a term used to describe the vagina.” She opened the bottle of oil and poured some into the
palm of her hand. The scent of lavender and vanilla filled the air. “The purpose of the Yoni massage is as much about loving and respecting the body as it is about pleasuring the body.”
She rubbed her hands together and began to massage the oil into Tomi”s skin.
At some point, the music changed, becoming slower, softer, the volume too low for
Linc to distinguish. It didn”t matter, really. The only thing he could focus on was the way
Tracee”s hands moved over Tomi”s body, starting at her calves and thighs, working her way
over her hips and up her abdomen until she reached her breasts.
“Mmm, so pretty,” Tracee murmured as she cupped Tomi”s breasts in each hand. She
bent and sucked one, then the other nipple into her mouth before gently kneading them,
taking time to roll the wet berries between her thumb and forefinger.
Tomi moans grew louder, her excitement evident as her fingers clenched into fists each
time Tracee stroked her nipples.
“Jesús que coge a Cristo.” Linc looked up at the sound of Pedro”s whispered oath. His
cousin made no effort to hide his arousal as he stared unblinkingly at Tomi and Tracee while
rubbing his dick through his shorts.
Without even realizing it, Linc moved his hand between Mitch”s thighs, feeling the
heat of his erection through his jeans. Mitch groaned and reciprocated the move, covering
Linc”s hard cock and squeezing it gently.
The sounds of moans drew Linc”s attention back to Tomi and Tracee. Tomi”s eyes were
open and locked on Tracee. They held each other”s gazes as Tracee slowly poured oil on
Tomi”s pussy and set the bottle to the side before slowly massaging the oil into the lips.
Tracee stroked Tomi”s clit, rubbing the knob between her thumb and index finger for a few
moments before she slid her middle finger inside. Tomi cried out, and her hips rose off the
deck as her thighs began to shake.
Another finger soon joined the first one inside her pussy, even as a third eased into her
anus. Tracee used her other hand to continue Tomi”s massage, gently rubbing, kneading, and
caressing over her stomach, her breasts, and her face. Without breaking eye contact, Tracee leaned down and covered Tomi”s lips with her
own. They kissed until Tomi cried out, her body jerking as she came. They were both
breathing heavily as Tracee lay next to Tomi and continued to stroke her body.
“So, was that normally how you do this massage, or did I just luck out?” Tomi asked.
Tracee chuckled breathlessly. “I think it”s safe to say you got the special treatment.”
“I was hoping you”d say that.” Tomi”s hand slid into Tracee”s hair. “Now it”s time for me
to return the favor.” She pulled Tracee”s head down, kissing her hungrily. Her hands moved
eagerly over Tracee”s body, exploring her back, her ass, and her breasts. It was Tracee”s turn
to moan as Tomi pulled away from the kiss and dipped her head, taking one of Tracee”s
nipples into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the hardened tip.
“Sí, Tomi,” she whispered. “Que te sientes bien.”
They became a tangled mass of arms, legs, and hands moving greedily over each other,
their oily bodies sliding together, the light and dark hues of their contrasting skin tones
glistening under the soft lights on the boat. They shifted positions, adjusting their bodies
until Tomi lay on top of Tracee, their heads facing in opposite directions, their faces buried
between each other”s legs.
Linc watched them, feeling the pressure of Mitch”s hand on his cock increase. The heat
of Mitch”s breath feathered across Linc”s skin as his lips trailed up the column of his neck.
Linc turned his head, meeting Mitch halfway, pushing his tongue inside Mitch”s mouth,
feeling desperate for a taste of him.
Suddenly, the act of touching Mitch through his jeans seemed far from adequate. Mitch
seemed to share his sentiment, and they moved simultaneously, wasting no time unzipping
and removing each other”s clothes. He glanced briefly at his cousin and saw that Pedro had
already shed his clothes. He sat on the bench with his dick sliding rapidly between his
fingers, watching Tomi and Tracee as he pleasured himself. Linc reached out and wrapped one hand around Mitch”s cock and the other around his
own, stroking them both, feeling the heavy weight of Mitch”s dick in his hands, the heat of it
intense. Their juices dripped down their shafts, adding to the unbelievable friction. He
quickened his strokes, pumping hard until he felt Mitch tighten against him, and then liquid
fire ran between his fingers.
“Fuck,” Mitch whispered. It was just one word, but it was all he needed. As a chorus of
women”s voices rang out with cries and moans of pleasure, Linc felt the shudder start in the
pit of his stomach and work its way out to his extremities until he finally trembled, jerking
hard against his hand, calling Mitch”s name as he came with a gasp.
Mitch”s lips found his, his tongue darting out to map the crease of Linc”s mouth, his
teeth making tiny nips at Linc”s upper lip. As they kissed, Linc”s heart raced. His cock was
still hard as stone and aching between his fingers, demanding more. In that moment, he
looked up and saw Tomi crawling toward him. The look on her face told him she knew
exactly what he needed.
*
Tomi”s body still vibrated from the aftereffects of the two orgasms she”d already had.
Yet as much as she enjoyed her experience with Tracee, it wasn”t enough. She needed more,
she needed…them. Her body craved her fiancé, who loved her more deeply than she ever
imagined being loved, and their new lover, who pleasured her more completely than she”d
ever experienced. During the last few days, the two of them had given her more joy, more
happiness, than she thought possible.
She reached Linc first. Her mouth traveled up the calves of his legs and over his inner
thighs, her tongue licked a line to his balls and up his shaft. Her lips closed over the crown
and
