by Kori Roberts
Linc looked up as Tomi walked onto the deck wearing a bikini top and low-slung cutoff
shorts, a smile curving her lips and her unruly curls gently blowing in the light wind. She
had a seat next to him, and Mitch flanked his other side on the U-shaped, bench-style seat.
“You know,” she began, “when you said you were going to take us on a boat ride, I had
no idea you meant something like this.” Her arm gestured around the boat.
“I can see your point.” Linc looked around as well. Referring to it as a boat did seem
like a bit of an understatement. The forty-foot catamaran easily held fifty people and
included all the comforts of home.
It was more than just a boat for Pedro as well. It was how he earned a living. He”d
invested all of his money — and some of Linc”s as well — into purchasing this boat to start a
chartered tours business. It turned out to be the best investment Pedro could have made. The
boat had more than paid for itself within a few years.
“This is a great boat, man,” Mitch said to Pedro, who walked onto the deck carrying a
bottle of wine and several glasses.
“Thanks.” Pedro set the glasses down on the built-in table. “It”s my baby. My pride and
joy.” The look on his face confirmed his words.
“Hey, I thought that was me,” Tracee joked as she joined them on deck carrying a tray
of food in her hands.
Pedro took the tray from her and set it on the table. “Of course you are.” His voice was
soothing as he pulled her into his arms, whispering, “Sabes te amo,” before giving her a kiss.
“That”s more like it.” A smile spread across her pretty face when Pedro finally let her
up for air. Tracee pushed a colorful pillow to the side and had a seat on the bench across from
them as Pedro poured the wine.
“You make a very nice couple,” Tomi commented, accepting the glass Pedro held out to
her. “How did you meet?”
“I stole her from Linc.” Pedro winked at her.
Linc laughed hard. “I think that”s stretching it a bit, but hey, whatever helps you sleep
at night.” He looked at Tomi. “Tracee and I dated for a while before she met Pedro,” he
explained.
“Speaking of couples,” Tracee spoke up, “Pedro told me that the two of you were
gorgeous, but I didn”t expect for you both to be so perfect. I can see why Linc likes you so
much. He has a weakness for beautiful women” — her gazed shifted to Mitch — “and men.”
To Linc, she said, “I definitely approve.”
Linc groaned and shook his head. He could always count on Tracee to say exactly what
was on her mind. Thankfully, Tomi and Mitch didn”t seem to mind, judging from their soft
laughter. “That would explain why he dated you,” Tomi told her. “You remind me of my last
girlfriend. She was so full of energy and had a great personality.” Tomi looked at her
appreciatively. “Physically, she was nowhere near as beautiful as you.”
“Thanks.” Tracee smiled. “That”s a huge compliment coming from someone who looks
like you.”
“No problem.” Tomi shrugged. “Although, I”m only stating what”s obvious.”
“I agree,” Mitch added. “When it comes to looks, Tracee, you have absolutely no reason
to worry.” Mitch looked at Pedro, who sat next to Tracee. “And you should consider yourself
very lucky to have her.”
Pedro put his arm around Tracee and placed a kiss to her temple. “Trust me, mi amigo.
I do.”
“So I hear that you”re a professor,” Tracee said to Tomi, who nodded.
“That”s really cool. I did a couple of years at the University of Miami before I came
back home. I thought about finishing up my degree here at the University of Puerto Rico,
but I can”t seem to find the time.” She looked slightly sheepish. “Besides, I love what I do for
a living.”
Tomi smiled understandingly. “A college degree is great, but it can”t replace doing
something that you”re passionate about. It sounds to me like you”ve already found your
passion.”
“What kind of work do you do?” Mitch asked.
Tracee practically beamed. “I”m a massage therapist. I work in a couple of spas at some
of the larger hotels in San Juan.”
“I love massages,” Tomi said. “It”s been way too long since I had one.”
“Oh, I highly recommend them — and not just because I do them,” Tracee added. “As
far as I”m concerned, massages are one of the best forms of therapy in the world.” “I think you”re right about that,” Mitch told her. “I encourage all the people who I train
to get regular massages. It”s great for loosening sore muscles, especially after a hard workout.”
“What kind do you specialize in?” Tomi asked.
“I do just about all of them, but my favorites are the Deep Tissue and the Trigger Point
massages.”
“If you ask me,” Pedro chimed in, looking at Tracee, “nothing compares to your Tantric
massages.”
Linc had to agree with that. He was well familiar with Tracee”s Tantric massages. He”d
experienced them on several occasions — before and after she”d started dating Pedro — and
he could attest to just how incredible they were. He felt his cock start to swell at the mere
thought of one of those sessions with Tracee.
“Isn”t that the sensual massage?” Tomi asked.
“Yes, but it”s a lot more than that,” Tracee told her. “If it”s done right, a Tantric massage
can be the most pleasurable nonsexual experience of your life.”
“Wow.” Tomi laughed. “When you put it that way, I”ll definitely have to make sure to
have one.”
“If you”d like, I”ll give you one before you leave,” Tracee offered. “Trust me; it”s like
nothing you”ve ever felt before.”
“What about right now?” Tomi asked and then hesitated. “That is, if you wouldn”t
mind.”
“Would I mind the chance to touch you for the next thirty minutes? Are you kidding
me?” Tracee”s sultry laughter rang out. “I”d love to.” She stood up and looked at Tomi. “We
both have to be completely undressed. Are you okay with that?”
“I don”t think that will be a problem.” Tomi smiled, her voice sounding soft, sexy.
Tracee returned her smile. “Good. Let me grab some towels and oil, and I”ll be right
back.” As Tracee disappeared inside the boat, Linc took a moment to survey the surrounding
waters, feeling satisfied that they were far enough away from other boats to have privacy.
The lights of the nearest boat appeared to be several hundred yards away, making it next to
impossible for the occupants to see the activities that were about to happen on their boat.
Tracee returned several minutes later, carrying a stack of towels and a bottle filled with
liquid. Linc sat transfixed, outwardly trying to hide his arousal and excitement as Tomi and
Tracee made quick work of stripping off their clothes. He looked at Pedro, then Mitch. From
the looks on their faces, it was obvious that Linc wasn”t the only one affected by the sight in
front of them.
Physically, Tracee and Tomi were as different as they were beautiful. Tracee, the taller
of the two, had full, naturally large breasts and pleasing curves with long black hair that
hung to the middle of her back. Tomi sto
od a few inches shorter with her perfectly
proportioned hourglass frame.
He”d been with both of them sexually, knew the pleasure they were capable of giving.
As enjoyable as sex had been with Tracee, Linc would be the first to admit that no woman
had ever made him feel like Tomi.
Tracee arranged a towel and pillows on the deck and positioned Tomi so that she lay on
her back with a pillow under her hips, her legs spread apart, and her knees slightly bent. The
built-in lights overhead provided Linc with a clear view of her exposed pussy, the folds
already wet as she waited for the massage.
“Just relax,” she encouraged Tomi. “Take slow, deep breaths.” Tomi closed her eyes,
and her chest began to rise and fall steadily as she did what Tracee instructed. “That”s good,”
Tracee said softly as she began. “This particular massage is called the Yoni massage.” Her
hands moved slowly over Tomi”s body as she spoke. “The word yoni means sacred space. It”s
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 moved downward, taking him all the way to the back of her throat, holding him there,
swallowing several times around his thickness before releasing him and repeating the entire
movement over again. “Oh, Dios, sí. Se siente bien.” Linc”s he
ad fell back, his throat worked as he whispered
words of praise.
As she sucked Linc, Tomi wrapped a hand around Mitch”s dick, working his shaft just
how he liked it, taking him from half-erect to fully hard in seconds. She switched then,
giving Mitch the same treatment that she”d given Linc, moaning at the familiar and welcome
taste of him that mixed with the new but equally pleasing flavor of Linc.
Her body began to tremble; the need to have them fill more than just her mouth was
great. Mitch seemed to sense her urgency, always so attuned to what she needed, when she
needed it. He eased from between her lips and positioned himself behind her, pushing in
deep as Tomi”s mouth closed over Linc”s cock again. The sounds of Tracee and Pedro”s
lovemaking provided the background music as they fucked her deep, turning the blaze inside
her to an all-out inferno that raced through her, setting her body, her soul on fire.
As her latest orgasm flowed through her, she felt Mitch behind her, pumping hard, his
fingers clenching convulsively on her hips. “Tomi…love you.” His voice shook, his body
shuddered, and he exploded, filling her with his heat.
Linc”s fingers wrapped in her hair, holding her head steady, pumping in and out of her
mouth, his frantic movements signaling how close he was to release.
“Dios, Tomi, gonna come.” He tried to warn her, tried to pull her head away, but she
wouldn”t let him, quickening her pace instead, her mouth demanding he give her everything
he had.
Linc didn”t disappoint as a yell burst from his lips, and he filled her mouth with his
cum. The taste of it was just like him, strong and spicy with sweet undertones. He leaned
against the seat, panting. His dick slid from her mouth, and Tomi sat back on her legs. Mitch
wrapped his arms around her. He lifted her face toward his, covered her lips with his, and
kissed her hard, as if he were searching out Linc”s flavor. Their lips slowly parted, and Tomi felt herself rising as Linc lifted her from the deck
and onto the bench next to him. Mitch sat on her other side, allowing her to snuggle
between the two of them. She looked across the boat at Pedro and Tracee, who sat in a
similar fashion, watching them with smiles on their faces.
