Key West by Lacey Alexander (top android ebook reader .TXT) 📕

Carrie let her eyes fall shut, let the hot sun overhead beat warm on her back as she listened to the wind in the sails and the slap of waves against the boat. Sea salt filled the air that also seemed spiced with sensuality. Each sensation added to the swell in her bikini bottoms as she worked over Chris’s tremendous erection.

“Ah, baby,” he purred as she went down on him as deeply as possible, taking in more than half of his long, wide shaft. She held him there, deep in her mouth, the tip of his cock touching her throat, for a long still moment, to let him feel it as much as she did. Then she pulled back, releasing him with a swirling lick around the tip.

“Nice,” Shay whispered. A glance in her direction revealed one hand twirling her dark pink nipple between thumb and forefinger, and the other inside her bathing suit, stroking her pussy. She stared Carrie in the eye. “Want to share?”

Carrie definitely didn’t want to share—she wanted Chris all for herself. But she also couldn’t help taking Shay’s request as another sexual challenge. Are you secure enough with him to share him? Are you bold enough to have a three-way?

“Sure,” she said softly, still holding Chris’s dick in her hand. He drew in his breath at her answer and when she gazed into his eyes, they were filled with more unadulterated heat than she’d ever seen in them before.

Shay ran her hand up Chris’s thigh. “Why don’t you stand up, baby, so we can both reach you?”

Chris wasted no time pushing to his feet, letting his shorts fall to the deck. He peeled his loose white tank top over his head and tossed it aside, so that Carrie found herself gazing admiringly up at his naked body, so tan and muscular and chiseled, his cock downright majestic from this new lower angle as it stretched up onto his stomach.

She knelt on one side of his dick as Shay rose to her knees on the other. She cast Carrie a small, sexy smile as they both moved in to lick paths up opposite sides of his shaft.

“Ah, God, yes,” he murmured, gazing down on them.

Was it the first time he’d ever been with two girls at once? Carrie didn’t think so, but there was still no doubt he was wildly aroused. As she and Shay continued licking his hard column, it reminded her of the two girls on the party boat who’d shared one banana this way. Even that had been oddly stimulating, but this was way more erotic than any banana. She instantly found the act of sharing his immense cock with another woman far more exciting and pleasurable than she could have predicted.

Together, she and Shay found a silent rhythm for pleasing him. When Carrie began to let her tongue swirl in curving trails over him, Shay did the same. When Carrie rose up to lick a large dot of semen off the tip of his shaft before sliding her lips down over it, Shay moved lower, licking his balls and taking them one by one into her mouth.

Above them, Chris moaned and groaned and occasionally cursed beneath his breath, his intense pleasure lifting Carrie’s arousal with each passing second.

Her lips felt pleasantly wet and swollen when she eased back down to lick his silky steel length again. She closed her eyes, fully into her task, licking up his side, then the front, dragging her tongue in wide paths in hopes he would feel it more that way. A peek revealed that Shay had released his balls and rejoined her, her tongue busily toiling away on him, too. “Mmm, God,” he moaned above them, his hands playing in their hair, massaging their scalps as they worked.

Carrie’s eyes dropped shut again—the cock beneath her tongue making her pussy pulse with need. He was so big—in her mouth, not to mention in her cunt. Which was where she wanted him soon.

Just then, something new touched her tongue, something wet. A fresh bolt of lightning struck directly between her thighs, although she kept her eyes shut, a little afraid of what she’d see.

Continuing to lick him, the sensation came again—light, inviting. Making her cunt flinch. Was it…?

She opened her eyes to find her tongue touching Shay’s. Together, they licked the front of Chris’s erection even as their tongues caressed each other.

“God, that’s hot,” Chris murmured, and she knew he wasn’t talking about what was happening to his cock.

Old instincts told Carrie to pull away from the long, languid French kiss.

But new instincts told her to do what she’d been doing with everything lately—let it happen. Thrill Chris with it. Experience it and see how it feels.

So she licked at Shay’s tongue with Chris’s hot gaze on her, feeling her pussy expand within her bikini bottoms. As the kiss deepened, Shay reached up and cupped Carrie’s breast, massaging gently, making her surge with moisture below.

Chris eased down to his knees, watching them, reaching out to caress. As one of his hands eased down onto Shay’s ass, he used the other to fondle Carrie’s free breast, stroking his thumb across the turgid nipple. Involuntarily, Carrie thrust her breasts deeper into both their hands. The brushes from Chris’s thumb sent trails of fire straight to her cunt and Shay’s slightly more harsh caress made her feel wildly responsive, wanting to grab every thrill available to her.

By the time her long tongue kiss with Shay ended, her pussy felt fiery hot, needy, pulsing relentlessly in her bikini. When she looked at Chris, she knew he read the passion in her eyes. Lifting his hand to the back of her neck, he drew her in for a rough kiss that only whetted her appetite for more.

“Is your pussy hot?” he whispered near her ear.

She nodded softly, pent-up desire leaving her unable to speak.

Landing another quick, hard kiss on her swollen lips, he