Twin Troubles Pt. 03 - The Yacht

When my mystery lover added two fingers deep inside my pussy, I erupted, crying out in pleasure just as Emily squirted her juices which almost cause me to choke. For a moment, I could see the headlines; Woman drowns by pussy juice just as she orgasms. Luckily, my swallowing reflexes kicked in and drank deeply from Emily's well just like the woman between my legs was drinking from mine.

With a final shudder, Emily rolled off of me, lying next to me, her breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath. As soon as Emily moved, Sarah, the woman who'd brought me to the first of what would be many orgasms, slithered up my body, then kissed me deeply, allowing me to taste my own juices on her lips and tongue. Her hard nipples pressed into my tits as she ground her pussy against mine.

The friction of her labia on mine was exquisite and soon, I was panting into her mouth as she pressed down harder. Our clitties were rubbing against each other, the tingling inside me rising to dangerous levels. Then, with one final thrust, Sarah's body arched up as she flooded my crotch with her pussy juices. That triggered my second orgasm and our fluids mixed together as I spewed onto her pussy.

Sarah and I laid there, our bodied pressed together, as we came down from our orgasmic highs. I opened my eyes to see her lovely visage smiling down at me, the sun creating a halo of light around her beautiful face. She leaned down and we kissed deeply, our tongues wrestling as we breathed into each other's mouths. Again, it seemed like the rest of the world didn't exist and it was just me and Sarah. I felt my heart fluttering in my chest and thought to myself "God, could I be falling for her?"

I didn't want the kiss to end but too soon for my tastes, Sarah climbed off of me, standing up, her hands on her hips. Jessie was between my legs in a flash, licking me clean of Sarah's and my juices and my sister was kneeling next to my head, doing the same to Sarah.

My pussy was so sensitive at that point, I had to apologetically push Jessie away as she started intensely licking me. "Let me recover, girl! Damn, you're trying to kill me!" I exclaimed.

Jessie stood up, helped me to my feet and pulled me into a kiss. "Okay, I'll let you recover but you owe me a monster orgasm. Deal?" she said when we broke the kiss.

"Deal." I whispered, then kissed her again. The sun was getting a little too intense for my comfort, so I headed below deck, finding the bathroom and relieving myself before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. It was nice and cool in the lounge, so I sat down and relaxed, closing my eyes while listening to the waves lap against the boat.

Everyone must have had the same idea that I had because everyone moved inside. I was sandwiched between Jessie on my left and Sarah on my right, a fact that I didn't mind at all. Trinity and Ashley were sitting across from us, affording us a view of their beautiful naked forms.

Emily must have hit play on the sound system because nice, soothing music soon filled the lounge. She still was the dutiful servant and brought us light snacks and drinks, giving me a wink and a smile as she handed me a canape. I glanced down at her shaved mons, then smiled in return, running my fingernail down the back of her hand. Emily blushed, smiling sweetly, then moved to serve Jessie.

After Emily finished serving everyone, she joined us, sitting next to Trinity, and we all just sat around, talking, telling storied, enjoying each other's company. The occasional gasp of pleasure or moan could be heard as we each touched and kissed the others. It was if we all understood that we weren't looking to make the others orgasm, just keep the sexual tension high.

Dinner was a light repast and I soon excused myself, moving to the bow of the yacht. The waxing moon, almost full, reflected off the calm waters, the multitude of stars like pinpricks of light. For a moment, I was startled when I felt someone wrap her arms around my waist, pressing her body against mine, kissing my neck as she held me tightly.

Spinning around, I saw the smiling face of Sarah, the twinkle in her eyes matching the stars. "Sorry, Dee." she whispered, her voice husky. "I, um, couldn't resist doing that." I gazed in those dark, doe-like eyes of hers, losing myself for a moment.

"Trust me, I don't mind." I whispered back. My hands were on Sarah's hips as we leaned into each other in a soul-wrenching kiss. Up to this point in my life, the only kisses I'd ever given were of the "I love you" quick pecks to friends or family members or the "I want to fuck you" tongue wrestling kind when I was in lust.

This kiss, however, felt different. I felt weightless in Sarah's arms, like I was floating in the water, flying in the sky. My hands roamed over her well-toned body as her feather-light caresses caused goose bumps to appear wherever her fingertips touched me.

We broke the kiss, me biting my lower lip as I again looked deep within Sarah's dark blue orbs. Then I let out a gasp as her fingers grazed the light down that covered my mons. "Do you want it?" Sarah quietly asked as she ran her finger through the cleft of my pussy. I nodded, still not breaking eye contact with her. "No, baby," she said, her fingertip resting right on my clit. "I want to hear you say it."

"Sarah, please make me orgasm."

With that dazzling grin that shown even in the moonlight, Sarah gently lowered me down to the deck, never breaking eye contact. I whimpered when she inserted one, then two fingers inside me, tickling the inner walls of my cunt.

The whole time Sarah was finger-fucking me; I did my best to gaze into her eyes. The look of determined lust etched on her features turned me on as much as her talented fingers. I tried to hold off, to prolong the pleasure that Sarah was giving me. But I couldn't help it. Her fingers were just too much.

Sarah knew what I was doing in trying to hold off. She broke the gaze, lowered her head so her lips were an inch from my ear and whispered "Cum for me, baby." And I did. The last image I had of her before my eyes shut was the light of the moon shining down upon her, giving her a holy halo of pearlescence. Then my back arched as the tidal wave that had been forming inside my body crashed over the last barrier.

Letting out a scream, my juices shot out of my body, coating Sarah's hand and arm. She didn't stop, either, pounding me with her fingers, sending me on an orgasmic ride that felt like it would never end.

Finally, Sarah relented when my body crashed back down onto the deck of the ship. I watched through half-lidded eyes as she licked her hand clean of my orgasmic fluids. Then she laid next to me, holding me close as I came down from the heights I'd just been sent to.

I felt so secure in Sarah's arms right then, the heat from her body protecting me from the coolness of the night. I could have easily fallen asleep but instead; I turned my head and kissed Sarah deeply. When we broke the kiss, I whispered "I want to taste you."

Sarah let out a cute chuckle, then rolled over onto her back, propping herself up on her elbows. I rolled over, quickly kissing her once more before moving down to her neck. For a moment, I thought about giving her a hickey but decided against it. Instead, I moved lower, running my tongue over her collarbone, then further down to her breasts.

I lingered on Sarah's scrumptious tits for a while, sucking and nibbling on first her right one, then her left. But soon, the siren's call of my lover's pussy was too irresistible. As I moved down her body, I discovered that Sarah was very ticklish as she couldn't help but giggle as my fingertips brushed her sides. I paused, catching her eye and giving her a cheeky wink, letting her know that I knew just how ticklish she was, silently promising to exploit that weakness in the future.

Finally, though, I reached my destination. I used my thumbs to pry open the labia, pausing to admire the beautiful sight in front of me, the moonlight glistening off the juices that had already leaked out of Sarah's puss. Leaning down, I gave one long lick from Sarah's cute rosebud to the tip of her clit. My first taste was better than the finest of wines. The muskiness of her ass mixed with the sweet tanginess of her pussy, all of it combined with the saltiness of her sweat and sea air. I couldn't get enough.

Shoving two of my fingers inside Sarah's cunt, I sucked her engorged clitty between my lips, whipping my tongue back and forth. She let out a long, low moan as I tickled her G spot, my hand and face getting wetter with every passing second.

Just as Sarah was about to squirt, I moved up and kissed her hard, shoving my tongue into her mouth. She let out a muffled squeal and I could feel her pussy constrict around my probing fingers as a massive orgasm rushed through her body.

Quickly breaking the kiss, I removed my fingers and replaced them with my tongue and was rewarded with a massive spurt of Sarah's fluids all over my face. I kept licking and drinking down her juices; I didn't think they would ever stop. Cleaning her pussy up as best as I could with my tongue, I relented when I felt her trying feebly to push me away.

Sarah was laying on the deck, her chest heaving, a smile on her face and a far-away look in her eyes. Lying down next to her, I kissed her again as I ran my hand all over her torso, massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples.

"So, do I taste good?" Sarah asked when we broke the kiss. I was nuzzled up next to her, pressing myself against her body. She had her arm around me, holding me close as she drew patterns on my upper arm with her finger.

I giggled in response, then said "Abso-fucking-lutely! You, my dear captain, are damn delicious." Sarah let out a giggle of her own, music to my ears.

"Well, dearest Dee, what will you tell your girlfriend when she asks about what happened tonight?"

"Hmmm... nothing, I supposed," I replied, smiling. "I don't have a girlfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

"Nope. Dumped his dumb ass months ago." I paused for a moment, a little scared of what I was about to ask Sarah. Did I want this to go further or end tonight? Did I want her? "What about you? A girl in every port?"

Sarah laughed lightly, squeezing my shoulder. "Yeah, no. I haven't dated anyone for a couple of years now." She tried to sound light and carefree, but I could detect a touch of sadness in her voice.

"Are you, um, well, what I mean is..." I tried to say but for some reason, I didn't know what to ask.

Sarah couldn't help but giggle at the smooth way I was talking. "Hmmm... good question, Dee." I could feel myself blushing and smiling at the same time. She rolled over, gazing into my eyes. "I would love to see you again, treat you to dinner, maybe a ride on my personal boat. Just you, me, the sea, the stars." Sarah said, running her finger down my body, causing me to shudder.

"I would really, really like that, Sarah." I whispered. We both drifted off to sleep right there on the deck, naked, wrapped in each other's arms. Waking up some time later, Sarah and I went to our respective rooms as it had become too chilly outside.

It was pitch black in my little cabin, a faint light coming from the porthole the only illumination. Crawling onto the bed, I laid there, thinking about what had happened between Sarah and me. Was I ready for another relationship? Was I ready for it to be with another woman? Up to this point, it all felt like fun and exploration, like it almost wasn't reality.

With Sarah though, it did feel real. I remembered how safe I felt in her arms, like I was supposed to be there, a missing puzzle piece in my life that I discovered tonight. But still, what would my family, my friends think.

I was drifting off to the land of Nod with the image of Sarah's smile as she held me close in my mind. I was in between wakefulness and sleep when the door to my room opened. Then my legs were gently pried open, and a tongue started to gently clean the dried cum and sea spray from my pussy. "Oh Sarah!" I whispered as the faint buzz of another orgasm began deep inside my body.

Honestly, I didn't think that I could have another orgasm tonight after all that my poor pussy had gone through, but I was wrong. Whomever was wielding this magical tongue quickly brought me off. My pussy was super sensitive so after I recovered, I whispered "Please stop. I can't take anymore."

"Just as delicious as I remembered." Ashley's voice came from between my legs. My eyes flew open at that. Clicking on the lamp hanging on the wall, I looked down into the mischievous eyes of our host.

"Wait. What, um, what do you mean?" I asked, my heart pounding a little as I rose to a sitting position. "We, um, never..." Then it hit me. "You knew, didn't you?"

Ashley smiled, sitting up on the bed as well. She shrugged, then replied "Not at first. You and Trinity really do look identical. I was pretty sure that it wasn't her on the first date and our "second" date confirmed it. You two may look alike but personality wise, you are very different." Ashley didn't seem upset, just slightly amused.

"Okay, you got us." I said, sighing. "It wasn't meant in a malicious manner. Trin was really sick and was trying to do her a favor."

Ashley giggled, then held up her hand. "Don't worry Dee. I understand." she said. "I had a good time with you and was happy and honored to be your first taste of another woman. I think it all has worked out anyway. Sandra?" she asked, her eyebrows raising.

It was my turn to shrug and blush a little. "Yeah, um, I really, really like the captain of your yacht."

"That's wonderful! And I really, really like your sister!" Ashley exclaimed, beaming. I cocked my eyebrow, silently asking her why she was in my room then. "I really do. I just needed to taste you again." Ashley stood up, walked over and lightly kissed me. "Now, I'm going back to her. See you tomorrow."

I watched her leave, then clicked off the light. I was also happy with how everything had turned out and couldn't wait until tomorrow.