was previously tickling Amy's clit could be used on Ellen's; since I was now standing too high to bend my mouth down to her sex.

With a bit of elevation, my visual perspective changed; from a close up of Ellen's sex to an overview which brought home to me more forcefully the fact I was actually fucking three women at the same time. Before my brain had been preoccupied with the detail and logistics of what I had to do. Now I'd managed to bring each of them to an orgasm, it was like the pressure was off. Now I could really get into it and enjoy it.

As I looked down I could see my shaft disappearing between the lips of Amy's delightful mound and into her sex; emerging each time glistening with her juices. Just above that, the elastic of the leg hem of Ellen's bikini had exaggerated the bulge of her mound within which I could watch my fingers stroke the length of Ellen's abnormally swollen bud, honey flowing copiously from her sex, down around my fingers and dripping onto my shaft as it plunged back into Amy.

Directly forward I could enjoy the view over Ellen's perfectly formed back. Slim, strong, oh so feminine, starting where it emerged from the sexy line of the waistband of her bikini bottoms, up the shapely line of her figure to where her broad shoulders were covered by her cascading long hair. Only the thin string of the lower tie of her bikini top broke the line of her arousingly naked flesh.

Off to each side was the delightful sight of a line of breasts. Tash's humongous ones, spread apart around the narrow thwart she was resting on and being played with my Amy's fingers, Amy's large ones pull out by Ellen from where they would otherwise have been squashed against Tash, so that Ellen in turn could play with them and the bulge of Ellen's smaller ones, the nipple of her right breast being tickled up by me.

Distracted, almost overwhelmed momentarily by the visuals, I was almost caught by surprise when Amy's second orgasm was announced by her usual deafening screams and the spasmodic jerking of her body. I slipped my shaft deeply into her body and held it here to let me enjoy the way her contractions pummelled its length.

The success I'd had with using penetrative sex to activate Amy's g spot encouraged me to try the same with Ellen. Hers was more deeply located and she wasn't prone to the same sort of continuous orgasms that Amy has, but still, I knew her G spot worked and she was already highly aroused from the fingering I'd been giving her. I withdrew from Amy and relocated my manhood in Ellen's receptive sex.

Once again, by adopting a slightly too high stance and leveraging my shaft against the rear opening of her sex to pressure the tip down against the front wall, I was hoping the g spot would do the trick.

As I stood higher over her and started thrusting I found my eyes focusing down on that single thin bikini string that divided her back. It teasingly aroused me with its fragile bow while at the same time I found it an intrusive man made presence on the otherwise seductively naked perfection of her back.

I reached up and pulled the bow to release it, casting the strings off from her body, so that the corners of the tiny triangle covering her breasts draped down over Amy; repeating the process with the neck tie otherwise hidden by her long hair.

Then I applied the juice slimed fingers of my left hand to the task of teasing up her previously neglected left nipple. Her nipples seemed to like the lubrication provided by her own vaginal juices which I'd transferred there on my fingers. They rose quickly to a full, almost exaggerated hardness as my fingers slid frictionlessly across their textured surface.

My focus now was entirely on Ellen. She wasn't a screamer like Amy. Indeed, when she'd joined the boat her orgasms had been signalled by little more than a silent tensing of her body; a product of previously needing to self-satisfy on a small yacht lacking any real privacy.

Slowly, no doubt influenced by the performances put on by both Amy and Issie, her arousal had started to be accompanied by moaning. To say they rose to a crescendo with her climax would be a gross exaggeration. But they did get a bit louder; usually finishing with a highly audible groan.

Ellen had already been moaning when I was fingering her. Now the moans grew louder, until with a machinegun like series of grunts, she too climaxed.

After letting her orgasm run its course with my shaft held buried fully in her, I decided it was time for my turn. It was something I'd been planning almost from the start. Absent a premature release, the question of who I cum in was not one to be taken lightly. On top of my own desires - and I do often have preferences - there was the semi political issue of keeping everyone happy and feeling equally treated. They cared about the issue, possibly even more than me.

From the outset, I'd decided it should be Amy. She seemed to need it most; as evidenced by her earlier need for affection. Tash had already had enough attention today and was never in the running. Ellen might be a bit peeved, especially since she was the last served, but I'd just need to make it up to her later.

Without making any fuss about it, I withdrew from Ellen and repenetrated Amy; pushing myself firmly into her crotch at the same time my lower stomach pushed into Ellen's.

The fact that I'd got this far wasn't a sign I was some sort of sexual athlete. It was simply the case that the sort of leveraged half penetration I used to stimulate Amy's and Ellen's g spot wasn't all that stimulating to me. Don't get me wrong. It was nice and very enjoyable, in a highly sexualised way. But it wasn't rubbing up my cock in the sort of way that quickly generates a release. Plus Amy and Ellen knew they shouldn't grip me until they knew I was ready to cum. It was just part of the sharing understanding.

Tash had been a riskier proposition because she was naturally tight, I had been using a deeper penetration and she was new enough not to be fully conversant with the understanding. But by getting her well warmed up before starting and spreading her legs to lessen the grip I'd made it through.

Amy well understood my intentions and I could feel her gripping me more firmly even before I started thrusting. As much as one can be delivered with a gentle kindness, she was in for a fast and hard pounding. Between holding an erection in her body for nearly an hour earlier in the day and the stimulation of the pussy stack, my testosterone count was stuck on high.

One part of me wanted to hold her thighs - or at least Ellen's thighs - so I could really slam them home. But I was cognisant of Ellen being there too (Tash I couldn't do much about except finish quickly). So instead I cupped Ellen's breasts, rubbing my palms up and down on them as I banged away at Amy.

I was out to enjoy my own orgasm; but hadn't given up on what I could do for the girls. Although my thrusts were long and fast, I had enough elevation to apply some downward pressure on Amy's g spot. In any case, once she's had a couple of orgasms, she seems to go into some state of enhanced sensitivity that lets even vaginal sex bring on another one.

Ellen was going to be a more borderline proposition. As I thrust in and out on Amy, my lower stomach was moving up and down against Ellen's projecting bud. There was at least a chance that, combined with the nipple play would give her another climax too. But in the end, success or otherwise in that was her problem.

Thrusting in and out of Amy is always a delight. Especially after a lot of sex play, she's just so warm, wet and slippery, with a goldilocks grip. It takes all my willpower not to release after just a couple of thrusts; but that would be to deny myself so much pleasure. And one of those pleasures, especially in the sort of fast and furious sex I was delivering her, was to see her move into what seemed like a constant orgasmic state.

It seemed like after only a couple of thrusts she started up...

"Oh...oh...oohhh...oh Ned...aarr... oohh... ooohhh fuck... shit... oh Ned... aarrr... aaaarrrr... AAAAHHHH... ooorrr...oh Ned, keep going...more...please more... don't let go yet Ned...please... not yet... oh...oh...AAAAHHHHH... oohhh

Half way through that Ellen started up; barely audible over Amy's cries...

"mmmm...ooooo..." "ooooooohh...aaaaaaahh."

The combination of two girls in a state of orgasm and Amy's body quivering and spasming in her sexual frenzy gave me no chance to hold it any longer. My balls boiled as a giant well of pleasure collected in the base of my cock and moments later shot up the whole length of my shaft leaving me able to do nothing except throw myself at Amy's crotch and bury my shaft as deeply in her as I could while I filled her sex with my cum. Wave upon wave of pleasure left me bent over the stack of girls under me until the last shudders of my orgasm had emptied every last drop of my seed.

I barely recovered my composure when I heard Tash from the bottom of the pile.

"I hope you guys are finished. I'm getting a cramp down here."

I pulled out from Amy and eased myself off Ellen, letting Ellen and Amy in turn lift themselves up and off the pile; leaving the four of us standing in a somewhat dishevelled, indecent state. Me naked with my cock still half rigid and dripping juices and cum from the end of it, Amy and Tash with their pants falling off, breasts out the sides of their tops and Amy leaking cum down her leg, Ellen topless and with the gusset of her pants still pulled aside - her mound bulging out.

Bit by bit we restored ourselves clothing wise, even if sweat and bodily fluids permeated them. A swim was in order to freshen up; which required nothing more than a few paces around the RIB where the tepid shallows of the lagoon awaited us. The girls hadn't lost any of their playfulness, running into the water before tackling and pushing each other over like a bunch of teenagers. I was trying to amble in behind them with as much dignity as the remaining wood filling out my swimmers from my last erection would let me.

But any sense of mature age dignity was to be denied to me. As soon as I was in range they all started splashing me, then quickly surrounded me to push me rapidly forward until I was in waist deep water, where I was tackled by the combined weight of three women. One or more of them - and in the melee that surrounded me, I actually wasn't sure who - was optimistic enough to think that groping and then jerking the remaining wood through my swimmers was going to make it grow again. If only. It was going to be at least 15 minutes and probably an hour before that would work.

Mind you, that may not have been the only groping that occurred. When you feel like you're being playfully drowned by the owners of a combined total of six breasts, three pussies and three butts, the mere struggle for survival is going to result in some groping; quite a lot actually.

The playfulness subsided until I found myself lying on my back in water just shallow enough that I could rest my head back on the sand and have a reasonable chance of not drowning. The three girls were lying on top of me; Ellen in the centre and Amy and Tash within the embrace of an arm. A total of four female legs were occupying the space between my widely spread two.

There we discussed our touring plans for the next couple of day. It was going to be intense. There was still much we wanted to see on Huahine, but we were well behind the mental timetable we had set for ourselves before Issie's bombshell exploded on us. We were keen to move on to Bora Bora.

In the slowly shelving water, the girls' bodies floated in that in between state where they rested on me, but much of their weight was taken by the water. In that condition the light beach surge moved them up and down ever so slightly. In the half hour we rested there, that meant Ellen's mound and lower stomach rubbing against my cock restored the wood the girls had been looking for earlier and Amy and Tash had a good rub of their crotches against my thighs. But we all chose to ignore it.