Sun pierces my eyelids. Venice hotel suite. Mathilde’s warm shoulder presses mine. Phone shrills. Amanda’s voice crackles. ‘Lazy lovers, I’m on the quay. Carlo lent me the yacht. Picnic at sea, swim naked.’ Mathilde stirs. Bleary-eyed. ‘Mal de mer? No swimsuit?’ Cachets for seasickness. Skinny dipping. She grins. ‘Hell yes.’ Quick showers. Down to the quay. Tourists gawk. Smartphones flash.
There it gleams. Carlo’s 25-meter white yacht. Teak superstructures varnish-shined. Sun deck sprawls around bubbling jacuzzi. Amanda atop the gangway. Lithe, tanned Venetian beauty. Sailor in crisp whites unhitches lines. Broad shoulders, perfect bronze. We slice through the crowd. ‘Permission to board?’ I call. ‘Granted, swabs,’ she laughs. Lip kisses welcome us. ‘Can’t get enough? Or just Mathilde?’ Amanda strokes her cheek. Mathilde blushes crimson. ‘I love both. She’s delectable.’
The Privilege
Slow creep from the Grand Canal. Lagoon chaos parts. Full sea swells rock us gentle. Cabins opulent. Rich woods, marble baths. Bubble tubs. Toy basket tempts. Blistered glass dildos. Geisha balls, heavy-weighted glass. Freya, blonde barmaid, pours espresso. Turquoise eyes sparkle. Perky tits erect. Bare pussy lips fine, low-slung.
Cabin privacy. Mathilde legs wide. Pussy plump, sealed tight. Glossy slit gleams. Tongue parts her. Wetness floods. Geisha balls slide deep. Vagina grips. Tongue rims anus. Plug eases in. She writhes. ‘Finish me!’ Cock thrusts her slick heat. Balls bump inside. Plug presses thin wall. She claws my ass. Legs compass-wide. Screams echo-proof. We shatter synced.
The Excess
Deck calls. Jacuzzi steams perfect. Amanda nude, mojito fizzing lime-sharp. Freya serves. Mathilde minces, pussy pulsing. Toys torment. Stops twice, rubs clit frantic. Orgasms quick. ‘Geisha balls and plug. Too much,’ she pants. Amanda smirks. ‘Freya removes the plug.’ Mathilde kneels doggy on mat. Water drips. Freya’s fingers tease. Twists cabochon slow. Mathilde arches. Freya tongues clit. Plug plunges, retreats. Balls jostle deep. Mathilde bucks. Sprays cum. Collapses quaking.
Freya kisses her tender. Passion builds. Jacuzzi edge. Amanda palms my hard cock. Finger circles her swollen clit. Freya sucks deep. Eyes lock mine. Blonde fringe sways. She mounts. Pussy engulfs. Tight, churning. Nipple twists convulse her. She grinds, cums shuddering. ‘Amanda’s secret,’ she whispers. Facesits. Tongue rims rosebud. Anus blooms. She impales ass. Velvet vise milks. Waves crash. I erupt. Drained.
Cabin forward. Door ajar. Peek: Amanda doggy-fucked by crew hunk. Browses Mathilde’s pussy. Mathilde rides massive cock anally. I feed her mouth. Lips seal gland on downthrusts. Swallows full on up. Rhythm syncs. Freya interrupts. ‘Madame served.’ Lunch exquisite. Seafood fresh, wine crisp. Transats beckon. Siesta heavy. Afternoon calm. Venice quay crowds again. Tourists envy. Stars? Just us. Secrets sealed in teak and waves.
