6 comments/ 41509 views/ 22 favorites That's the One By: eroslit Brad felt his heart pound as he stared at the photo. After seeing so many faces and bodies of so many women, it was an incredible feeling to actually find the 'perfect' one. "That's her! That's the one," he exclaimed. Sitting next to him, Jim smiled. "I can't believe it. Eileen is my favorite. But the guys all seem to pass on her because she's not busty enough." "But that's what I want," Brad said with enthusiasm. "About thirty, thin, average tits and ass and fucking sexy as hell." He turned the page to see a couple more photos of her in various outfits and poses. Eileen looked like she could have come straight from the Hollywood set of an Irish movie. Faint freckles dotted her face. A tint of burgundy mixed in with her brown hair. She was an adult with a touch of innocence. "That's the one." "She's available," Jim said, taking notes as they spoke. "Let me get the paperwork and you'll be all set." Jim ran an escort service, specializing in women who accompanied men, or other women, on business trips and vacations. In this case, Brad was going on a cruise. Jim would arrange for Eileen to meet up with him on the cruise ship and the rest would be up to Brad. Jim WAS happy for Eileen, who rarely had this type of an opportunity for a week-long cruise with a class guy. He considered her sophisticated and elegant, but her girl-next-door body made her a less attractive pick for most men looking for the otherwise unattainable woman. Brad was a good-looking forty two year old corporate executive who preferred going to his old friend Jim for a no-strings-attached week of companionship and sex with a woman he could trust, as long as she agreed to all 'terms and conditions.' Primarily, that meant do what Brad, the client, told her to do. Little did Brad know that Eileen was capable of far more than that. ### Eileen could barely contain herself when she got the text from Jim about her 'assignment.' "A cruise. A fucking week-long Caribbean cruise!" Eileen shouted. She was alone in her condo, but that didn't matter. Jim had told her this was a perfect guy for her and he loved her photos. She rolled off the couch and jumped in the air like a kid at Christmas. "Finally," she said. "I'll make this guy the happiest man on the face of the Earth if it kills me. I'll fuck him until his cock falls off if he wants." She skipped down the hall and into her bedroom, anxious to pack enough clothes for a week of sun, sand, and sex. ### A long time ago, Brad quit beating himself up over the fact he had to use Jim to find dates like this. In fact, he now chose to take this route every time. He decided his position in the corporate world, once it became known by the women he met, simply made him the target of money hungry bimbos. Nothing against arm candy, he told himself, but long-term relationships with such females did not excite him. Eileen excited him. For the first time on one of these vacations, he truly felt nervous. In a strange role reversal, he wondered if HE could satisfy Eileen. He laughed to himself at the thought. Still, he wondered. She looked too perfect with her flowing brown hair, tan skin, dark eyes and small, turned up nose. Her mouth was thin and sensual. Her breasts hinted at being firm and round. She never appeared nude in the photos, but he liked the way she used her body to tease him with her attributes. Her waist was small and her hips perfectly curved. Her ass was tight; her legs smooth and firm. Even without a picture before him, he felt his cock react. Eileen never got to see the man she would be with until the day they were to meet. On that morning, Jim would e-mail her a picture. All Jim told her now was that he was forty two, twelve years her elder. He said she would not be disappointed and Eileen trusted Jim completely. She filled her suitcase with the 'special' outfits she had reserved for an occasion like this, even though one had never occurred before. She held certain things in front of her as she looked in the mirror, hoping beyond hope this man would appreciate her selections. Or was he more concerned with how she looked WITHOUT them on? She smiled at that prospect, too. Brad and Eileen were to meet at a designated spot inside the Miami airport around noon of the day the cruise began. Both flights arrived on time and Eileen instantly checked her e-mail upon landing. The picture Jim promised was there. She smiled with nervous approval when she opened it and felt, at last, that the trip was really going to happen. Eileen made a quick stop at a restroom to check her hair. A quick glance in the mirror at the deep cut of her v-neck top and exposed cleavage—what little there was—convinced her she made the right choice for this first meeting. She checked the back of her shorts one time and walked out to head for baggage claim. Fifteen minutes after Eileen was in her designated spot, Brad was approaching. He recognized her instantly, even from three gates away. She was prettier than in her pictures and presented a stunning figure as she sat with her legs crossed. As often as he had met Jim's girls, the process still scared him. But never had he longed to meet somebody as much as he wanted to meet Eileen. Their eyes met. "Eileen?" "Hi, Brad." Brad reached out his hand and Eileen held it lightly. "Good flight?" he asked. "Uneventful. My kind of flight," she replied. "Ready to go, or do you need more time?" he asked. Eileen sprang to her feet. "I'm ready." The ensuing conversations while the couple traveled to the port, embarked onto the ship, and waited for their cabin to be ready persuaded both of them that their personalities matched fairly well. Indeed, Brad was not paying for Eileen's great personality, but it certainly didn't hurt. By the time the cabin was prepared for them, Brad and Eileen were comfortable enough around each other to enter their home for the next week with relative ease. "When the luggage arrives, you can have first choice on any closets and drawers," Brad said. "I'll take whatever is left over." "Oh, you don't have to do that, Brad. I won't take...," Eileen said. "No. It's alright. Take whatever you want." "Thanks," she said with a grin. "I didn't pack as much as you might expect." "How about a swimsuit?" he asked. Brad's wicked smile assured that she took it in the playful way he intended. Eileen patted her carry-on. "Right here. I thought we might have time for the pool before the luggage arrived." "Can I see it?" Eileen unzipped the bag and pulled out both pieces of the light blue bikini. She held them up for his assessment. "Put it on, please." Eileen's heart thumped rapidly. This was it; the first step. For right or wrong, so much of the success of the rest of the week rested on how she handled this moment. Eileen was prepared. She laid the bikini on the bed and turned to face Brad. With full confidence, Eileen grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up. When it cleared her head, she shook her hair back into place and tossed the shirt aside. Brad openly stared at her bare breasts, marveling in the perfection of their size and shape. Eileen gave him a second to look, then opened her shorts and gently let them slide down the top of her legs. Small, white panties covered her pussy and ass. The shorts slid down her legs and Eileen bent over to pick them up. After another short delay, she took off the panties. When she bent over again, she made sure to give Brad a complete show without being too blatant. This time she offered her body to him for a complete viewing. "Beautiful," he said softly. "Very nice." Eileen slid on the bottom of the bikini, pulling the material tight against her pussy and ass. Then she put on the top, turning her back to Brad, saying, "Tie it, please." Brad eagerly complied, glad to see that Eileen had the self-assurance to ask him to do it. He let his fingers slide down her bare arms, across her back, and down the outside of her legs. "You're very beautiful, Eileen." "Thank you. I hope I can make you happy," she answered. "Oh, I think you'll do just fine," he assured her. "Now turn around." She didn't know what to expect, but was pleasantly surprised when he took her face in his hands and kissed her. At first, it was a gentle kiss on the lips. Then their mouths opened and their tongues met. Soon, he was hugging her tight and the kiss was passionate. Immediately, Eileen felt the stiffness of Brad's cock against her body. She sighed at the suddenness of the embrace. "It's going to be a fun week," Brad said when they separated. Eileen grinned. "I think so, too." It wasn't a total coincidence that her hand was lingering on the outline of his cock when she said it. But she got the impression this was not going to be their first sexual encounter. Brad alone would determine when that occurred. "Want to head for the pool now?" Brad asked her. "Sure. Let me get a shirt out," Eileen said, digging in her carry-on for the top that went over her bikini. Once that was on, they were ready and the couple spent more than an hour sitting at the pool talking and drinking sodas. Brad apologized to Eileen for making her go on a cruise with somebody who didn't drink much, but it suited Eileen perfectly fine. She'd had more than her share of bad experiences with drunks. If Brad treated her well, she didn't care what else he did. They each learned a little about the person they would be with for a week, but neither divulged any secrets they didn't want out. Eileen admitted to being divorced and a former flight attendant. Brad told her he was engaged once, but it broke off at her request. Ever since, he was married to his job. They talked briefly about what shore excursions they might want to sign up for, but Eileen deferred to Brad. He half-joked about a clothing optional beach he knew about and Eileen enthusiastically agreed to 'try anything once.' Brad promised to find out if she really meant it. When they returned to the cabin, the luggage was waiting. Brad tossed Eileen's suitcase onto the bed and put his own on the couch. When he turned around, Eileen was standing close to him in her bikini, having taken off her shirt. "Maybe I should start practicing going topless for that beach," she said. Brad didn't press his luck by telling her that clothing optional meant nude. Instead, he said, "I'd like that." Eileen leisurely untied her bikini top and pulled it off. With a mischievous look over her shoulder, she walked back over to the bed and began unpacking. The next several minutes were ecstasy for Brad as they unpacked, often brushing against one another while they moved about the cramped cabin. The only interruption was a knock on the door which caused Eileen to make a hasty retreat into the bathroom. Brad spent a minute or two being greeted by the room attendant, after which he announced to Eileen it was safe to come out. A moment later, Eileen's empty suitcase was under the bed. Then Brad watched her fall onto her back on the bed, reaching out to him with her arms. "Come here and do that thing with your tongue again," she begged him. The sight of her spread out on the bed, topless, was too much for him to resist. He climbed on top of her and started a long, hard kiss. She wrapped her legs around him for the first of many times in the coming days. Brad ran his fingers through her flowing hair and ground his erection into her stomach. "Lick my tits, Brad. Suck on them," Eileen pleaded. "Not until you undress me, Eileen. I need to feel your skin on mine." She tried not to act like a crazed teenager having her first sexual experience. Eileen took off Brad's shirt and spent a minute playing with his chest and nipples. Then she rolled onto her side and began taking off his shorts. He wore boxers and Eileen rubbed his hard cock through the material before reaching inside and wrapping her fingers around his cock. Eventually, the boxers came off, too. Brad was on his back. Eileen slid up his body, more than complying with his request for their skin to touch. She ran her tits over his cock and didn't stop until they hung just inches above his face. "Now?" she asked. Brad reached up and put both hands around her tits. Eileen leaned down and allowed one of the nipples to enter his mouth. After a couple licks, Brad sucked on as much of the tit as he could, lightly biting the nipple. "Oh my God. Yes!" Eileen sighed. Brad's zeal increased with each passing second until he was sucking on one tit, then the other, with intensity that excited Eileen like never before. Any questions either of them had about their compatibility in bed were quickly being answered. But Eileen's job wasn't just to get Brad hard. Eileen kissed her way down his body until coming to the stiff cock she passed earlier. This time it would be her tongue that slithered across the warm skin. She licked him several times before kissing the tip of the cock and then inserting it inside her mouth. Eileen clamped her lips around it and began a prolonged, sensual blowjob that Brad wished would never end. She used her hand, tongue, and lips to make contact with every inch of the erection while Brad watched her breasts roll along with the bobbing of her head. Eileen tucked her hair behind her ears and sucked on the cock until she knew he was almost ready to cum. Brad's muscles contracted in anticipation of his orgasm. He clutched at the bed covers. Then he put his hands on the back of her head and told her, "Now, Eileen. Now!" A drop of precum was the only other warning she had. Immediately afterwards, at the same time as his loudest groan, a shot of cum hit the back of her throat. More cum followed and she struggled to swallow it all. Brad thrust his hips up, grunted louder, and deposited the rest of his cum in her mouth. Through it all, Eileen attempted to suck him dry. Finally, he had to tell her, "That's all, Eileen. God that was good." She crawled back up to his face and they kissed and rolled on the bed. Brad's hands slid inside the bottom of her bikini and clutched at the soft skin of her ass. He rolled on top of her. "Tonight we'll fuck until I make you scream," he said. "Oh my!" she replied. "We have to wait?" Brad laughed. "Yes. But in return you get to choose how we do it." She smiled. "You know what I'll be thinking about at dinner." ### Eileen did her best to keep Brad's mind on sex by wearing a summery dress to dinner. The top criss-crossed her chest, leaving plenty of opportunity for sideways glimpses of her breasts, and the hem stopped well above her knees. Brad was more than proud to have her by his side. They shared a table with two other couples, one of which immediately caught the eyes of both Brad and Eileen. Their names were Jill and Evan, and it wasn't Evan that attracted their attention. In fact, he was singularly unfriendly and aloof. But Jill was radiant in a colorful, tropical patterned blouse. Between the plentiful opening she left at the top and the gentle flow of the fabric across her breasts, it seemed certain to Brad she did not wear a bra. His kind of woman, and her personality matched her outfit. Even Eileen was tuned into her as the discussions continued during the meal. Eileen guessed Jill's age to be around forty five, give or take a couple years. As time went on, she didn't know if Jill was more interested in her or Brad. Either way, she could sense Brad's awareness of Jill growing beyond her nice body. Eileen began to consider the various ways to exploit this unexpected meeting. She put the first plan in motion when she and Brad returned to the cabin after the dinner and a brief stop at a lounge. Eileen walked out onto the balcony and allowed the warm air to flow through her hair and across her body. It was pitch dark as the ship carved its way through the smooth water. She leaned on the railing just enough to look left and right, making sure nobody else was in sight. Brad watched from just inside the cabin, mainly paying attention to the effect the wind had on the bottom of Eileen's short dress. Whether Eileen intended it or not, she was tempting him almost as much as the strip she performed in the afternoon. Of course, she DID intend exactly that and it worked. Brad joined her on the balcony and pressed his body against hers, wrapping his arms around her waist. "This is my choice," Eileen said over her shoulder. "I want to have sex on this balcony." "With me?" Brad asked with a grin. "Of course with you. You can pretend I'm Jill if you want." Brad chuckled. "What makes you think I'd do that?" Eileen felt his hands approaching her breasts. "Because I saw how you looked at her. You'd probably give anything to trade my tits for hers." Brad reached inside one side of her dress and wrapped his fingers around her tit. He pulled on the nipple and felt her body react under him. "Nope. I want yours," he said. It had been a long day for Eileen, filled with a little fright at first, then excitement, some sexual build-up that never got released in the afternoon, and finally the meeting of Jill. Now she wanted nothing more than Brad's thick cock inside her cunt so she could have an orgasm, or two, and get on with the night. Brad, however, was in the mood for foreplay in the darkness of the balcony. He kneaded both of Eileen's breasts, never letting the dress actually fall off her shoulders. As her nipples hardened, so did his cock. The more she pressed back against his body, the more he pushed his erection into her ass. As silently as possible, they teased each other until sex was impossible to delay. Brad used one hand to reach under the bottom of her dress and find the cheeks of her ass. All he felt was skin at first, until he realized she wore only a thong. His fingers had to search inside and above her crack to find the thinnest string. "You ARE nasty," Brad told her. Eileen giggled and felt her dress being lifted. When Brad finally had a view of her luscious ass, he understood how easy this would be. He cupped both cheeks in his hands and squeezed them gently. With the dress securely lying on top of Eileen's ass, Brad unzipped his pants and took out his cock. He let it rest in her crack, slowly sliding it up and down. Both of them enjoyed the sensation, knowing that the best was yet to come. Then Brad reached around and put a hand on top of Eileen's pussy. He pushed in on the thong and used it to rub her clit. Eileen stifled a moan, but it was obvious she was very excited. Brad's fingers moved inside the thong, collected the moisture from her cunt, and used it to directly rub her clit. "Damn it, Brad. Fuck me before I go crazy." Brad pulled the thong aside. "Spread your legs," he told her. Eileen eagerly complied and Brad put his cock at the entrance to her pussy. With his hands resting on her hips, Brad gradually pushed the head of his cock inside her hole. Eileen was wet, making the rest of the trip very easy. Brad inserted the cock until he slapped against her bare ass. He heard Eileen whimper with consent when he started to fuck her faster and harder. The only other sounds were the wind and the wake created by the ship. They seemed to be in their own world, in spite of the very public nature of the setting. Brad continued to grope Eileen's tits, sometimes directly on the skin and sometimes through her dress. She didn't seem to care how it happened, as long as he kept it up. Five minutes passed blissfully. Even though Brad was the one paying for the experience, he always preferred to wait for his companion to cum first. Usually he was able to hold out. And this time he had little trouble outlasting the very horny Eileen. Her increased volume and frequency of moans told him she was close. That's the One All of a sudden, he felt her little body convulse in a series of shudders, each one accompanied by a distinctive sound that is only heard when a woman cums. Eileen lowered her head onto the top of her hands and resisted the real need to cry out with joy. Brad squeezed a nipple with one hand and a new wave of orgasms overtook her. Somewhere in the middle of the last wave, Brad started to cum. Eileen recognized it when he thrust his cock into her, stopped for a moment, grunted loudly and then rammed his cock in again, this time unloading the first of many shots of cum inside her pussy. It seemed to Eileen that Brad was intent on shoving her over the railing, but she clung with clenched fists and accepted everything he had. Eventually, his thrusts lessened in intensity and she felt him collapse on top of her ass. "Wow," she muttered. "Good choice," Brad said after catching his breath. He felt her pussy constrict around his cock just like her mouth had done earlier in the day. He groaned and slowly withdrew it. "Ahhh, can I have more later?" she asked. "Only if you promise to sleep naked." Eileen turned to face him, fixing her dress in the process. She kissed him and said, "Let's go." ### Brad woke up in the middle of the night with his arm draped across Eileen's nude body. For a few seconds, he was able to run his fingers over her hip and ass. As she awoke, he enjoyed the smooth perfection of her skin. He caressed her thigh before moving up to her stomach and, finally, her breasts. She allowed him access to every inch of her body. His intention was not sexual. Brad simply wanted to appreciate what he had. He had seen her and had her, but now he studied her body with his hands...and he liked everything he learned. Afterwards, Eileen returned the favor. She stroked his arms and felt the gentle bulge of his muscles. Brad was easily the most athletic man she'd been with, although nothing bordering on body-builder material. There wasn't a single ounce of fat on his body and she proved it over the remainder of the night by constantly snuggling against him and holding him closely. By morning they had slept just enough to be rested and fondled each other just enough to be horny. Brad was the first to get up. He rolled out of the bed and trudged into the bathroom, which he considered large by cruise ship standards. The shower was actually big enough to stand AND turn around in without doing permanent damage to any body parts. He turned on the water and got ready to step in. Just then, the door opened and Eileen walked in. "Should I close the curtain behind me?" he asked. "Can't I join you?" He grinned and said, "Think we'll fit?" "Let's find out," she answered. Brad stepped in first, followed closely by Eileen. And close was the key word. Now the shower seemed far less spacious, but the advantages were obvious. The couple embraced and began a long, fervent kiss. They held each other and talked about how nice it was to sleep together. Water poured over them and each passing second added to the sensuality of the moment. With their bodies in constant contact, Brad soon began to feel his cock react. But he had a different desire that he almost acted upon during the night. Now was the perfect time. He kissed Eileen down to her tits, lingering there enough to stiffen her nipples with his tongue. Then he continued on his path, passed her navel and stomach to the top of her pussy. As he kneeled in front of her, Eileen comprehended what his goal was. "Brad, you don't have to..." "Shhhhh. Just enjoy this," he told her. His hands were flat against her ass when his mouth first made contact with her clit. Eileen gasped. Brad kissed the area, licked it twice, and then put the already budding nub between his lips. For the next couple minutes, he drove her crazy with assault after assault with his mouth and tongue. Water added to the intense sensations and Eileen found herself having to lean back against the wall of the shower to maintain her balance. Brad pulled her pussy closer and his angle improved the more Eileen leaned back. He ate her for a little while longer, and then moved down. Quickly, his mouth found the hole it was after and he began fucking her with his tongue. "Oh my God, Brad. Don't ever stop." He had no intention of doing that until she came. And this time she could make as much noise as she wanted. His tongue sought out every sensitive spot it could find and Eileen jerked each time he hit one. She relied on him to hold her up as the orgasm approached and her ability to stand faded. Brad stabbed her with his tongue, licked her pussy and clit, ate her with his lips, and generally did everything she could have possibly asked for. He tasted her juices and smelled her sex, even with the torrent of water continuing to flow over them. His own urges grew to the point where he dug his fingers into her ass without realizing it. She shrieked with delight and begged him to keep going. It only took a handful of seconds for Eileen to feel her orgasm begin. She slapped her hands against the wet wall of the shower and stifled a scream. Then her body exploded in a series of quakes that caused her to cry out with delight. Brad never let his mouth leave her clit the entire time she came. Only when she squirmed in desperate attempts to escape did he back off. Brad stood and took her into his arms under the shower. ### 'I've got to find a way to pay him back,' Eileen thought to herself as she sat by the pool in the early afternoon sun. Just thinking about the episode in the shower caused her pussy to tingle and get wet. Eileen felt as though she was more than an escort for Brad now. She felt obligated to do something special for him. She looked across the pool area and noticed a woman laying a towel along the length of her lounge chair. At first it was just the woman's cute ass that caught Eileen's attention. Then she thought she recognized the figure. Eileen pulled her sunglasses down for a better view. Yes. It WAS Jill. Eileen watched Jill stretch out on the chair in her conservative, yet flattering, two piece bathing suit. Instantly, a plan formulated in Eileen's mind. Another minute or two of preparation convinced her she would approach their dinner companion and take a chance. Jill didn't see Eileen approaching and was surprised to feel a hand on her shoulder. "Eileen. Hi," Jill said after looking up. "Hi, Jill. Was it hard finding an empty chair?" Jill smiled. "Yeah. A little. That's to be expected on these days when we don't stop at a port." "I know," Eileen said. "Where's Evan?" "Oh, I'm sure he found a bar somewhere. I won't see him the rest of the afternoon," Jill said with apparent disregard. Eileen silently rejoiced that her plan might still work. "Well, I'm right on the other side of the pool," she said. "If you want to get a snack together later, just come get me." "I will," Jill said. "Thanks for offering." "No problem. See you later," Eileen said, turning to walk away. Jill never took her eyes off the young woman until she was almost back to her chair. 'Now THAT would be a nice snack,' she contemplated. Almost ninety minutes passed and Eileen was concerned Jill wouldn't take her up on her offer. Then Eileen saw Jill stand, stretch, and gather up her belongings. Was she going back to her cabin? Eileen stared at her as if her gaze alone would bring her over. Then Jill was walking her way. Eileen's pulse quickened. They made eye contact and Jill smiled. "Still want that snack?" Jill asked. "Sure." Eileen tried to sound as composed as possible. "Let me get my stuff." Soon, the pair was ready to leave. "Mind if we stop off at my cabin first?" Jill asked. "Not at all," Eileen assured her. "No use carrying these bags all around," Jill said. "As long as you don't mind a messy cabin." "You're on vacation. It's alright." In fact, Jill and Evan's cabin was far neater than Eileen and Brad's. Eileen even found room on the couch to sit down while Jill pulled items out of her beach bag. "Are you having a good trip so far?" Jill asked. "Great," Eileen said enthusiastically. "I'm afraid it will go past too fast." "They always do," Jill answered, strolling closer to the couch. "I like your cover-up, by the way." Both women had put on swimsuit covers that buttoned down the front. Eileen's was especially colorful. "Oh, thanks. You, too." "Ready?" Jill said. Eileen stood up, but Jill gave no indication of heading for the door. Instead, her eyes traveled completely down Eileen's body and back up...slowly. "What sounds good?" Jill asked. "I don't care," Eileen said softly. She felt frozen in place. Jill reached out and put a hand on the outside of Eileen's arm. She ran her fingers down the arm, until it passed the end of the sleeve on the cover-up and onto Eileen's bare skin. They looked at each other. "Or we can stay here?" Jill suggested. Before Eileen could answer, Jill was opening the top button of Eileen's shirt. With no indication of protest from Eileen, Jill unbuttoned the remaining two. Eileen's original plan was to try to offer Jill as a 'gift' to Brad. Now it seemed Jill was more interested in HER. Eileen's mind spun with options, one of which was allowing Jill to continue her aggressive teasing. Jill didn't wait for consent. She pulled the flimsy top off Eileen's shoulders and let it fall on the couch. "You are VERY pretty, Eileen. Can I kiss you?" All Eileen could do was nod and watch Jill lean closer. It had been a long, long time since Eileen kissed another woman and that was just part of her job. This was going to be different. Their lips touched lightly and quickly parted. Jill moved closer. They kissed again and this time it lasted long enough for their mouths to open and their tongues to meet. Jill's hands roamed the sides of Eileen's body, slowly but surely working their way around to her chest. Just as Jill's fingers hit the outside of Eileen's breasts, the kiss ended. No words were spoken as Jill ran her fingertips along the inner edge of Eileen's bikini, upward across her breasts, and then back down. Finally, Eileen said in a near whisper, "What about Evan?" "Trust me, he won't be back for a long time," Jill said, never lifting her eyes from Eileen's chest. When she did look up, they kissed again, their bodies now in full contact with each other. Touches became a firm embrace and the kiss was accompanied by soft moans. Eileen nearly ripped open the buttons of Jill's shirt and yanked it off, never stopping the kiss. They hugged some more and pressed their tits and pussies together. Jill's hand slid inside the back of Eileen's bikini onto her ass. She pulled Eileen even closer to her. "I want you, Eileen. I want you NOW," Jill sighed. "Quickly," Eileen told her. "Then I have a proposal." Jill was too excited to ask any questions. She found the tie at the back of Eileen's bikini top, pulled it open, and lifted the top over Eileen's head. Jill's hands immediately swathed the exposed tits in loving caresses and firmer grips of passion. Eileen watched Jill place her lips on a nipple, lick it, and then take a large portion of the tit in her mouth. Now Eileen remembered; the tenderness with which another woman could suck on a tit and manipulate the nipple like no man could. Her entire body shuddered as Jill moved from one tit to the other. Eileen instinctively reached out for Jill's own chest and clutched at the bikini-covered breasts. Jill did the honor of taking off her top. With a smile of appreciation, Eileen took her back into her arms and they kissed while rubbing together with pleasure. Eileen's hand managed to squeeze between them and find its way onto Jill's pussy. She pressed the material of the bikini against Jill's skin, feeling the moisture soak through. "I want to make you cum," Eileen said. "But what's your proposal?" Jill finally asked. Eileen continued rubbing Jill's clit and listened to her groan. "I want you to meet me and Brad in our cabin." Jill took a deep breath. "And I want you to have sex with Brad." The hush that followed scared Eileen. Then Jill said, "My God, Eileen. And I was spending all my time trying to figure out how to make that happen. Of course I'll do it." Eileen giggled and dropped to her knees. Jill was naked in a matter of seconds and Eileen was licking her way up the inside of Jill's thigh with one goal in mind—the clit she was rubbing a moment ago. Eileen slid her tongue across Jill's pussy, gathering sweet juices along the way. When she reached the clit, she spent considerable time simply licking it and making sure Jill was more than ready for the final stage. "Quit teasing and fucking eat me," Jill demanded. With a big smile, Eileen complied. Just as Brad had done to her earlier in the day, Eileen put Jill's clit in her mouth and started to lick it. She held her new friend by the ass and buried her face against Jill's warm skin. Jill spread her legs to help steady herself and give Eileen better access. Both proved successful. Jill rested her hand on top of Eileen's head, applying just enough pressure to assure Eileen wouldn't lose contact with the clit. Jill's free hand began playing with one of her nipples. That was enough to put her on the brink of an orgasm. "Yessssss, Eileen. Yes! Oh God." Eileen put more force behind her tongue and pulled on the clit with her lips. "Fuck, yes! I'm...I'm...oh my God!" Jill had to lean on the head between her legs to prevent her legs from completely buckling under the intensity of her orgasm. She cried out as one orgasm ended and another began. Twice more she moaned with bliss as orgasms came and went. A trickle of juices flowed down her thigh, past Eileen's already damp chin. Neither of the women could have cared less if Evan had walked into the cabin. They were lost in their lust for each other. When it was over, Jill dragged a laughing Eileen with her as they fell onto the bed. They kissed and interlocked their legs. Eileen was thrilled to feel Jill's warm fluid on her own thigh. "That was incredible," Jill exclaimed. "I'll do anything you fucking want." "I'll set it up," Eileen said with satisfaction. ### Brad never did understand why women had to go to the restroom together during meals, but he didn't think twice about Jill and Eileen doing it during dinner. The last thing he imagined was the fact the discussion they had would benefit him so much in just a few hours. Not even the smiles on their faces when they returned gave away their secret. But close to eleven that night, when Brad and Eileen were alone in their cabin and a knock on the door interrupted their snuggling on the couch, everything came together. Eileen acted suitably surprised to find Jill in the hallway and then invited her in. Brad couldn't help but stare at the extremely tight and low cut top that Jill wore. Her shorts were a little more conservative, but still allowed a pleasant inspection of her ass. Brad's erection, initiated by Eileen on the couch, only grew stiffer as Jill got closer. "Hi, Brad," Jill said. "Eileen told me at dinner that it would be OK to stop in later if I wanted. Hope you don't mind." "Not at all," Brad said. Jill's eyes were on his crotch. "Sorry if I interrupted anything..." "Don't be silly," Eileen said, putting her arm around Jill's back. "Have a seat." Eileen plopped down on the end of the bed and watched Jill sit next to Brad on the couch. Brad looked at Eileen with suspicion, but only got a wide grin in return. Both Brad and Eileen had changed into more comfortable clothes at Eileen's urging, and Brad was now very grateful. His attention turned back to Jill. "Just roaming the hallways?" Brad asked her in jest. Jill giggled. "Yes. And just happened upon the cabin of my favorite beautiful couple. I was hoping I'd catch you naked in bed, but I guess I got here too early." "Guess so. Want a drink?" Brad asked. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" "For some reason I think you don't need to get drunk to have a good time," Brad said. Jill smiled and looked at Eileen. "Is he safe to be around after you've had a few drinks?" "He's never safe to be around," Eileen replied. Jill raised her eyebrows and returned her gaze to Brad. "My kind of man. OK. I'll take a drink. Besides, it will give me another chance to look at your cute ass." Brad made sure she got her wish as he moved to the table containing the ice bucket and wine bottle. He poured all three of them a small glass and returned to his spot on the couch. "Cheers," Jill said, offering her glass to Brad for a toast. "Cheers." Their eyes never left each other as they sipped. Brad was the first to flinch with a quick peek at her breasts. "So," he said, leaning back, "When was the last time you actually caught a couple naked in bed?" "Never. It's just a fantasy of mine." Brad paused. Eileen was obviously going to let him run this conversation. "Tell me about it." Jill pivoted so she faced him almost directly. Her look was serious and thoughtful. "I think the idea of two women sharing one man in bed is the sexiest thing I can imagine. Taking turns. One sucking his cock while the other lets him do whatever he wants with her body. Trading places. Getting him harder and harder." And he was. Brad knew he would have to move his cock soon if she kept it up. "Would the two women let him watch them?" he asked. "He would have no choice," Jill continued. "The women would be so horny they would be all over each other. Sucking tits and touching each other and feeling the moisture collecting in their pussies. They would kiss and hold each other on top of him and demand that he pay attention." "Fuck," Brad said, grabbing his cock and giving it the room it needed inside his shorts. Jill smiled wide and leaned towards him. Her tits pressed against her shirt. "Then they would service him some more until it was time." Her hand reached out and landed on top of his leg. It slid to his thigh and under the leg of his shorts. Brad didn't budge as Jill came closer and closer to his rock hard cock. "Time for what?" he said. The first contact of her fingers on his cock made it jerk. Jill gently reached higher and finally had it in her grasp. "For whatever he wanted." She barely had enough room to slide her hand up and down the shaft. Still, she could feel the heat it was generating as it pulsed in her palm. "He would probably want more than a hand job," Brad said. "Tell me, then." "He would want one of them to let him slide his cock inside her wet cunt and fuck her," he said. Jill gripped him a little harder and waited a few seconds. "That would be nice. I hope I'm first." Jill was too engrossed in Brad to notice Eileen approaching her from behind. Eileen wrapped her arms around Jill and placed her hands just under her breasts. Jill never took her hand off Brad's cock as Eileen began to move up and gently massage Jill's tits through her shirt. Brad watched the large, but firm, breasts roll back and forth. The shirt was stretched and more of Jill's cleavage became visible. Brad watched Eileen pull up on the shirt and slowly lift if over Jill's tits. It was clear she wanted to remove it, so Jill let go of Brad and allowed her arms to rise so the shirt could be taken off. She smiled as Brad surveyed the lovely, topless woman in front of him. Then Eileen began a prolonged massage of Jill's tits from behind. It was a sensuous kneading and manipulation of the nipples that made Brad's cock, and Jill's nipples, much harder. "I think we should make her fantasy come true, don't you Brad?" Eileen said. "She wants to be first. Is that OK?" he replied. That's the One "As long as I'm second." Brad thought he would cum in his shorts. "Maybe we can find a way to let you cum together. Be creative." "Stand up, Jill," Eileen told her. "I can't wait any longer." Thirty seconds later, Brad was staring at Jill's naked body after Eileen finished stripping her. What came next shocked him a little. The women turned to face each other and entered into an embrace accompanied by a long, lustful kiss. Jill's hands began to wander up and down Eileen's chest, dragging Eileen's t-shirt with her and, eventually, pulling it over her head. Brad watched their tits squeeze against each other. He grabbed his cock through his shorts and stroked it while he viewed the ever-intensifying scene before him. A minute later, Jill was removing the remainder of Eileen's clothes. Brad only let go of his throbbing cock when both women approached him. "I'll take the pants, Eileen. You get the shirt," Jill said. Together, they undressed him. Brad and Eileen were kissing when he felt Jill's mouth close around the entire length of his erection. He moaned as she sucked harder and moved her lips up and down his shaft. He tried to envision what was about to happen, but knew the reality would surely be better. "Well, you made a promise to Jill," Eileen told Brad. "It's time to pay up." "Don't go anywhere," Brad replied. "Oh, I wouldn't miss it." Jill stood up and moved back to the end of the bed. Very slowly, she leaned back until she was lying down, her legs slightly spread as they hung over the edge. Brad looked at her large breasts as they settled on her chest. He stared at her pussy and the moist, pink skin below her clit. "Fuck me, Brad," Jill said in the sexiest voice he'd ever heard. Brad moved between her legs, his erection leading the way. He playfully let it rest on top of Jill's body and she used her palm to rub it against her skin. When he couldn't resist any longer, Brad placed the tip at the entrance to her cunt. Eileen looked on with delight as she watched the cock begin to disappear inside Jill's pussy. Brad was holding Jill under her thighs and the legs slowly rose and separated the deeper Brad plunged. Finally, his cock was completely wrapped in the soft warmth of Jill's pussy. Brad pulled back slightly, and then leaned into the beautiful woman on the bed and shoved his cock even deeper. "Oh fuck," Jill moaned. Brad started a slow, rhythmic fucking. "God, don't ever stop," Jill sighed. Brad watched Eileen move to the side of the bed and then crawl onto it, next to Jill. Eileen's mouth immediately dropped to Jill's tits and she began sucking on them and pushing them up with her hands. Brad fucked a little harder and faster and he felt Jill's ass voluntarily lift off the bed. He put his hands under it and held her up, hearing louder and more urgent moans from Jill as the minutes passed. The sound of Brad's cock ramming into Jill's wet cunt and his body slapping against hers filled the cabin. All three participants were adding their moans and whimpers as the sex intensified. The bed rocked and Brad had to repeatedly pull Jill closer to him to keep fucking her. The contractions of her pussy around his throbbing cock convinced him she was close. Eileen continued her attack on Jill's tits and, soon enough, Jill announced she was about to cum. Brad tried to hold off his own orgasm just long enough to allow Jill to have an orgasm. And it worked. Jill shrieked as her body stiffened and one orgasm after another flowed through her. She put a hand on her clit and rubbed it furiously as Brad's cock kept sliding in and out of her cunt. Eileen lightly bit a nipple and Jill cried out with pleasure with what little breath she had left. At that point, Brad couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his cock out of Jill. "Lean back, Eileen," he said. Both women watched intently as he began masturbating, his cock aimed directly at Jill's face, neck, and chest. Only time would tell what the ultimate target was. They didn't have to wait long. With a loud grunt, Brad held his cock in place and shot out the first long stream of white cum. It landed just above Jill's left tit and stretched over the nipple. Another groan was followed by another shot and, soon, both tits were covered with streaks of his semen. When he was done, Eileen leaned down and eagerly licked cum from Jill's chest, bringing a broad smile to Jill's face. Brad joined the women on the bed and settled in next to Jill. "Still glad you stopped in?" he asked. "Very glad. And very glad I didn't interrupt anything," Jill replied. "Will you be available all week to interrupt us some more?" Eileen asked. "Yes. And I may even have a friend or two willing to join me." Brad and Eileen looked at her with wide eyes. How much better could it get?