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I was at the beach with my fianceé, Alli; her sister, Claire; and her sister’s friend; Celia. Alli and Claire’s parents have a small beach house in Delaware and whenever we get a free weekend, we enjoy driving up from D.C. This summer, Alli and I found ourselves there several times, often joined by Claire and Alli. When we were all in the house, everyone mostly got along, save for some sibling spats over clothes, loud music, parties, etc.
My finaceé is the smartest person I know and I’m attracted to her mind, her kindness, her humor…she’s the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. But of course, our entwined lives are more complicated than happily ever after. Alli has debilitating chronic illness. I don’t know what our future holds but I know I want her to be my life partner. Being the caregiver of your partner requires mental fortitude, a cool head, and a lot of compassion. I won’t go into detail about how intimate our relationship has been. Lines have been crossed that many couples, if lucky, never have to. But we (almost) always manage to squeeze any joy and humor that we can despite our circumstances.
I just don’t know what’s become of my sex life. It doesn’t exist. It’s not Alli’s fault. It’s not mine. But every day I get further away from sexual intimacy, the more I crave it and the more it disassociates with my love for Alli.
I can’t stop thinking about her sister, Claire. In real life, Claire and I would never be a good match. She’s messy, wears too much makeup, can’t keep eye contact, and parties a lot. She’s a riot, but not a long-term partner. She is, however, petite with striking blue eyes, a flat stomach, and surprisingly large chest for someone of her size. And she dresses with the confidence that says, “look”.
Her friend Celia is more beautiful than sexy. She’s taller and thinner with porcelain skin, a beautiful chest, and a flirty if not slightly bitchy attitude. She’s always had a thing for me, Alli jokes from time to time.
Spending time with Claire and Celia is always fun, but I keep my distance. There are unspoken rules about girls engaging with a guy who is taken by their sister, friend. Claire and I never went out of the way to hug, sit on the same couch, anything that might be interpreted as intimate, and Celia and I would mostly talk about our mutual love of movies, not much else. I always enjoy, with some hidden jealousy, hearing about their boyfriends, or boy-toys or ex’s. It feels like an appropriate way to broach the subject of sex, even if only alluded to. And the further I move away from sexual intimacy, the more I begin to crave these conversations, this time with the girls.
The family had a small boat that we would take out on the bay some days. It was easy to float aimlessly while White Claws were consumed, selfies were taken, and music was played. Usually, Alli would ferry us out to a nice spot and there we would stay, but today, Alli wasn’t feeling well enough.
“I can take us out, it’s fine!” Claire reassures. “Do you still want to come? Or are you going to stay with Alli?”
I looked to Alli for her input.
“No, please go. I want you to have fun, you’ve seen me sick in bed enough this weekend.”
“You sure?” I asked, not wanting to miss any glint of reservation.
“I’m sure.” Alli gave me a kiss and send us off. “Have fun! I love you!
“I love you too.” I said, kissing her back.
Claire, Celia and I made our way to the boat. The walk over I tried not to impose myself too much. Didn’t want to be too eager, though my heart was starting to race a little.
Claire and Celia were talking about some dude Celia had hooked up with the week before.
“I think he might actually be retarded.” Celia says.
“Jesus, Ce!” Claire replied, laughing.
“Y’all are ridiculous.” I felt compelled to chime in.
“Ok, SORRY. He’s an idiot. Like when I text you, ‘u up’, it means ‘COME OVER’. I thought this was common fucking sense.” Celia groaned.
“You might have just gotten rejected.” I said with a teasing laugh.
“STOPPPP. I hate you.” She clapped back
“You fuckin’ love me don’t even try it.” I said, the words surprising even me as they left my mouth.
Celia turned back to me and brushed her hand along my arm playfully, laughing.
Claire chimed in, “I think he’s right though” with a mischievous grin.
“You guys are so mean, what the hell!” Celia exclaimed.
“I think a tiny bit of rejection might be good for a girl like you.” I joked. It was clear to her I meant this out of love and she couldn’t feign anger anymore.
We got to the boat, tossed in the cooler, jambox, and miscellaneous supplies, and hopped in.
“Can you untie the boat from the dock?” Claire asked me.
I untied the boat, pushed us off and Claire sailed us further out into the bay.
We spent a good two hours or so drinking, hydrating, getting sun, finding shade, and talking. At a certain point, I realized I needed to pee. Usually it was just me and Alli, so I didn’t have a problem just peeing off the side, but I was in different company now. A little drunk, I brought up the issue.
“Y’all…I have to pee.”
“Bitch, I’m not taking you all the way back to the dock for that.” Claire clapped.
“Ok, but…” I said hesitantly
“Just go, it’s fine.” She said.
I went to the back of the boat and grabbed my the waistband of the bathing suit. Immediately I felt my cock start to grow. It’s really not supposed to do that, but it doesn’t care about my wishes. I assumed they had their backs turned to me but I couldn’t help but be nervous and excited. I tried to start but it takes a little longer with a hard on.
“You almost done?” Claire asked
“Haven’t started yet.” I said.
“Come on, why?! I have to go now.”
“Fuck, sorry. It’s just. It hard when you’re…uhhhh.” I started a sentence I didn’t want to finish.
“When what?”
“It’s hard when you’re…hard.”
I heard a combination of a gasp and “Oh my God, what the FUCK!”
“I’m sorry, it just happens sometimes! That’s what it’s like having a dick.”
“How long will this take?” Claire pleaded.
“Give me a second…it takes a minute and it goes really far.”
“What do you mean?” Celia asked
“If you pee when you’re hard, it goes way further.”
“Ummmm…can I see?” Celia asked
“Ce, that’s weird as fuck.” Claire said.
“Really, you don’t want to know what that looks like?”
“Not really. Knock yourself out.”
Without me responding, Celia slid her way over and peaked her head off the end of the boat, looking at me.
“Hi, don’t mind me.” She said.
“Kinda hard not to, but…”
“Not kinda hard. Really hard! She said.”
I was mortified by how hard my cock was and she was starting right at it.
“Ok, let me just try to pee, damnit.”
Eventually, I got the stream going. As promised, it was a powerful stream that took a good flight with the wind making it a very very slightly tenuous affair.
“Holy shit, you have to see this, Claire.” Celia yelled.
“I cannot believe this.” Claire said, as she slid over next to Celia. “Holy fuck.”
“Fuck this feels so good.” I said, experiencing something truly relieving.
“I have to pee so bad.” Claire said. “Can you hold my arms while I go over the side?” She asked as my stream was ending.
“Yeah, sure.”
As I was trying to put my dick away, Claire climbed in front of me, grabbed my arms, and squatted over the edge of the boat. She didn’t take her bikini bottom off, but seemed like she wanted to but was nervous.
“I’m gonna take my bottom off, just don’t look, ok?”
“Ok, I won’t”
She let go of one of my arms and slid her bottom down to her ankles.
“Of course now I’m having trouble going.” Claire says
“Just fucking do it!” Celia jeered playfully.
“I’m trying, I’m just nervous!” Claire said.
“It’s ok, I’m not looking.” I reassured.
“Thank you. Ok, here I go.”
Claire finally started to let it go and I could hear the sound of her stream hitting the bay. I had managed to get my dick into my trunks but just barely, and I was still hard as a rock. This didn’t help at all. When she was finished, Claire grabbed her bikini bottom and wiggled it up. I tried not to look and managed to fulfill her request.
“Thank you. I needed that so bad.” Claire said. “Do you need to go, Celia?”
“Uhhh…not yet, but I’ll let you know.” She replied.
Claire shuffled by me as carefully as she could, but the rocking of the small boat brushed her against my cock straining through my swimsuit. She looked down reflexively and then looked back up.
“Shit, sorry. That’s umm…really hard still.” Claire said.
“Yeah, I’m sorry.”
“It’s kinda big though.” Celia added.
“CE!” Claire exclaimed.
“Sorry, it is. Come on, we both saw it already.” Celia said without shame.
They noticed I fidgeting with my cock through the suit.
“Honestly, just take off your shorts, that looks way too uncomfortable and we already saw your dick.” Celia said, matter of fact.
“That…” I didn’t know what to say and I couldn’t help but grab my cock through the shorts.
“It’s fine. Just do it.” Claire said softly.
I slowly started to drop my shorts and as I did, my cock popped out at full mast. They just stared with their mouths agape.
“This is crazy.” Claire said, “but it just the human body. Let’s not make it a big deal.”
I sat down and tried to relax, but the more they stared, the harder it was to ignore. Celia hopped up from her seat.
“I actually have to go now.” She looked at me. “Can you help me too?”
I nodded and got up, standing at the edge of the boat so she could grab onto my arms. Celia brushed by me, bot even trying to avoid my cock. As her ass pushed by, a thin line of precum wiped itself on her porcelain skin. She looked down and grinned but didn’t say anything. Standing face to face with me she dropped down her bikini bottom, grabbed my arms and went into a squat. She immediately started to go, often glancing up at me with a mischievous grin. More precum was building on the tip of my cock.
When she was done, Celia said, “you can look. It’s only fair.”
Against my will I glanced down at her perfectly smooth pussy, just as porcelain as the rest of her skin and slightly glistening. She brushed by me face to face this time, grazing my cock along her hips and mound, getting more precum on her. When I turned to see where Claire was, what I saw made me start shaking with lust. Claire, in a trance, had one had down her bikini and was lightly touching herself while looking at us standing face to face.
“Fuck, Claire, you couldn’t help it.” Celia laughed. “If you want it so bad, touch it.” Celia lightly ran her fingers over my cock as I was quivering. “He’s so hard for us.”
“This doesn’t change how you feel about Alli?” Claire asked, shameful and concerned.
“No…not at all. She’s my life partner. It’s just…we haven’t had sex in months. Anything, in months. And it’s not her fault. I just feel out of control.”
“I think it’s ok. Fuck it.” Claire said as she stood up and faced me, pressing my hard on into her. Celia reached for my dick and ran more precum over Claire’s bikini. Claire responded by taking off her bottom and feeling me skin to skin.
“Fuck, I’m so wet.” Claire said.
For the first time, I reached out and touched Claire and Celia. Each had went straight down to their wet labias, running my finger lightly up to their clits as I began to stroke gently. Celia was slowly rubbing my shaft up and down, squeezing out any juice onto Claire. “Claire, get on your knees.” Celia said. Claire obeyed as Celia began to move my cock over Claire’s face. She worked her way to Claire’s mouth and she opened up, running her tongue from the base of my cock up to the top and tasting me. As Claire started to fill her mouth with me, Celia reached around her back and her top started falling off. I was still working my fingers inside of her with one had while I grabbed her chest and slowly removed the bikini top. Her tits were like two huge scoops of vanilla ice cream, perfectly soft, small, erect nipples and bigger handfuls than you’d expect. This made even more blood rush to my dick.
“Claire, if you keep sucking me I’m gonna cum.” I said, breathlessly.
“Don’t yet.” She said, stopping. Claire got up and moved backwards to the seat, inviting me over between her legs. “Just put in the tip, I want to feel it.” She asked. While Claire opened up, Celia moved above Claire to the rail of the boat and spread her pussy over Claire’s head. While Claire removed her top and let her huge, beautiful tits fall out, I greedily brought my mouth down to Celia’s soft pussy. She felt like velvet on my tongue and tasted intoxicating. Claire grabbed my cock and rubbed it over her nipples, wetting them with sticky precum and then urged my down to her pussy. I focused, rubbing the tip over her clit and labia before pushing just the head in, slowly. I moved the head around, begging her to take me all the way in.
“Fuck, that feels so good, but…” Claire trailed off.
Celia was beginning to get closer and closer as my tongue played on her clit, reaching up to grab her tits as much as I could. The only reason I didn’t explode on the spot was because I was concentrating on making them both feel as amazing as I did in that moment.
“I’m gonna cum” Celia yelled as a huge orgasm ripped through her, all above Claire who was losing her mind.
“Just put the rest in.” She said as she grabbed my ass and pulled me in. Holy fucking shit, Claire’s silken pussy was sucking me off just like her mouth was, trying to milk every drop out of me. Even moving slowly, I knew I wouldn’t last long. With one hand, Claire moved down to her clit and started rubbing and I drew myself in and out, all while Celia stared, drooling from above in a post-orgasm glow. Claire was starting to moan and I knew she was close.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum soon.” I said to her and she began to quake with an orgasm. I started fucking her faster and faster with abandon, ready to explode. I could feel her pussy tighten around me as I shot a rope of cum deep inside her. I pulled out as a second rope arched toward Claire’s stomach, tits, and face, covering her. Knowing I had more, I brought my cock up to Celia’s quivering body and came two ropes over her vanilla tits face. Celia took me cock in her mouth, cleaning me up. Nobody moved or said anything. It was the afterglow of pearly heaven.
Celia broke the silence. “Fuck, that was so fucking hot.”
Claire and I looked at each other, not saying anything, but agreeing and praying we could find a way to do this again.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v4i5cw/a_boat_on_the_bay_m26f21f21
Great story and well written.