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                         Conflicted in Paradise
                               by Eldridge

Copyright© 2010 by Eldridge


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Description: Kelsey, Amanda, Damon, Carynne and Stacey go on vacation to the Bahamas, but amidst the setting of paradise, trouble is brewing between the young friends and lovers; trouble that might forever change their lives.

Codes: MF FF Mult cons les het bro sis group orgy oral anal mastrb squirt
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Author's foreword : All copyrights belong to me, so please don't steal it. I hate talking to lawyers.

This story is an interlude between my Conflicted series and its upcoming sequel; however, while it would certainly add to your enjoyment if you have read Conflicted, you should definitely be able to read this series on its own as well. It does serve as a spoiler for a lot of Conflicted's plot, so be warned. If you haven't read Conflicted yet, but plan on doing so, I would do that first.

As always, many thanks to stevieraygovan for his excellent editing.

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Chapter 1


Vincent was a lucky man—a fact which he readily admitted to himself quite often. He was just twenty-three years old, with little education to speak of, yet he'd somehow managed to snag himself a job in one of the most beautiful places on Earth.

Sure, being a waiter wasn't the most glamorous job imaginable, but he didn't care. He got to hang out on the aptly-named Paradise Beach in eighty-five degree weather and ten hours of sunshine per day, enjoying the cloudless skies; the white sandy beaches; the sparkling blue ocean; and the wavy palm trees while wearing shorts and a loose-fitting white shirt for his work clothes as he served drinks and surreptitiously gawked at some of the world's most beautiful women.

He knew he'd been given the job mostly because of the way he looked, since the world's elite who visited the Ocean Club tended to frown on anything but perfect people. All the staff of the Ocean Club was made up of absolutely beautiful girls as well as incredibly attractive guys, presumably to match the ambiance of the surroundings. So Vincent worked out almost religiously, making sure to keep himself in tremendous shape, as the last thing he wanted to do was to risk his job. An excellent bonus to being so in shape was that he'd gotten several invitations for sex by interested women, married or not, and even once by an adventurous couple. He'd eagerly accepted every single one of those requests.

Yes, Vincent's life was grand, and as such he was always smiling, happy and carefree. He loved being on the beach, mingling, talking and occasionally flirting with all kinds of people.

While serving a tray full of cocktails to the same group of Germans who always seemed determined to be absolutely hammered by ten o'clock in the morning, he noticed a young man coming out of the ocean and walking back across the white beach towards the rows of sunloungers. It was still early, but Vincent had seen the teenage guy go out swimming every morning at eight o'clock sharp for the past few days. The guy would stay in the water for an hour every time, continuously swimming laps while practicing several different strokes.

Vincent wasn't really interested in guys, but he had to admit the tall teenager was in incredible shape, maybe even better than his own. He pondered going swimming himself more often; working out every day did get to be a bit boring at times, and swimming might be a nice change of pace. Of course, he'd have to do so outside of his normal working hours that covered most of the day, and in the evenings there really were far more interesting things to do in Nassau besides swimming.

"Good morning, sir. Another beautiful day, isn't it?" Vincent said, smiling at the young man when he walked past.

"Hi. Yeah, it is," said the youth, returning the greeting with a somewhat gruff smile. He nodded his head at the waiter, though he didn't slow down.

Vincent stared after him with a ponderous look. The guy always seemed a bit ... distracted by something, as if he wasn't completely happy, and that really made no sense to Vincent at all. As his eyes followed the teenager back to his regular sunlounger, which was located under a palm tree in front of the row of ultra-luxury—and ultra-expensive—Ocean View Villas, Vincent couldn't help but think that, with a girl like the one who was waiting for him at his side, the guy had everything in the world to be happy about.

He had seen many, many beautiful women here in the Bahamas. Actresses, models, heiresses, and the incredibly attractive wives of many of the world's richest and most powerful men. He'd also seen many of their daughters, who themselves were just as beautiful as their mothers. Yet Vincent could not remember ever having seen a more beautiful teenage girl than the guy's obvious girlfriend.

She was American, like her boyfriend, and she was a stunning model of gorgeous perfection. She was perhaps a little shorter than Vincent really liked—he was himself six foot five, just a little taller than the guy—but everything else about her was just flawless. A truly beautiful face; a sexy, athletic body with curves that made Vincent's shorts quickly get tight if he stared at her too long; golden blonde hair that reached to about halfway down her tanned back; nice, long legs; and a perfect ass. She was truly just divine.

Vincent smiled as he saw the blonde girl get up from her sunlounger and happily hug and kiss her boyfriend. Though he had to admit he'd love to be with a girl like her, he felt no jealousy. There was no reason for him to be jealous of anyone since his life was perfect. He did harbor a small fantasy of maybe being invited by the guy and his girl to share their bed for a night, but he realized a girl like her probably wouldn't be into that kind of stuff. She just seemed too perfect to have a kinky streak, and the mere thought of a threesome would probably make her frown in distaste or even shudder in disgust.

Vincent walked over to the young couple, returning the smile the beautiful girl gave him. His eyes wandered across her amazing body for a brief second, admiring how she looked in her small, yellow bikini. "Good morning, miss!" he said with his usual, slightly exaggerated flair, relishing the fact that it just made her smile grow bigger. "Can I get you two something to drink?"

"I'll have an ice-tea, please," she said in a friendly tone. Even her voice was perfect.

"Of course. And you, sir?"

"Eh ... just a coke will be fine," the guy replied.

"No problem. I will be right back!" Vincent said. He snuck one last peek at the girl before walking back to the huge outside bar where the bartender was looking a bit bored. Eduardo usually didn't have much to do in the early hours, but seeing as how the bar was right on the beach, he never seemed to mind all that much, though.

"She is something, eh?" Eduardo said while preparing the order Vincent had given him.

"Yes, she is," Vincent agreed.

"Marco claims that the two of them really go at it at night. He says you can hear her screaming outside their villa!" Eduardo smirked at the two teenagers. "That guy's a really lucky bastard."

Somehow, Vincent found that a little offensive. "Marco is going to get his stupid ass fired one of these days. If not for peeping in on the customers, then definitely for spreading rumors about them!"

Eduardo shrugged unconcernedly, then he handed the two drinks over to Vincent. Without saying another word Vincent returned to the young couple, his eyes again drinking in the girl's beauty.

"No, it's fine now. It's been fine ever since we got here," the guy was saying, somewhat resigned. "I just have no idea why I sucked so badly."

The girl, sitting in her boyfriend's lap, looked at him with sympathy in her eyes, then she hugged him again. "I'm sorry."

"No, please, Amanda, don't say that. It's not your fault."

"I know, but I can still sympathize, right?" she said with a beautiful smile.

Vincent felt his heart flutter at the sight of that smile, even if it wasn't directed at him. "Your drinks, sir, and miss," he said, putting the coke and the ice-tea down on the little table between their two sunloungers.

"Thank you," the girl Vincent figured was called Amanda said warmly.

"You're welcome." He hesitated for a brief moment, then he asked, "Are you two alright? Is there anything else I can do for you?" He barely avoided adding 'anything at all?'

"We're fine. Damon's just upset because he swam really poorly at Nationals last week," Amanda said.

"You swam at Nationals?" Vincent asked, his eyebrows raising in surprise. "Like, the United States Swimming Championships?"

"Uh-huh," the guy named Damon said, blushing slightly.

"Wow. Congratulations, sir!"

"Thanks."

"Isn't it really hard to make it to Nationals?"

"Yeah, it is."

"So ... forgive me for saying so, but shouldn't you be happy that you made it?"

"That's what I keep saying!" Amanda grinned, softly punching her boyfriend on the shoulder.

Damon sighed. "I know, it's just..."

"What, sir? If you don't mind me asking, of course," Vincent said politely. He didn't want to push, after all—the boss would kill him for harassing a client.

"Well, I swam a 4:07 in the State championships. Then at Nationals I swam a 4:13. That's not exactly a great progression."

"Ah, I see," Vincent said diplomatically. He didn't really, but it seemed like the thing to say. "I take it you did not finish very highly then?"

"No," Damon grinned. "I came in dead last."

"I'm sorry, sir. But at least you are on this beautiful island, in this beautiful weather, right? And if you'll forgive me for saying so, you're here with this incredibly beautiful woman!" Vincent said, in what he hoped was a very supportive tone. The girl's smile of appreciation nearly made his knees buckle. "Here in the Bahamas we have a saying: Don't worry, be happy!"

Amanda looked at her boyfriend with a smug little smile. "Right! See? And your coach also told you to not worry about it, and that you'd do better next year."

Damon just chuckled. "Alright, alright, you two got me. Thanks, eh ... what's your name again?"

"Vincent, sir."

"Thanks, Vincent. I'll try to remember that. Don't worry, be happy."

"You're welcome, sir," Vincent grinned. The girl threw him another ravishing smile, and Vincent imagined her on her back, naked, being pounded by him; her screams so loud that they could be heard on the beach. He was glad he was wearing loose shorts because his cock was starting to rise quite rapidly.

"I'm Amanda, and this is Damon," she offered.

"It's nice to meet you two," Vincent said. From the corner of his eye, he saw his boss come out onto the beach, and he nodded at the young couple. "I have enjoyed talking to you, Damon, Amanda, but I should get back to work."

Amanda looked around at the still nearly-empty beach. "Yeah, I can see they're really running you ragged, huh?"

Vincent shrugged his shoulders expansively. "My boss sadly does not look on it the same way you do."

She nodded with a cute little smile. "Okay. Thanks, Vincent."

He returned her smile, then quickly walked off before his boss could see him. He went back over to Eduardo, and the two of them pretended to be really busy with cleaning the wooden bar until the boss finally went back inside again.

"Pendejo!" Eduardo spat in the direction the boss had left.

Vincent just grinned. His boss was indeed an asshole, but he loved his job more than enough to put up with the man. He leaned his elbows back on the bar and stared out across the beach. Nobody seemed to be in need of any drinks, so he just relaxed, enjoying the beautiful morning.

It was about two hours later when the young couple's friends showed up. Again Vincent marveled at how gorgeous they all were; it almost seemed impossible for any guy to be friends with a group of such amazing women!

First there was the other blonde, who was a good four or five inches taller than Amanda, the girl he'd met earlier. She was just striking and confident, as if being in one of the world's foremost luxury clubs was something she did every week. She was absolutely gorgeous too, with firm breasts that stood out proudly in her small, white bikini top; a slender body with absolutely no fat on it; long legs, and a deep, beautiful tan. Her blonde hair playfully fanned about halfway down her back, somehow drawing attention to the swishing of her wonderful ass.

Beside her walked a petite brunette. She was smaller than Amanda by probably a good three inches or so, but she carried herself with a cocky attitude that just added to her already ravishing beauty. She was nicely curved for her size and seemed to flaunt those curves whenever she got the chance. Her blue bikini wasn't really so much small as it was tiny. Her breasts stood out wonderfully in her skimpy little top, and her ass was barely covered by her bikini bottoms. She was skirting right at the edge of what was considered proper bathing attire at the beach, but Vincent knew that no member of the staff would ever dare object about it; they all loved watching her walk around too much. Her face was just exquisitely beautiful, with pouty lips and a smile that would send men to war. She wore her hair in a simple ponytail.

Finally, there was the other brunette. Again Vincent's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her—she was genuinely the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, though he grinned at himself as he thought that. Whenever he watched either this girl or Amanda, he always called either one the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. He just couldn't make up his mind which of the two was the prettiest—they were both just perfect.

The girl was basically the same height as Amanda, with long, lustrous black hair that reached down to a bit below her shoulder blades. Just as athletic as her three friends, she was nonetheless more curvy than them, and her bikini strained against those curves in a truly maddening way. Her tits were full and glorious, but it was her ass that made Vincent's heart stop. He might not have been able to really make up his mind whether this girl or Amanda was more beautiful, but her ass was not in doubt. He'd never seen a more amazing ass, ever. Every time she walked somewhere, every man's eyes would trail after her, and Vincent knew they were all gazing at her butt. He would have given everything he owned just to see her naked at some point, and he imagined the brunette screaming even harder than Amanda if he'd ever get to pound her perfect ass. It was an incredibly pleasant thought.

His lewd thoughts were fueled even further by the fact that both brunettes were holding hands, and he'd already seen the two of them kiss several times. Those kisses were not those of friends; they were the kisses of lovers. He felt a shiver run through his spine at the thought of those two gorgeous girls fucking each other.

After the girls had all laid down on their own sunloungers, he walked over to the group of friends with another bright smile on his face. Damon was nowhere to be seen, though Vincent figured he was likely helping himself to the lunch buffet again; he usually was the first in line when it opened. "Good morning, ladies. Can I get you something to drink?"

"Pina Colada, please," the tall blonde said, smiling at him in return. Her deep brown eyes were obviously checking him out, and he puffed up slightly, preening for her benefit.

"Jesus, Stacey. You're gonna start this early?" the small brunette asked. Vincent wondered if she was referring to the drink, or to the girl called Stacey checking him out.

"Hey, I'm on vacation. Leave me alone!" Stacey grinned at her.

"I'm not carrying you out of that club again!"

"Oh, whatever, Carynne! It was Damon who carried her, not you!" Amanda giggled at the petite beauty.

"You just had to go and say that, didn't you?" the girl named Carynne said with a mournful sigh. "There goes my leverage over her!"

"Yeah, like you need leverage with her," the other brunette grinned. She winked at her tall, blonde friend, and Stacey giggled in return.

"Well, no, but it's still nice to have in case I wanna do something really kinky to her."

"Carynne!"

"What? Oh ... sorry!" Carynne said with a slightly guilty glance towards Vincent. He knew he was grinning like a fool, but he couldn't help himself—she was just too cute. "I'll have ... um ... whatever Kelsey's having," she said, pointing at her brunette friend.

"I think I'd just like some coffee, please," the brunette he presumed was Kelsey said.

"Ewww!" Carynne said. "Then I'll just have an ice-tea instead."

"Why won't you drink any coffee?"

"Because it's disgusting! I don't understand how you can stand that stuff!"

Both brunettes looked at each for a moment, then they burst into giggles.

"Having some trouble waking up, Kel?" Amanda grinned at the wonderfully curvy brunette.

"Yeah." Kelsey nodded with a wry little smile.

"Did we stay too long at the club?"

"Nah. I was just kept up quite late once we got back to the villa," Kelsey said, giving Carynne a pointed look. Carynne's naughty grin left little doubt in Vincent's mind that the two girls were definitely fucking each other. He just smirked at the thought.

"If you need a break from those two, you know you're always welcome to stay with me and Damon," Amanda offered sweetly.

"Yeah, because then I would get so much more sleep!" Kelsey laughed, with Carynne and Stacey joining in. Vincent noticed that Amanda wasn't laughing, but instead she had an almost melancholy smile on her face.

"Can I have some more ice-tea, please, Vincent?" Amanda asked softly once the girls' laughter had died down.

"Of course, Amanda. Do you want me to bring another coke for Damon?" Vincent asked. If the other girls were surprised at him knowing Amanda's and Damon's names, they didn't show it.

"Yeah, you might as well. He'll probably be thirsty again once he's done eating."

Vincent nodded and walked off, his mind swimming with possibilities. Though he couldn't be completely sure, it started to appear like this group of friends was very sexually open—and perhaps even active—with one another. They certainly seemed to be implying as much, and they also seemed not to care that he was standing there, listening to all of it. He began having visions of being allowed to join them. Seeing all four of those girls naked would just kill him on the spot, he knew.

He took several more requests for drinks from other guests, then waited patiently at the bar while Eduardo first took care of Marco's orders. Gazing around the white sand beach, listening to the steady drum of the waves softly crashing on the shore, his eyes fell on a young couple that was walking along the beach, right along the water line. He figured them to be right around his own age, perhaps a year or so younger, and they were both beautiful in their own right. The girl was tall and skinny, with nice, full curves—though they didn't compare to Kelsey's. The guy was just a bit taller than she was, ruggedly handsome and extremely well built.

Vincent had seen them walk around for several days now, though he was unsure if they were guests of the Ocean Club or just enjoyed strolling along the beach. As they came closer, he realized they seemed to be having a bit of an argument.

"I swear it was him!" the guy said animatedly.

"Oh, come on, Ryan. What are the odds?" the girl asked in a wonderful accent that Vincent was pretty sure was English.

"I don't know, but I'm telling you it looked like him, and he's always out swimming every morning."

"So are most of the other guests, love," she grinned.

"Yeah, because I can't tell the difference," he smirked.

"Be honest. You're just pretending to know him, so you can go over and meet those bloody gorgeous girls!"

The guy was about to say something in objection; then, his facade dropped, and he grinned wickedly at her.

"Oh, I knew it! You prat!" the girl exclaimed, fiercely punching him several times on the arm.

He kept grinning, shrugging his shoulders as if to say he was just a guy and couldn't help himself.

"You American guys and your incessant need for threesomes! God!" the girl said in a despairing voice.

"Oh right! Like it's only American guys who want that! British guys would never want a threesome!"

"Not as badly as you!" she said vehemently.

"What you need, Vincent?" Eduardo asked, disrupting Vincent's reverie. Vincent blinked a few times, then gave the bartender his order. He wondered who the guy had been talking about. Damon, perhaps? He shrugged slightly; it wasn't important anyways. He stared at Kelsey and Amanda until Vincent handed him a tray full of drinks.

He brought the drinks out to all his guests, finishing with the group of girls. Damon had returned from lunch, and he and his girlfriend were cuddled up together in a sunlounger, though they'd taken refuge from the fierce sunshine in the shade of one of the palm trees. The other girls were taking full advantage of the beautiful weather, tanning leisurely.

"Oh, thanks, Vincent," Damon said when Vincent put the drinks down. "These are our friends, by the way. That's Stacey over there, that's Carynne, and this is my sister, Kelsey."

Vincent nodded politely. He'd already figured out the girls' names, though he did a bit of a double-take when he heard Damon say Kelsey was his sister. Now that he looked at the two of them more closely, he realized they did look quite a bit alike. He grinned inwardly at how lucky Damon was. He had one of the two most beautiful girls in the world as his girlfriend, and the other one was his sister—it hardly seemed fair. He wondered if Damon would mind him fucking Kelsey up that perfect ass of hers. Her moans and whimpers in his mind were utterly delicious, and he could feel his cock start to grow again.

Before he could say anything, however, Vincent suddenly heard his name being called. He looked over to see the boss waving at him to come inside, and he waved back in acknowledgement. There was probably more manual labor to be done, he realized with a deep sigh.

He said goodbye to Damon and his friends, then walked off.

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Amanda smiled at Vincent's back as he left. He was a genuinely nice guy—quite handsome too, if she was honest to herself. Stacey especially seemed pretty interested in him, and she grinned at the thought of her friend fucking the friendly waiter to shreds. Though from the way he was built, she reckoned he could probably handle himself in bed, even with a sex-fiend like Stacey.

She moaned a little when Damon kissed her neck, and she quickly focused her attention back on her wonderful boyfriend, locking her lips against his. Even after almost ten months of dating, she still got tingles in her spine from the way he kissed her and the way he looked at her. She felt warm and secure in his love, thrilled at the way it almost enveloped her like a blanket.

She genuinely hoped he was over his distress at doing so poorly—by his standards anyways—at Nationals. He had trained like crazy the months before, and he'd been so confident that he was going to do well that Stacey had booked this celebratory vacation for all of them in advance. Then he'd finished last in the 400 meter individual medley, and she'd had to argue with him quite fiercely when he initially refused to go on the trip, saying she and the girls should just go without him. She still shivered as she thought back to it; she hated arguing, especially with people she loved so much. Fortunately he'd come around, and he'd given her a night of make-up sex that had nearly made her pass out.

She grinned in remembrance of that night. Both of them had been sweating and were utterly exhausted, and he'd asked her if she was finally going to say that she couldn't go anymore. She'd just kissed him and told him she was more than ready to go again, after which he'd groaned and surrendered. She absolutely loved the way he kept trying to completely wear her out, even though he should have long since realized that she was genuinely insatiable. It flattered her that he kept trying over and over, however.

As they let go of their kiss, Amanda looked deep into Damon's eyes, again wishing she knew what he was thinking. Like all men, he had an irritating tendency to say 'nothing' when she asked him, even though she could tell his mind was going a thousand miles a minute. No amount of prodding would ever get him to tell her what he was thinking about, though. In that way she always wished he was far more like Kelsey, who never had any hesitation in sharing her inner thoughts with her best friend.

He just smiled at her, and she felt herself melt under that smile once again, like she'd done hundreds of times before. He was just so damn cute! She banished her worries to the darkest corners of her mind and snuggled up against him a little closer. Her hand ran over his abs, and her pussy tingled when she felt his muscles. Not for the first time, she marveled at how hot he really was. She closed her eyes and enjoyed being there with him; his body was warm and his arms felt so wonderful around her.

After awhile, Damon gently shook her awake, though she hadn't even realized she'd fallen asleep. "Baby, wake up. I'm gonna go swim. Do you want to go with me?" he asked.

She gave him her most beautiful smile, and she got another thrill from the way his eyes softened when he saw her smile at him. She stretched languorously and looked at her friends over her shoulder. "Are you guys going swimming?"

Stacey and Carynne both nodded, but Kelsey shook her head. "I'm too tired. I think I'm going to just lie here for awhile," her best friend said.

"I'm gonna stay here with Kel for a bit, okay? I'll join you in a little while," Amanda said to her boyfriend.

"Sure. Don't ravage each other too much!" he joked with that goofy grin of his.

She giggled and punched his arm as he got up, then she watched him and her two friends race each other to the water. He'd have easily won if it hadn't been for Stacey deliberately tripping him, allowing Carynne to reach the water first. The girls' laughter quickly turned into squeals of fake fright once he got back up and began chasing them into the sparkling blue ocean.

Amanda leaned over and gave Kelsey a gentle kiss even as she blinked against the bright sunlight. The two of them had been best friends for a long time, and lovers for going on two years. They had remained lovers once she and Damon had gotten involved. Of course, Kelsey had gotten involved with Damon too, and though the consequences of that convoluted triangle had nearly been disastrous, afterwards the three of them had been extremely happy together for awhile. It was wonderful to have two people love her so completely as Damon and Kelsey did.

Kelsey broke the kiss after a few moments, hiding her mouth behind her hand to yawn.

"Did Carynne wear you out that much?" Amanda asked teasingly.

Kelsey blushed softly. Amanda adored how Kel always managed to blush when confronted with her wonderful sexual escapades. It was mostly a sham, of course; Kel absolutely loved being so slutty, but she enjoyed acting a bit sheepishly because of it too. It just made her even more cute than she already was.

"Not just Carynne. Stacey joined in too," Kelsey said, nibbling her lower lip.

"Oh, no wonder you're so tired! What all did they do to you?"

"God, what didn't they do to me! I squirted so much on the bed that we had to sleep on the couches!"

Amanda grinned at that, a thousand memories of Kelsey's squirting orgasms rushing through her mind. She absolutely loved the way Kel came—they all did. Having Kelsey soak them in her sweet, juicy cum was likely number one on everyone's 'Favorite Things To Do' list. She just wished she knew why it hadn't happened lately. She sighed and let the thought slide, staring off into the distance.

"Amanda ... are you and Damon sad that I haven't slept with you guys in awhile? Or angry?" Kelsey asked hesitantly after a few moments of silence. As always, she seemed to be able to read Amanda's mind.

Amanda gave her a wan smile. "No, we're not. We love it when you join us, of course, but we're just happy that you and Carynne are together now. If you're happy, we're happy."

Kelsey shaded her eyes with her hand and her gaze shifted to the ocean, where her brother was in the process of hoisting Carynne up and throwing her into the water. She giggled at Carynne's loud squeal right before it was cut off by the sea. "Yeah, I am happy. I'm really happy," she said, her heart in her throat.

"That's all that matters. I'm really glad you found someone, Kel; even though it took you forever to figure it out!"

Kelsey grinned at her friend. "Yeah, well, some help you were! You'd known about Carynne's feelings for me for a long time, and you never told me!"

"I'm sorry. I just figured that was something Carynne would much rather tell you herself."

"I know, I'm just teasing you," Kelsey said, comfortingly putting her hand on Amanda's arm. They smiled at each other and stole another kiss.

"Did you really not realize it?" Amanda asked after a few moments.

Kelsey shook her head. "No. I knew she loved me, of course, but we all love each other. I had no idea she was actually in love with me."

"You know, you're a doofus!" Amanda giggled.

Kelsey laughed loudly. 'Doofus' had been her nickname for her brother ever since they were children, and she fondly called him that often. It fit him well since he could be incredibly dense at times, though she still absolutely loved him for it. She had to admit, however, she'd been just as dense when it came to Carynne. Her gorgeous friend had been in love with her for a long time, and she'd never realized it. She felt tears of joy well up in her eyes as she thought back to that night when Carynne had told her.

She wiped her tears away with the palms of her hands and smiled at Amanda. "You've both been so wonderfully supportive of me—of us. Thank you."

"Of course, Kel. Anything for you, you know that. We both love Carynne too, and we're just glad you two finally got together. Damon is especially glad!"

"Yeah, because now he doesn't have to be jealous!" Kelsey giggled. After she had told her brother and Amanda to focus on each other, she'd said that one day she'd want to find someone for herself. In reply her brother had told her he'd be fine with that, but she knew if she'd wound up with a boy he still would have been jealous. With Carynne that fortunately did not seem to be an issue.

She saw Amanda looking out at the ocean, watching Damon, Stacey and Carynne play around; then, a sudden shimmer of doubt passed through Amanda's face. Nobody else would have likely even noticed it, but Kelsey had known and loved Amanda for a long time, and her best friend couldn't hide anything from her.

She quickly got up and sat down next to Amanda on the sunlounger that was shaded by the palm tree, wrapping her arm around her friend's shoulders. "Amanda, is something wrong? You two have seemed not as happy at times," she asked softly. Mentally, she was praying for it to be just a figment of her imagination, and for the two of them to be just fine—it would completely devastate her to ever see the two people she loved most in the world break up.

Amanda looked at her friend with her eyes full of love. She wanted so badly to tell her, but the absolute last thing she wanted was to do anything that would mess with Kelsey's happiness. She'd long ago said that all she cared about was Kelsey being happy, and she meant it. So instead she just gave her another wan smile.

Again, it would have fooled anyone but Kelsey. She squeezed Amanda's shoulder, silently urging her to say what was bugging her. Soon Amanda's lip began to wobble, and she burst into tears. Kelsey felt her gut clench at the sight of Amanda crying, and she quickly took her in a warm embrace, holding her close.

"What's wrong, Amanda? Is it the swimming thing still?" Kelsey whispered, in between kissing Amanda's head over and over again while it rested against her chest. She knew how disappointed her brother had been at his poor result, as well as the huge fight the two of them had had about still coming on this vacation.

"No ... at least, I don't think so," Amanda sobbed softly. "He seemed more relaxed about it this morning."

"Then what is it? Please tell me."

Amanda just cried harder, and Kelsey continued holding her, whispering soft encouragements to her. Her mind conjured up possible explanations for Amanda's grief, and she had to take several deep breaths to clear the more horrible ones.

Finally Amanda murmured, "Kel ... why won't he ... why..." she stammered.

"Why won't he what, baby?" Kelsey whispered, frowning slightly. Was Amanda upset that Damon hadn't asked her to marry him yet? Though she teased her brother about it almost relentlessly, Amanda always maintained that she wasn't ready to get married yet. She kept adamantly stating that she wanted to get through college first, though Kelsey had always figured that wasn't really the honest truth.

"Why won't he come to UCLA with us?" Amanda blurted out before bursting into a fresh crying fit.

"What?!" Kelsey exclaimed loudly as she felt her heart go icy cold. "Oh my God, has he said that?"

"No, but..."

Kelsey swallowed loudly, trying to get herself to calm down as Amanda's words drifted beyond her consciousness. All throughout high school, she and her brother had always been determined to go to college together, and they'd focused on UCLA because it would allow them to be closer to their older sister, Melissa, who lived in L.A ... If he'd suddenly changed his mind about that, she'd ... she quickly shook her head to clear it of the nasty thoughts. She'd been halfway ready to get up and charge straight at him. "What did he say, then?" she asked.

"He hasn't really said anything about it. At all," Amanda said, still crying softly.

Kelsey frowned. She'd been the first of her friends to send in her application to UCLA. She wanted to be closer to Melissa, so her choice had been easy. Amanda had quickly followed suit, not wanting to be parted from her best friend and lover. Once Kelsey and Carynne had become involved, Carynne had also made up her mind to go to UCLA since the two new girlfriends didn't want to be apart either. With their excellent academic records, the three of them had managed to get scholarships which paid for all of their tuition and other fees and left enough to live off if they were a bit frugal.

Stacey was still undecided, mostly because she was harboring thoughts about going to college in Europe. Kelsey wanted nothing more than for her friend to come with them to UCLA, but she knew how badly Stacey wanted to go touring and see the world. For all she knew, Stacey might just go do that and not bother with college for a few years—it wasn't as if she had to worry about getting a job. Besides, if she did ever decide to go to college, she probably could just show up whenever she felt like it and still be admitted. No college was really likely to turn her down; being the daughter of an oil billionaire had its benefits, after all.

Damon, however, had held off on his decision. Kelsey knew that it was partially because his swimming coach kept urging him to go pro. Despite his poor showing at Nationals, Damon still held the fastest time ever swam by a high school student in the 400 meter individual medley, and he was going to improve by a lot over the next few years as he reached his physical prime. He'd improve in college too, of course, but if he finished college first, he'd be almost twenty-four by the time he could go pro. More and more professional swimmers went pro straight out of high school, and she knew the lure of likely being financially independent in a few years weighed heavily on her brother's mind. She also knew he had dreams of competing in the Olympics in London in 2012, and his coach felt that he'd be far better prepared for that by going pro because of the increased level of competition he'd face.

Then there was the scholarship offer from Texas, whose AD had basically offered Damon a full ride and had hinted at a slew of unofficial perks, and with that came the opportunity to swim for the top Division I team in the NCAA. Though Kelsey didn't think that Damon would take that offer if he did decide to go to college, she knew he hadn't officially turned it down yet either, like he had the offers from dozens of other colleges.

She understood her brother's desire to make the right decision, but she also knew that his delay in making up his mind gnawed on Amanda. Amanda would follow Damon anywhere, but there had never been any doubt in her mind that he'd follow his girlfriend and his sister to UCLA, so she'd applied to UCLA early. Now it appeared there was a possibility that that decision might come back to bite her in the ass.

"It'll be okay, Amanda. You know he's not hesitating because of you," Kelsey whispered encouragingly.

"Really?" Amanda asked, a little dubiously.

Kelsey winced. "Of course, really. Why would you ever doubt that?"

Amanda sighed. "It's just ... I don't know. I just wonder if I did something wrong; if maybe I made him reluctant or something. I know our fight hasn't helped."

Kelsey had to fight not to start crying herself; Amanda sounded so sad! "Honey, it's not you! He loves you, you know that. He never wants to be separated from you!"

Amanda looked at her, her eyes still blurring with her tears. "Then why won't he come to college with us?"

Kelsey sighed. "I don't know. But I'll talk with him about it soon, I promise."

Amanda just nodded. She so badly wanted to tell Kel the other reason she was sad, but she buried that desire deep down inside. All that mattered was that Kel was happy. Even if it made her heart break.

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The atmosphere in the nightclub was electric, and Kelsey smiled joyously when they all entered. The place was absolutely packed, the music was thumping loudly, and everybody seemed to be having a great time dancing, drinking, and otherwise just enjoying themselves.

She had no idea what the club was called, and she didn't care. It was on the beach, just a short walk away from where they were staying, and that was really the deciding factor for them to go there every night. It was a beautiful, not too large, typically Caribbean building, made of white-painted wood and a slanted straw roof that extended far beyond the walls, protecting the party-goers from any rain that would otherwise blow in through the open windows. Strobe and disco lights were abundant, though most of the light came from the low-hanging full moon that shimmered over the ocean in a breathtakingly beautiful fashion.

She made her way over to the bar across the dance floor, wanting a drink first. She loved that nobody on the island cared how old they were with regards to drinking, an attitude she wished the U.S. wouldn't be so stuck up about. She nimbly cut through the crowds, smiling at all the guys—and several girls—that were obviously checking her out. She'd almost made it to the large mahogany bar when she felt her butt being pinched, hard.

Kelsey quickly turned around, trying to see who it was that had grabbed her. She broke into a giggle when she saw Carynne hold up her hands, her fingers clacking like they were a lobster's claws.

"Sorry. Nobody had grabbed your ass yet, and I didn't want you to think you didn't look hot enough tonight or anything," Carynne grinned mischievously.

Kelsey just laughed and wrapped her arms around Carynne's neck, leaning down slightly to kiss her wonderful girlfriend. She groaned as she felt Carynne's tongue slide inside her mouth, and the two made out passionately for several wonderful moments.

"Mmmm, I love you," Kelsey said when they finally broke their kiss.

"I love you too!" Carynne said happily. Then she looked around at all the guys who were staring so hard at the two of them that their eyes were nearly falling out of their sockets. "Looks like we have some admirers!"

"Do you girls want to dance? Have a drink with us maybe?" a tall black guy asked them. His white shirt was unbuttoned all the way, showing off his excellent body; Kelsey had to admit he was pretty hot. His grin was infectious, and Carynne seemed to want to take him up on the offer.

"Maybe later," Kelsey said, firmly grabbing her girlfriend's hand and dragging Carynne towards the bar. She could barely restrain herself from snickering at the guy's forlorn look of disappointment.

She was used to the attention, of course. Every time she and her friends had gone out the past several years, she'd had guys ask her to dance, ask her to dinner, ask her to fuck, and even ask her to marry them. She'd once told her brother that Amanda got far more offers of that kind than she did, but she knew that was a lie. Though Amanda was almost constantly besieged by admirers, and deservedly so, she herself probably got just as many, if not more.

Secretly, she got a thrill from it. She loved that everyone thought she was so hot, and when she was really horny—which was pretty often—she got incredibly excited about the idea that people might get themselves off thinking about her. She knew Carynne was the same way, though her girlfriend was more likely than not to offer those people to help them with the getting off part. Kelsey didn't mind that about her; she knew exactly who and what Carynne was before they got together, and she didn't expect her friend to change her flirtatiousness just because they were now in an official relationship. Besides, Carynne had been completely faithful to her from day one, something which had been a huge factor in her recent decision about Damon and Amanda.

Still, both of them loved dressing to provoke, and they had done so again on this occasion. Kelsey was wearing a short, black flippy skirt that came to about three inches beneath her butt. She'd combined it with a dark crimson tank top that was easily two sizes too small; her tits strained it almost to the point of breaking, and it left a large part of her sexy tummy bare. She'd finished off her ensemble with a pair of heels that made her ass look extra perky. Like Carynne had said, her butt had been squeezed almost rampantly the past few nights, but she didn't really mind. Whenever it got too sore, Carynne was always more than happy to kiss or lick it all better. She'd done her hair up in her typical ponytail, like Carynne's, not really feeling like messing with it. The salty humidity on the island made it a pain in the ass to try to work with anyways.

Carynne had decided to go extra naughty, wearing just a small purple tube top which had likely fit her perfectly when she'd still been mostly flat in her chest, but which was now standing out delectably, revealing the bottom swells of her breasts. The rest of her upper body was bare, and to accompany the flimsy piece of clothing she'd put on the absolutely smallest skirt she owned. It was the kind of skirt that could only be bought from the most kinky lingerie websites. It was red, pleated, and came to maybe halfway down her ass, and that was when she was just standing still; it would slide up on her hips at the slightest movement, basically leaving her entire ass bare. Carynne had wanted to go barefoot, but Kelsey had urged her to at least wear some flip flops—who knew what kind of fluids lay on the club's hardwood floor, after all.

Kelsey had been surprised when Carynne had actually put on a pair of lacy, black panties. She figured her girlfriend would just go all the way and do without, but Carynne had just grinned and said there was a reason for it, though she refused to elaborate, even after Kelsey had threatened to spank her.

After she made it over to the bar, Kelsey smiled when she saw Stacey handing out Pina Coladas to Damon and Amanda. Like herself and Carynne, Stacey had absolutely dressed to kill, though in a fairly different fashion. She'd put on a pair of Daisy Dukes that fit her ass like a second skin. They were so tight they easily showed the fact she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and they also displayed quite a bit of camel toe to wonderful effect. For a top, she'd asked to borrow one of Damon's white shirts, and she had tied it off in a knot just underneath her spectacular breasts; it left most of her cleavage and all of her tummy bare. She looked like a country girl just dying for a good fuck. The look was emphasized by her blonde hair which tumbled about her shoulders in a wild, ragtag fashion, creating an alluring effect. When Carynne had told her that she looked kinda trashy, Stacey had just grinned and said that was the whole point. Then she'd stuck her tongue out and told Carynne to look who was talking.

Kelsey felt her pussy itch at the sight of her former high school cheerleader captain and long-time guide in the art of fucking other girls. It had been Stacey who had seduced her first, showing her delights that she hadn't thought could ever be possible. Their group had slowly expanded until it consisted of herself, Stacey, Amanda and Carynne, and the four of them had had a year of fantastic sex with one another, though Amanda had eventually decided to go exclusive with Damon and had not joined in any group fun with the other girls since.

Kelsey grimaced as she realized she'd completely forgotten to put Mikaela in that list. She again sighed that her friend had gone away to the East coast. Mikaela's dad had been assigned to the Navy base in Virginia Beach in February, and she'd gone to join him after she'd graduated. They'd barely heard a word from her since, and by the day Kelsey thought about her less and less.

She quickly cleared the despondent thoughts from her mind. She was there to have a good time, and that's what she was going to do! She gratefully accepted a Pina Colada from Stacey, and all of them clinked their glasses together and drank deeply of the sweet, ice-cold cocktail.

Kelsey smiled at Carynne as her girlfriend came to stand beside her. She felt Carynne's hand sneak underneath her skirt and rest on her ass, though for the moment it didn't travel any further. She almost wanted to beg her to keep going; her pussy had been on fire ever since she saw what Carynne had been planning to wear for the night. She restrained herself with some effort, however. The night was still very young, and there'd be plenty of time to fuck later.

She looked over at Amanda, and she shared a smile with her best friend, again silently envying Amanda's hair. Unlike her own, Amanda's hair seemed utterly unaffected by the salt in the air, and it hung almost artfully draped over her right shoulder, falling straight down the front to just beneath her breasts. She still had to get used to how short it now was, at least compared to how long it used to be when they were still in high school, when it reached all the way down to her butt.

Amanda had chosen to wear a black halter-top and summer skirt combo; on her magnificent body it still looked incredibly sexy, of course, clinging tightly to her perfect breasts and ass, but it was very ... conservative, at least compared to the outfits of her friends. The skirt almost reached to Amanda's knees! It seemed like something Kelsey's mom would have picked for Kelsey herself to wear, back when she still suffered from her mother's absurd dress code.

Kelsey smiled wryly. Her mother's insistence that she not wear anything that could even be remotely construed as sexy had grated on her like nothing else, and she'd often gone out wearing just jeans and a sweater, only to quickly change into far more sexy clothes—usually gifts from Stacey—once they got to the club. Damon had eventually managed to get Mom to lift that stupid rule, but before that Kelsey had railed against it often. When she finally learned its true purpose, however, she...

Kelsey shook her head in annoyance; negative thoughts just kept creeping into her mind! She knew the reason, of course: though Amanda was smiling, she was far from happy, and it was as easy to read for Kelsey as it would have been had she texted it. Her best friend's sadness kept dragging her down as well.

Kelsey's glance turned to her brother. He was very nicely dressed, which wasn't that hard to do since pretty much everything looked good on that fantastic body of his. He was wearing a long-sleeved, turquoise, buttoned shirt, with the sleeves neatly rolled up to his elbows, and he'd chosen a pair of pleated khakis to go with it. His look was finished off with a brown leather belt and a very nice pair of brown leather shoes. For a guy who generally just wore whatever was on top of his piles of clothes, she was proud of him for looking so good, something she knew Amanda had likely had a lot to do with.

She was far less thrilled with the way he seemed to be utterly oblivious to Amanda's turmoil, though she didn't really blame him. He was clueless when it came to girls, something which had occasionally driven both her and Amanda to distraction during the time when they were trying to seduce him, and though he'd become better at reading both her own mood as well as Amanda's, he was still far from perfect. She also had to admit that Amanda was hiding it well; it was just the occasional look in her eyes that gave her away. It would be nearly impossible for her brother to notice.

Fortunately, her brother was devoting all his attention to Amanda, and her best friend was obviously enjoying herself despite her misgivings. The two of them were kissing frequently, and it didn't look like they were in any danger of getting into an argument about the whole college thing, so Kelsey decided to just focus on having a good time for the evening. There'd be plenty of time to talk to her brother about his plans again some other day. She finished her Pina Colada and gave Stacey a deep kiss to thank her for always paying for everything, then she grabbed both Stacey and Carynne and dragged them onto the dance floor.

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Damon sighed as he sat at the bar with an untouched bottle of Corona in front of him, watching the girls dance. They kept waving at him to come join them again, but his heart wasn't really into it. Besides, he'd just spent two of the last three hours or so dancing, and unlike the group of cheerleaders—former cheerleaders, he corrected himself—he couldn't just dance and dance forever without his legs eventually screaming fucking murder.

At least Amanda seemed to be having a good time, amazing everybody around her with her incredible dancing skills. Damon had once thought that Kelsey, Stacey and Carynne were likely to be just as good at dancing as Amanda was, but when he had told his girlfriend that, she had raised her eyebrows and quickly disabused him of that notion in a demonstration that made all the other girls just shake their heads and admit defeat with big grins. Nobody could dance like Amanda.

There were a ton of guys standing around the girls, trying to score a dance with them—and probably a fuck too—but Damon wasn't worried. He'd worked hard at getting rid of his jealousy, and he had it pretty much under control. He knew Amanda loved him, and he loved her, and the same went for his sister. Just because they'd dance with or smile at a guy didn't mean anything. He knew he never had to worry about either one of them cheating on him.

He did have to admit he'd been thrilled when Kelsey and Carynne became girlfriends, however. Though he'd promised Kelsey he wouldn't be jealous if his sister wound up with a boy, he knew that inside he'd have been seething at the thought of another guy getting to enjoy her incredible body. Having it be Carynne who got to do that—a girl he'd had sex with himself before he and Amanda had decided to become exclusive, and someone whom Kelsey had already been fucking anyways—had been an incredible relief.

Still, despite all his good fortune, and despite how much of a good time everyone appeared to be having, Damon was not happy, and he knew that he was in turn dragging Amanda down with him. He'd seen her crying earlier when he'd been goofing around in the ocean with Carynne and Stacey. Though neither Kelsey nor Amanda probably realized it, he knew Amanda was unhappy because of him, and the very thought sent pain like steel knives through his gut. He never wanted to make Amanda unhappy, but he couldn't really help it—he just didn't know what to do!

He'd been mopey because of his shitty result at Nationals, but that really wasn't the big thing that had been on his mind. Like Coach had said, he'd do better next year. No, his big worry was the decision he had to make with regards to college. And then, of course, there was Kelsey...

"Hey, I'm sorry to bug you, but can I ask you something?" a voice asked from his left. Damon turned around with a surprised look, seeing a tall, well-built, dark-haired guy standing there with a relaxed smile on his face, leaning his left elbow on the bar. Behind him was an almost equally tall, startlingly pretty brunette girl with deep, almost mysterious brown eyes. Those eyes were turned towards the smiling guy, and they seemed to be staring daggers of death at him.

"Eh ... yeah, sure," Damon said a little hesitantly. What on Earth could the guy possibly want? He looked around a bit to see if he was hogging someone's seat or something.

"Are you Damon Richards?"

Damon frowned. How the fuck ... he waited a few more seconds, then slowly said, "Yeah. Do I know you?"

"I knew it!" the guy exclaimed, clenching his fist as if he'd just scored a decisive victory of some kind. He smugly looked at the girl over his shoulder. "See! I told you it was him!"

"Well, hoo-bloody-rah!" she said, rolling her eyes before shifting them towards Damon. "I'm terribly sorry about all this. He's been yammering on and on about you being this guy that he thinks he knows, or something."

Damon smiled at her accent. Though most people spoke with an accent in the Bahamas, of course, hers seemed to be from somewhere else—England, if he had to guess. He found he kind of liked it. "No, it's okay, I'm just a little confused why ... you're not here to kill me, are you?" he joked.

The guy laughed at that. "No, I'm not, but she is. Get him, babe!" he grinned, stepping aside for the girl.

Her eyes lit up, and she blushed brightly; then, she rammed her fist into the guy's ribs. "Oh, you fucking arse! Stop embarrassing me!"

The guy just laughed harder. "Feisty, isn't she?"

Damon couldn't help but laugh himself. "I guess. Are you ever going to tell me what this is about?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry," the guy said, holding up his hands in apparent apology. Damon wasn't sure if the apology was for him or for the girl, however. "Siara and I've been walking along the beach in front of the Ocean Club every morning for the last few days, and we've seen you out there several times. I kept telling her that I recognized you, and she wouldn't believe me. When I saw you sitting here at the bar, I just had to come ask."

"Okay ... what did you recognize me from, then?"

"Well, there aren't many high school athletes that swim a 4:07 in the 400 individual medley, right?"

Damon frowned for a second, sizing the guy up. "You're a swimmer too?"

"Yeah. I was at Nationals, and I'd heard all about you winning State and beating Mitch Stevens with that time."

"You were at Nationals? I don't recall seeing you anywhere."

The guy shrugged. "I didn't swim, but I came to support one of the guys from my team. I'd have never known about you, but my coach kept telling me how impressive your time was, so I watched your heat."

"That was a disappointment, huh?"

He grinned. "Well, after all the hype, I did sort of expect you to finish better than last, yeah!"

Damon found himself grinning too; there was something infectious about the guy's good-natured banter. In a way it reminded him of Brian.

The girl tapped the guy on his shoulder, and he quickly turned around. "Yeah, honey?"

"You might want to introduce us," she said pointedly.

"Oh, shit! Yeah. Sorry ... I'm Ryan. Ryan Reynolds," he said, holding out his hand.

Damon shook it, then he chuckled. "Ryan Reynolds? Like the—"

"Yeah, like the actor, and yeah, he's far better looking than me; go on, I've heard it all before," Ryan sighed.

Damon laughed and motioned at the two empty barstools beside him. "You guys want to take a seat and have a drink?"

"Oh, no, really, we're sorry to have bothered you this much already, and—" the girl began.

"Come on, Sia, let's just have a drink," Ryan said, quickly sitting down on one of the barstools while holding the other one out for his girlfriend. She stared at him for a few moments, then she carefully sat down.

Damon had some trouble not gawking at her as she really was exceptionally beautiful. It wasn't just her length that caught his eye; she also had an absolutely terrific body, with firm tits and an ass that would have made his mouth water if he didn't already have free access to the two most perfect asses in the world: those belonging to Kelsey and Amanda. She was wearing a rather expensive looking black halter dress which made her look elegant yet still sexy, and she was also adorned with several pieces of impressive jewelry. All in all she screamed money, though she was far more obvious about it than Stacey ever was.

"I'm Siara, nice to meet you," she said, holding out her hand to Damon.

"Damon. It's nice to meet you too," he replied, gently shaking her hand. He was surprised at her firm grip. From what little he'd seen of her so far, she seemed the kind of girl who just didn't take any crap from anybody.

He motioned for the bartender, and Ryan ordered a beer while Siara asked for a glass of white wine.

"Have you guys been here long?" Damon asked.

"Six days," Ryan said. "We'll be here for another week. We needed a break from L.A. for awhile. You?"

"We've been here five, and we're here another week also. Are you guys staying at the Ocean Club?"

Siara gave him a small smile. "Sort of, but not in those incredible villas that you and your girls are staying in. Neither of us is that wealthy. We're a little ways down the beach, in a smaller property."

"You two seem to know an awful lot about me," Damon said with a smirk.

She sighed and threw a glare at Ryan. "That's because he hasn't stopped talking about you and especially those girls! That's really all he wants, you know—to meet the girls you're with."

"Sia, please ... you're hurting my feelings!" Ryan grinned with exaggerated drama.

"Oh, bugger off, you cock! It's bloody well true, and you know it!"

Ryan shrugged expansively. "Well, you gotta admit, Damon, those girls draw a lot of attention."

"Yeah, they do." Damon nodded as he looked over at the dance floor, where the four girls were surrounded by a throng of people.

"I don't think they'd be bothered so much if they'd just put some clothes on," Siara grinned.

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?" Ryan laughed. "You should try wearing something like that, honey!"

Siara blushed a beautiful crimson, and Damon smiled at the sight of it. When blushing, she was even more pretty than usual. "Right! Mum would have a right proper fit if I ever wore something like what that small girl's wearing!" she said in obviously fake shock.

Ryan leaned closer to her and kissed her on the side of her neck. "Come on, your mom would never know. And you know your butt would look just fucking awesome in that skirt."

Siara's beautiful smile practically lit up her whole face, and she turned so she could kiss Ryan.

Damon politely turned his face away, not wanting to invade their privacy, and he took a swig of his Corona. He grimaced when he realized it had turned lukewarm, and he signaled for the bartender to bring him another one just as the stocky black guy put Ryan's beer and Siara's wine down on the bar. Damon put a fifty dollar bill down to pay for the beers and the wine.

"You know that blonde girl over there has a tab, right?" the bartender asked politely. "She said you can be on it."

Damon nodded. "Yeah, I know. I'll just pay for these though." He still hadn't gotten used to Stacey always paying for absolutely everything, and he'd be damned if he was going to make her pay for drinks for two people she didn't even know! Fortunately he'd managed to get a decently paying job for the past five months, so he at least had some of his own money to spend.

The bartender shrugged and quickly made change, handing Damon two tens and four dollars in return. Damon blanched a little at the ridiculous prices, but he made no other comment as he put the tens away, leaving the dollars as a tip. The bartender smiled at him in appreciation.

"Hey!" Amanda said, popping up behind him and giving him a big kiss on his cheek.

He quickly turned around and smiled at her. "Hey sweetie. Wow, you're actually sweating!" he gasped in mock amazement. Like Kelsey, Amanda could dance for hours without ever really getting winded, and he'd often tease the two of them about it.

"Oh, knock it off!" she grinned. "Do you want to come dance with me some more?"

"Eh ... in a little bit, maybe. My legs are still sore," he lied. The truth was that he was glad she was obviously having a great time, and he didn't want to dampen her spirits again.

"Okay," she said, then she turned her attention to the kissing couple right beside him. "Did you make new friends?"

"I guess. I'll introduce you once they're done."

"I think they actually have a really good idea," Amanda said, wrapping her arms around Damon's neck and pulling him close for a kiss. Damon closed his eyes and moaned when he felt her tongue slip inside his mouth, and the two of them made out for several long moments.

After he broke their kiss, he saw Ryan and Siara grinning at the two of them. "Sorry," he said, though he couldn't stop the smirk that popped up on his face.

Ryan held up his hands. "No need to apologize, man. Who could blame you?" He let out a loud whoof as Siara elbowed him in the ribs.

"Behave yourself!" Siara hissed, then she turned her attention back to Damon and Amanda. "I'm Siara. And this uncivilized clown is my boyfriend, Ryan."

"Hi, I'm Amanda," Amanda said brightly, shaking both their hands in turn. "And I see you've already met my boy toy, Damon."

"Your boy toy?" Siara laughed.

"Mmmm-hmmm," Amanda smirked, loving the way Damon was blushing. She took his earlobe between her teeth and nibbled on it, causing a ripple of pleasure to tear through him.

Ryan and Siara were still both grinning at them, and Amanda gave them one of her dazzling smiles. She had to refrain from giggling as she saw the effect it had on Ryan, though she also thought that Siara wasn't completely unaffected by it.

"I love your necklace, Siara," Amanda said earnestly. The tall brunette was wearing a beautiful diamond cross on an apparently white-golden chain; it sparkled brightly in the strobe lights overhead.

"Thank you. It was a gift from my dad for my sixteenth birthday."

"It's beautiful."

Both girls exchanged smiles, then Amanda kissed Damon again on the cheek. "I'm gonna go back dancing. Are you sure you don't want to come?"

"No, I'm okay, baby. But have fun," Damon said.

"Okay. It was nice meeting you guys!"

"You too!" both Ryan and Siara said in response.

Amanda was just about to walk off when she looked curiously at Siara. "Do you want to come dance with us, Siara?"

"Well ... I'm not sure. I mean, I could never dance the way you do."

"Why not? It's not hard or anything, it's just moving your body."

Siara smirked. "Calling what you do 'just moving your body, ' is like saying that Hamlet is just English words put into order!"

"Oh, don't be silly! Come on!"

Before Siara could say anything else, Amanda had already grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her off the barstool. The tall brunette girl threw a somewhat startled glance over her shoulder at Ryan, then she let herself be pulled along onto the dance floor.

"I hope your girlfriend doesn't embarrass her too badly," Ryan grinned.

"I'm sure Amanda will go easy on her, but why? Can't she dance?"

"Oh, no, she's actually a fantastic dancer. If you think the Waltz and the Tango qualify as dancing!"

Damon laughed. "Where is she from?"

"The U.K."

"So, don't they dance there or something?"

Ryan chuckled. "I'm sure they do, but she's royalty. So, you know, she grew up all high society: big banquets, formal ballroom dances, things like that. I'm trying to get her to be a bit more relaxed and casual about everything."

Damon looked over at the tall British girl on the dance floor, who was being happily greeted by the other three girls. "Royalty? Get the fuck out of here!"

"No, I'm serious. She's the youngest daughter of the Duke and Duchess of somewhere. She told me once, but I can't remember. Joster or Foster or something."

"And that makes her royalty?"

"Apparently," Ryan said with a small shrug. "Her dad is like fifth in line to the throne, I believe."

"Wow. So is she rich?"

"Not crazy rich, no, but she's got enough money that she doesn't have to worry too much about how much she spends."

"Damn. So how did you ... eh..." Damon said haltingly.

"How did a dick like me end up with a girl like her?" Ryan grinned.

Damon stared at him for a second, then he grinned too. "Yeah."

"I met her in college at a party. We hit it off pretty well, and we started dating. She didn't tell me about the whole royalty thing until we'd been going out for like three months."

"Did you meet her family yet?"

"Fuck no! I don't plan on doing that until I'm dead certain she and I are going to get married!" Ryan said, vigorously shaking his head. "They eat with like five different forks and knives, man! I would much rather hunt something myself, roast it over an open fire, then eat it with my bare hands!"

Damon laughed at the image of Ryan—from all appearances a genuine, down-to-earth American guy—trying to eat with British royalty.

Ryan laughed as well and downed his beer, then he motioned for the bartender to get both himself and Damon another one, slapping a twenty on the bar to pay for it.

"So what college are you guys going to? You said you're in L.A., right?" Damon asked.

"Yeah. UCLA."

"Seriously?" Damon said, a little surprised.

"Uh-huh. Why?"

"The girls are all gonna go to UCLA! Well, I'm not sure about Stacey yet, but Amanda, Carynne and my sister Kelsey are! They're starting next month!"

"Heh, it's a small world sometimes. So what about you then? Are you gonna go to UCLA?" Ryan asked in an obviously interested tone.

"I haven't really decided yet."

"Are you thinking about going pro?"

Damon nodded. "Yeah, and I have a really good offer from Texas."

"Texas?!" Ryan snorted. "What, are you gonna major in Rodeo or something?"

"Yeah, 'cause that's all there is in Texas!" Damon grinned. "They just happen to be the number one team in Division I swimming."

"Yeah, I know, but they're all giant dicks. Why wouldn't you come to UCLA, man? I mean, I know our swim team kinda sucks, but fuck, with you on it we'd probably be ranked in no time!"

"Are you on the swim team?"

"Yeah. You know, it'd be fucking awesome! The guys would shit to have you on the team! They're all cool guys, none of that intra-squad alpha-dog bullshit you get everywhere else. And you can't beat the California pussy, man. I'm telling you, there's more hot pussy walking around Sunset Boulevard than anywhere else in the world!" Ryan said, obviously getting more excited as he went along.

"I've already got myself a hot girl, so that's not really a big deal to me," Damon said wryly.

Ryan frowned. "Yeah. You and Amanda seem pretty tight. So why would you let her go to UCLA and not go with her? Are you guys not doing well or something?"

Damon stared at him a bit uncomfortably for a few moments.

"Oh, shit," Ryan sighed. "That got way too personal. I didn't mean to pry, I'm sorry."

Damon shook his head. "Nah, it's fine. It's just ... it'd take way too long to explain."

Ryan nodded quickly. "Yeah, I get it. If you change your mind, though, like I said, we'd fucking love to have you on the team. Please tell me UCLA at least offered you a scholarship?"

"Yeah."

"Thank God. How long have you got to make up your mind?"

"I think I have a few more weeks, if I'm not mistaken."

"Well, if you got any questions, let me know."

"Yeah, I will. Thanks."

"Just don't go to Texas, man, okay? If you really want to major in Rodeo, I can teach ya."

"You've done Rodeo?"

"Uh-huh. I'm a third generation cowboy. Grew up on my dad's ranch in Montana, and I've ridden my share of bulls."

Damon gawked at him. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah."

"Fuck, that's awesome. It must have been pretty cool growing up there?"

Ryan shrugged. "It was alright, I guess. Being outside all the time, beautiful nature and all that, that was pretty cool. But it sucks having to get up at four in the morning every day because of all the work that needs to be done!"

"I'll take your word for it!" Damon laughed.

Ryan just grinned at him, taking another swig of his beer.

"So if you're a cowboy, how did you wind up on UCLA's swim team?"

"My dad had a pool in the backyard, big one too. Once I was done with all the ranch chores, there wasn't much else to do. My nearest buddy lived like twenty miles away, so I just swam for hours a day."

"Even in the winter? Don't you guys get like thirty feet of snow or something?"

Ryan nodded. "Yeah, it's a bit cold then, but if you swim a little faster you don't notice it so much. Anyways, I went to high school in Helena, and they happened to have a swim team, so I swam for them."

"Did you get a scholarship from UCLA?"

"A partial one. My dad just pays for the rest, he's pretty well-off. His ranch makes a lot of money."

"How big is it?"

"It's around forty-thousand acres or so. He's got about five-thousand horses and probably fifty-thousand cattle."

"Holy shit!"

"Yep."

"Is it gonna be yours one day?"

"I dunno," Ryan sighed. "It's cool and all, but it also gets pretty boring at times. I kind of like life in California, you know? I may just decide to leave the whole thing up to my little brother. He loves being a cowboy."

"How old is he?"

"Thirteen."

"Okay, so you don't have to wait too long then, huh?"

"Nope. Couple more years. Once he's eighteen, I'll probably tell Dad to change his will, and that'll be that."

Damon grinned, and the both of them just sat quietly for awhile, looking around the packed club. They took turns ordering another round of beers and just talked about small stuff. After awhile, Siara and Amanda came back over.

"Ryan, please come dance with me?" Siara asked.

"You bet!" he said, nodding at Damon and quickly getting up, following her back to the dance floor.

Amanda locked her arms around Damon and just hugged him close for a few moments. He could feel her tremble against him, and again he felt like shit for making her feel so bad.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her eyes shining brightly with her love for him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry that I've been so fucking moody. I know it's been rubbing off on you, and I feel like a total ass for ruining your vacation," Damon said with a deep sigh.

"You're not ruining it, don't be silly. To be honest, I haven't been exactly happy either," she said softly.

Damon looked deep into her eyes. He'd imagined that she was sad because of him not making up his mind about college yet, but it seemed that wasn't the only thing she was upset over. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" he asked, tenderly kissing her lips.

Amanda threw a brief glance at the dance floor. "It's just ... I wish ... never mind, it's not important."

"Amanda, tell me, please?"

She shook her head. "No, I don't want to worry about it right now. Let's just have fun. Come dance with me?"

He hesitated for a brief second, and with a seductive whisper she added, "I'll suck you off if you do."

She grinned at the sight of his big, shit-eating grin. She could always get him with that, she knew.

"You mean on the dance floor?" he quipped.

Amanda's peals of laughter were audible even over the thumping music. "I'm not that kinky, Damon! But I definitely will later tonight..."

"Fuck yeah!" he grinned, hopping off his barstool and sweeping her up into his arms. She squealed with joy as he carried her back to their group of friends.

Kelsey smiled when she saw Damon carry Amanda back to the dance floor. She'd tried to talk with him earlier, but he'd been very evasive, giving noncommittal answers to her prying questions. She'd finally given up, but she was still determined to get to the bottom of it all. She hated seeing Amanda unhappy, and the thought of going to college without her brother made her almost physically ill. There had to be some reason for him to hesitate in going to UCLA with her, Amanda and Carynne? She'd been mopey for most of the afternoon because of it.

However, Carynne had eventually banished Kelsey's dark mood in the way that only she ever could: with her seemingly unrelenting happiness. Carynne was a bright ray of sunshine in everyone's lives, and Kelsey knew she was the luckiest girl in the world to have first Amanda, then Carynne fall in love with her. She wasn't sure what she'd ever done to deserve a second such wonderful girl after she'd pushed Amanda into her brother's arms, but she thanked God every single day for it.

She kissed her brother and Amanda when they rejoined the group, then the two of them began dancing with Siara and Ryan. Kelsey had immediately liked the two newcomers, which admittedly was a bit of a rarity for her—usually she took longer to warm up to people, but Ryan seemed a funny guy, and Siara was really just a sweetheart. Plus, she absolutely adored Siara's accent; it sent shivers running through her spine to hear the British girl talk. She had a fleeting fantasy of fucking the gorgeous girl together with Carynne; it made her pussy tingle, though she figured that, judging by the way Siara doted on Ryan, the British beauty was probably not into girls. It was easy to see why she was so into Ryan, however, because he was an absolute hunk. He was maybe even more in shape than her brother, and he was very nicely dressed, wearing bright khakis and a deep burgundy long-sleeved shirt. Carynne had whispered casually—with a naughty giggle—that she wouldn't mind seeing him naked.

After laughing at her brother's joking attempt to imitate some of Amanda's dancing moves, she returned her attention to Carynne, smiling as she watched her girlfriend dance with Stacey in a very provocative way. Dancing wasn't really the right word for it, actually. Stacey had her leg trapped between Carynne's thighs, and Carynne was obviously grinding her pussy on it. The crowd around them was definitely enjoying the show, judging by the undisguised looks of naked hunger she saw on everyone's faces.

Kelsey snuck up behind Carynne and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, again loving the feel of Carynne's sexy body. She'd long ago said that Carynne was flawless despite being a bit small, and she hadn't ever had cause to change her mind. Carynne really was sublime. Her tits had grown nicely in the past seven months or so, and they were now the perfect size to accompany her delicious body.

"You're being really naughty," Kelsey whispered excitedly in her lover's ear.

"I know, but you like me that way," Carynne said with a husky voice, leaning her head back onto Kelsey's shoulder. Kelsey took the opportunity to suck on Carynne's neck, slowly letting her tongue trail across her girlfriend's skin.

Kelsey knew she was getting more brazen by the day, but she found she didn't really care anymore. She'd always loved being slutty, but really only as long as it was in relative secrecy with just her friends there. Ever since she hooked up with Carynne, however, Kelsey's reluctance to play in public had been slowly and patiently ground into dust. They hadn't quite gone so far yet as to fuck in public, but Kelsey got hot every time she remembered Carynne fingering her at school, right outside their classroom door while the class had already started. Her orgasm had been so hard she'd squirted clear across the hallway, and she hadn't been able to stop blushing throughout most of the class.

Wondering how far they were going to go this time, Kelsey slowly trailed her hands upwards across Carynne's tightly toned tummy and cupped her girlfriend's tits. She thought she could hear a small groan ripple through the crowd, although it was hard to tell with the music being so loud.

Stacey's eyes flashed as she saw what Kelsey was doing, and she moved a little closer, putting her hands on Carynne's ass. The trim blonde easily lifted her petite friend, and Carynne quickly wrapped both her legs around Stacey's waist, locking her feet at the ankles. Kelsey took another step closer, trapping Carynne's body between hers and Stacey's. Carynne obviously approved—if her soft purr was anything to go by.

Kelsey nibbled on Carynne's ear while her girlfriend made out with Stacey, and there was a definite buzz running through the crowd of onlookers at the spectacle that was taking place in front of them. With Carynne's tube top already helpfully sticking out about an inch from her skin, Kelsey easily slid her hands underneath, relishing the feel of Carynne's naked tits. She took Carynne's incredible nipples—which always seemed to be hard and firm, no matter what—between her thumbs and forefingers and squeezed them, eliciting a loud gasp of delight from her always-horny lover.

Stacey's tongue was flashing inside Carynne's mouth, and she slowly moved her gorgeous friend up and down in her grasp in an attempt to grind their pussies together through her Daisy Dukes. It didn't seem to be very effective, but Stacey just kept it up anyway.

Already pretty affected by the four Pina Coladas she'd had, the added excitement of what they were doing made Kelsey practically drunk with desire, and she teasingly lifted Carynne's tube top a bit. She paused for a second, waiting to see if Carynne would object, then she continued with a grin. If Carynne had actually objected, the world would have probably ended. Slowly but surely Kelsey exposed Carynne's perfect tits until the purple tube top was scrunched up on top of her girlfriend's chest.

The crowd gasped at the sight of Carynne's naked tits, and one overly-slick looking dude walked up close beside the three girls. "Hey girls. Need a fourth?" he grinned with undeserved confidence.

"No," Stacey said curtly before either Kelsey or Carynne could speak up. "Now fuck off."

The guy's face turned sour, and Kelsey giggled at his look of disbelief. Apparently he felt that putting a tub of gel in his hair somehow entitled him to every girl he wanted.

"You can't tell me you aren't ready to fuck, babe," he tried again, conjuring up a sneer that he presumably thought was attractive.

From the corner of her eye, Kelsey saw Damon walk up beside her, a dark scowl on his face; she tensed momentarily with worry for him. Stacey held up her hand to forestall him, however. "We'd love to continue, but it seems this guy here has some other ideas. I guess we'll have to stop," she said, loud enough to be heard over the music.

Almost a dozen pairs of hands quickly grabbed the douchebag, and he was yanked away from the girls with a loud yelp. There was a little commotion as he was forcefully herded through the crowd, then he was unceremoniously tossed out the nearest window. Laughter rang through the entire club, but it quickly died down again, and the majority of the people refocused on the three girls. Even the music seemed to dim as everyone breathlessly awaited what would happen next.

Kelsey winked at her brother who gave her a guarded smile in return. She knew he was rather surprised at what she was doing, or at least the fact she was doing it in public, but she was so horny that she wasn't going to stop for anything. She briefly glanced over at Amanda, seeing her former girlfriend nibble on her bottom lip while staring at her three friends. Damon asked Amanda something, and she just nodded, never moving her eyes.

Kelsey smiled and teasingly bit Carynne's neck once she returned her attention to the little goddess trapped between Stacey and herself. She let one hand trail lower until it slipped underneath Carynne's skirt, and she groaned softly when she let her fingers slide over Carynne's panties. They were absolutely soaked, and she was almost desperate to put a finger in Carynne's cunt. She teasingly began to curl her left index finger underneath Carynne's dripping underwear, seeking out that delicious pussy.

Stacey lifted Carynne up a little higher, then she took one of the small goddess' nipples in her mouth.

"Wait," Carynne moaned, shivering under the combined touch of her friends. "Take my panties off first."

"Are you serious?" Kelsey half grinned, half gasped. She wasn't sure whether to be shocked or delighted. "Baby, with that skirt ... if I take your panties off, everyone will be able to see ... everything!"

"You're a bit late in worrying about that, don't you think?" Carynne giggled, pointedly looking at her own exposed tits.

"Hey, I just did that because I know you love it," Kelsey protested with a cute little smile.

"Uh-huh, sure!" Carynne grinned sarcastically. "Besides, I told you there was a reason I put panties on. I want you to take them off, and I want to listen to everyone gasp when they realize they will be able to see everything!"

Stacey took a brief break from sucking on the firm nipple in her mouth, and she gently kissed Carynne's lips. "You little exhibitionist slut!" she giggled.

Carynne smiled at her, then she moaned at the feel of Stacey's tongue lashing her nipple again. "Kel, please. Do it!"

Kelsey swallowed, and before she knew what she was really doing she was already sinking to her knees. She let her hands trail teasingly across Carynne's side, grinning at the ticklish shivers that rippled through the delicious body underneath her fingertips, and they slowly slid underneath the flimsy thing that barely even deserved to be called a skirt. With the way the skirt was scrunched up on her hips because of the way Stacey was holding her, Carynne was already pretty much showing off her ass to everyone, Kelsey realized.

Even amidst the huge crowd of spectators, she could almost feel the pair of eyes burning into her back, and she glanced over her shoulder at a wide-eyed Siara who was staring at her with a mixture of disbelief and excitement. Kelsey grinned at that look, easily recognizing it; it seemed her fantasy of fucking Siara together with Carynne might not be as far-fetched as she'd originally thought.

She cupped Carynne's ass and gently squeezed it before hooking her thumbs underneath the waistband of the lacy, black panties. She almost hissed when she felt how hot Carynne's skin was, and she couldn't stop herself from leaning a little forward and softly biting Carynne's ass.

Carynne pushed her butt back as soon as Kelsey's teeth touched it. Kelsey nipped at Carynne's ass several times; then, with her heart thundering, she slowly let her tongue trail across Carynne's panties-clad slit. The groan that went through the crowd that time was so loud it almost drowned out the music, and Kelsey grinned elatedly—both at the reaction of the crowd, and at her own boldness for doing something like this with dozens, if not hundreds, of people looking on.

"Let me down for a sec, Stace," Carynne said, and Stacey quickly lowered her until she stood, a little wobbly, on both legs. Kelsey began slowly lowering Carynne's panties, moaning at the smell coming from her girlfriend's delectable cunt. She was amazed at how wet Carynne must have been!

Everyone seemed to be holding their breaths while Kelsey slid Carynne's panties down all the way to her ankles, and with a small hop the petite goddess stepped out of them. Kelsey couldn't help herself, and she quickly brought them to her nose, deeply breathing in Carynne's divine scent even as she stood back up.

A naughty idea popped up in Kelsey's mind, and she quickly pulled the panties over Carynne's head and around her neck. After that, she leaned in close and whispered, "Can you smell how wet you are?"

"Uh-huh," Carynne groaned.

Stacey grinned at both of them. "I can smell how wet she is without even needing those panties."

Kelsey's ears were roaring, and she felt slightly light-headed from her excitement. Her pussy was dripping because of her horniness, and she almost wanted to beg Damon to fuck her right then and there! Nobody here knew he was her brother except her friends, they'd all just think he was some guy who got extremely lucky, and ... she quickly squashed her rebellious thoughts. She was focused on Carynne!

"Do you want to cum, baby?" Kelsey breathed in Carynne's ear.

"Yes!" Carynne hissed loudly. "Finger me, both of you! Please!"

"Is that all you want?" Kelsey asked, her voice a little bit hoarse. "I'll be happy to do more if you want me to. Just tell me."

Carynne's eyes blazed with desire, but she softly kissed Kelsey's lips. "Just your fingers for now, Kel. I love it when you finger me."

Kelsey nodded with a bright smile, and she slowly brought her hand down. As soon as she felt her fingertips touch the entrance to Carynne's drenched cunt, she quickly jammed two fingers inside the unbelievable goddess. The heat of Carynne's pussy was incredible, and Kelsey moaned at the gripping feeling of her girlfriend's slit.

"Uhm, fuck!" Carynne grunted, then she started grinding and squeezing her pussy up and down Kelsey's fingers.

"Is there room for more?" Stacey grinned, but before Carynne could even nod, Stacey had already jammed another finger beside Kelsey's.

Carynne mewled and shivered at the rough fingerfucking inflicted on her by her two friends. Kelsey was playing with one of her tits from behind, while Stacey was again sucking on her nipples, even as their three fingers kept plowing inside her cunt.

The crowd was getting a little more rowdy, with small shouts of encouragement being uttered here and there, but most of the people were just watching as if in a trance, their eyes drinking in every detail of the three incredible girls in front of them.

Kelsey saw Carynne turn her head, and she grinned at the fire that was burning in her girlfriend's eyes.

"Kel, please ... ohhh," Carynne groaned, unable to finish her sentence because that was the exact moment that Stacey began to rub her clit.

Kelsey knew exactly what her friend wanted, so she slid her two fingers deeper inside that fantastic little pussy; then, she curled her thumb into Carynne's tight asshole.

A massive shudder tore through Carynne's body, and Kelsey locked her mouth on her girlfriend's neck, sucking and kissing roughly while simultaneously squeezing Carynne's nipple with her left hand.

"God, yes, you guys! Make me fucking cum!" Carynne squealed. She was almost desperately humping her cunt on the fingers of her friends, and her hands were roughly pulling on Stacey's hair.

Kelsey and Stacey mercilessly plowed Carynne's pussy until Kelsey knew her girlfriend was on the verge of cumming. Carynne's entire body was shaking like crazy, and her nipples seemed almost an inch long. Her juices were leaking out of her fantastic slit, soaking the fingers that were trapped inside it.

Stacey let her tongue trail down Carynne's tummy, licking at her ultra-sensitive belly-button. Kelsey broke the contact between her lips and Carynne's neck and grinned at the sight; she knew that Carynne could cum just from having her tummy licked, much less from having it licked while three fingers were buried in her cunt. She grinned even more when she saw the huge hickey she'd left on Carynne's deeply tanned neck. She teasingly scraped Carynne's earlobe with her teeth, then she whispered, "I love you, my little slut."

Carynne exploded into orgasm, letting out a scream that reverberated through the entire nightclub. Her entire body clenched up, and her pussy practically tore the skin of Kelsey's fingers. "Oh fuck!" she squealed as she began to cum, pulse after pulse of her juice washing over her friends' hands.

"Yeah, cum for us," Kelsey moaned. She wrapped her left arm around Carynne's tummy, just underneath Stacey's face, to keep her from collapsing while her orgasm absolutely tore through her. At the same time she kept plowing her fingers and thumb into Carynne's holes, loving how they clenched and spasmed.

Carynne came for a good fifteen seconds before slumping in Kelsey's grasp. Within seconds she began to purr, and Kelsey smiled happily, kissing the back of her head.

Stacey straightened up and pulled her finger out of Carynne's cunt, then she held it up near Kelsey's mouth. "Do you want it?" she breathed hotly.

Kelsey nodded with a hungry moan, and she took her friend's finger into her mouth, sensuously licking it clean of Carynne's cunt juice. She returned the favor with her own fingers, holding them up for Stacey who wasted no time in sucking them into her own mouth as well.

Vaguely, Kelsey became aware of the crowd around them cheering and roaring their approval for the fantastic show, and she began blushing quite fiercely. Had she really just done all that? A few seconds later, however, a grin popped up on her face, and she nibbled her lip, playing coy while secretly loving it.

Carynne pulled Stacey close for a deep, sultry kiss, then she turned around and gave an even more hungry one to Kelsey. The crowd was absolutely going crazy, loudly applauding, and Carynne gave them all a cocky little grin, bowing slightly to acknowledge their appreciation.

Without saying anything, she quickly slid down to a squat, letting her hands trail over Kelsey's and Stacey's legs. Both girls looked surprised for a second, then they grinned simultaneously when they realized what Carynne was going to do.

Kelsey nibbled her lip harder as she felt Carynne's hand slide underneath her flippy skirt, quickly seeking out her pussy. She'd worn a small pair of panties herself, but Carynne almost disdainfully moved them aside, and without any hesitation her girlfriend plunged two fingers inside her.

"Oh fuck, Carynne!" Kelsey groaned. A shudder of pleasure rippled through her, and she felt her knees wobble. She was turned on beyond belief and wanted nothing more than to cum.

Even with just one hand, Carynne expertly undid the buttons on Stacey's Daisy Dukes, then slid her small hand inside. It had already been pretty obvious that Stacey was not wearing any panties, and Carynne encountered no further resistance in slipping two fingers inside Stacey's cunt as well.

The crowd's roar had quickly died down, and they breathlessly watched the continuation of the show. Both girls groaned as their slutty friend fingered them with a huge grin on her face. Carynne loved showing off, and Kelsey knew that almost nothing got her hotter than having plenty of people watch her while she did so.

Kelsey clenched her pussy on the fingers that plowed inside her, and she quickly felt herself start to lose control. Carynne was not being gentle or teasing, but rather was plunging her fingers in and out at an almost maddening pace, obviously determined to make Kel cum as fast as she possibly could.

Kelsey looked at Stacey who was groaning and squeezing just as much as she was. Both Carynne's arms were pumping up and down, driving deep inside her friends' needy pussies. After a few seconds, Carynne stopped, and she started almost pulling with her fingers buried inside the two of them.

It took a second for Kel and Stacey to figure out that Carynne wanted them closer together, but they quickly did so, coming to stand just inches away from Carynne on either side. Stacey locked her arms around Kelsey's neck and kissed her; a warm, deep kiss that sent even more shivers through Kelsey's spine.

Obviously satisfied with the result, Carynne continued her pumping motions again, sliding her fingers in and out almost like a piston.

Stacey groaned in Kelsey's mouth, and her body began to shake. Kelsey grinned at her friend, recognizing the signs of Stacey's impending orgasm. She quickly slid her hands inside Stacey's shirt, squeezing her friend's tits with her fingers in an effort to get Stacey off more quickly.

Carynne's thumb diddled against Kelsey's clit, and a wave of delight thundered through her pussy; she had to clench her teeth to keep from coming herself already. Even as Stacey began to shudder and groan, she mentally urged her friend to please cum quickly, since she could barely wait to climax herself anymore. Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long. Just a few seconds later, Stacey's orgasm washed over her, and her friend let out a loud shriek of pleasure.

Carynne giggled when Stacey came all over her hand, and she quickly jabbed another finger inside. Kelsey put her left arm underneath Stacey's, making sure she didn't fall down because of her obviously delicious orgasm. Stacey locked her hands in Carynne's hair and almost yanked the wonderful little slut's face against her pussy.

Carynne laughed happily and stuck her tongue out, letting it diddle over Stacey's cunt, moaning as she drank Stacey's pussy juice for several long moments before their former cheerleader captain finally relaxed with a content sigh.

Carynne slurped across Stacey's cunt a few more times, then she wordlessly turned her face to Kelsey's slit. Kelsey swiftly lifted up her skirt and pulled it onto her hips, exposing herself fully to the crowd. A loud gasp of amazement went up, and she blushed with pleasure. She knew most people were gasping at the sight of her ass, and again she felt a deep thrill at the thought that people loved her bubble butt so much.

Kelsey let out a long, delighted groan when Carynne's tongue touched her cunt. She was already on fire, and her girlfriend's skilled tongue was too much for her to resist. She locked one of her hands in Carynne's hair and humped the gorgeous face in front of her. After just a few strokes, she felt her orgasm rise up, and she had to struggle to keep from screaming out loud.

She was so caught up in the delicious feelings coursing through her that she never noticed someone moving up behind her. She flinched for a second when she felt an arm being wrapped around her tummy, but she quickly recognized the feel and smell of Amanda.

"Cum, Kel. Cum all over her face!" Amanda whispered. Kelsey leaned her head back against Amanda's shoulder, in the same way Carynne had done earlier with her, and let herself go.

Her entire body almost jumped at her first squirt, and through almost closed eyelids she saw her pussy juice spray across Carynne's tongue, drenching her chin. Carynne groaned in delight, and she pulled her fingers out of Kelsey's slit, giving it free access to squirt even more.

Amanda bit Kelsey's earlobe with a hungry growl. "Drown her!" she hissed hotly, and Kelsey's second squirt was far more massive, splashing fully onto Carynne's face and instantly soaking her. If it hadn't been for Amanda's arms, she would have been unable to stay standing, but instead she just wobbled precariously as her pussy oozed stream after stream of her delicious juice onto her girlfriend's face.

Stacey sank to her knees and quickly began lapping Kelsey's cum off Carynne's face. They grinned as Kelsey squirted one final stream onto both of them before she basically collapsed.

Amanda gently let Kelsey down, sinking to her knees to keep her best friend and lover from falling, and she kissed Kelsey's cheek. "I love you, Kel," Amanda said.

"I love you too, Amanda," Kelsey said sweetly, turning her head slightly to give Amanda a soft kiss. She quickly broke it off again, however, and joined Stacey in licking her own pussy juice off Carynne's face. Carynne had a wonderful grin on her face as the tongues of her lovers lapped and lashed over her, and she tried to get kisses wherever she could.

The crowd was still almost silent, obviously stunned by the ferocity of Kelsey's orgasm, but they soon began roaring twice as loud as they had earlier, wildly applauding.

Amanda smiled at the back of Kelsey's head, and she leaned forward to put another kiss on Kelsey's hair. Her desire coursed through her like crazy, threatening to make her lose herself, and she fiercely bit down on her lower lip. The sharp sting of pain snapped her back to reality even as the bitter tang of blood started filling her mouth.

She got back up and immediately went over to Damon, who was staring at her with a mix of delight and surprise.

"Hey, what was that—" he began.

"Can we go, please?" she interrupted, struggling to keep the tears out of her voice.

"Yeah ... oh my God, what happened to your lip?" he asked with obvious concern, gently touching it with the tips of his fingers and frowning when he saw her blood on them.

She just shook her head as tears began to slide down her cheeks. She quickly ran outside without saying another word, nimbly cutting through the packed crowd that was still rapt with attention for the three girls sharing cum on the dance floor.

Damon was stunned. First because of the blatantly slutty show his own sister had put on, then because of Amanda's actions. Though he had loved seeing her help get Kelsey off, he couldn't help but wonder what had suddenly gotten into her. He knew he had to go after her, however, so he quickly tapped Ryan and Siara on the shoulder.

"Hey, I gotta go. It was nice meeting you guys," he said hurriedly. "Sorry, I don't mean to just run out, but—"

Siara smirked at him. "Don't worry, we understand. That was so hot!"

Ryan just grinned, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders.

Damon sighed. It made sense that they'd think he and Amanda were running out just to go fuck, but he didn't feel like explaining—Amanda was waiting for him! "Yeah. I'll see you guys tomorrow, maybe?"

Ryan nodded. "Yeah, we'll stop by and say hi."

"Alright. See ya!" he said, then he ran off before they could answer. He had to struggle to get through the crowd, and by the time he got outside he saw Amanda running along the beach, going back towards the Ocean Club. He quickly set off after her.

Back inside, Kelsey, Carynne and Stacey were grinning when they finally got up.

"Oh jeez, I can't believe we just did that in front of everybody!" Kelsey gasped at Carynne. "You're turning me into such a slut!"

"You love it, admit it!" Carynne grinned.

"I do," Kelsey said softly. "And I love you."

"Mmmm, I love you too!" Carynne said happily. "And now I want to go back to the villa, and fuck you both until you can't walk anymore!"

Kelsey and Stacey both nodded in eager agreement. "Let me just say goodbye," Kelsey said, turning to the others. When she saw only Ryan and Siara, she figured Amanda and her brother must have run off to go fuck. She felt a sharp pang of loss, but she quickly shoved it aside; she couldn't have it all, she knew. Then a sudden doubt coursed through her—were they off fucking, or was it something else? She sighed at the realization that she really needed to explain everything to them, and she made up her mind to do that at the earliest opportunity.

"Hey," she said to Siara, who was staring at her with her mouth wide open. Ryan was also staring, though his stare was hungry rather than shocked.

"Oh my God ... I've never seen something like that before!" Siara gasped.

"Yeah ... I'm sorry. It's not like we do this all the time or anything. We just got a little carried away," Kelsey said, slightly embarrassed. She realized how she must have looked.

Siara grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "No, don't be sorry. I ... I really enjoyed it. It was incredible!"

Kelsey stared at her for a few seconds, then she giggled and squeezed Siara's hand in return. "We're gonna go now, but I was wondering if you two wanted to do something with us tomorrow?"

Siara nodded quickly. "Yes, we'd love to."

"Cool. Just come by our villa then, okay? We're at the Ocean Club, we're the fourth—"

"We know," Siara said, giving Ryan a playful smirk. "We'll be there. Does eleven sound alright?"

"Yeah, that sounds great," Kelsey said. She smiled at the two of them as they left in a bit of a hurry. There was little doubt in her mind that they, at least, were going straight back to their room and fuck each other's brains out. She briefly wondered whether Ryan was as awesome in bed as Damon was.

The three girls quickly went to the bar, where Stacey settled the tab and Kelsey searched for her heels, which she'd taken off once they started dancing. Everyone in the crowd seemed determined to congratulate and thank them for their show, and it took about twenty minutes for them to finally get out of there. They hurried back to their villa, their minds already filled with the thoughts of what they would do once they got there, and they never even noticed the two people sitting along the beach near the water.

Damon sighed as he held Amanda close, listening to her cry while the waves calmly swirled near their feet. "Amanda, honey, tell me what's wrong, please..." he said for the dozenth time. All she'd done after he'd caught up with her was cry. He kissed the back of her head, tenderly squeezing her in his arms.

Finally, she looked up at him, her eyes blood red from her crying. "I miss Kelsey, Damon. I miss her so, so much! I want her back," she stammered through her tears.

Damon felt his own eyes get moist, and he clenched his teeth. "I know, baby. I want her back too," he said softly.



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Chapter 2

Damon reluctantly woke up in a groggy haze while his body angrily grumbled at him to go back to sleep. He'd been up nearly the entire night, just holding and comforting a nearly inconsolable Amanda. Utterly exhausted, she'd finally fallen asleep somewhere around four in the morning, and he hadn't been far behind. A quick glance at the bedroom clock showed it was just a little before eight, though the sun was already streaming in brightly through the open bedroom window, and the soft tang of the ocean filled the bedroom. He debated getting up and going for a swim, then decided against it. He was still too tired, and he could always go later. Instead he just listened to the waves slowly crashing on the beach as he watched the slow, never-ending rotations of the ceiling fan.

He smiled at the feel of Amanda sleeping closely against him, her head on his chest. She was naked, like him, but that was only because the villa's AC absolutely froze them if they turned it on, so instead they just left the windows open and slept in the nude. They hadn't made love at all the night before—one of the few nights in a long time that he could remember that happening. She had not been in the mood, of course, and to be fair, neither had he. She had actually apologized to him for not sucking him off like she'd promised, and he'd practically felt his heart break at the sadness in her voice.

Despite the fact that they hadn't had any sex, he loved waking up to find her lying against him like that; the only better way to wake up was if his sister was also there, on the other side of him.

He sighed as a sharp pang of pain rushed through him. His sister ... He loved Kelsey more than anything in his life, even more than Amanda if he was truly honest about it. He'd already loved his sister like crazy before the two of them had gotten romantically and sexually involved, and that had undoubtedly caused his love for her to grow even more. But something had changed since she'd begun to date Carynne, and the romantic and physical aspect of their love seemed to be slowly dwindling away. Not just between the two of them, but between her and Amanda as well. The spectacular threesomes they'd had seemed a distant memory, since the last time Kelsey had even joined their bed had been well over a month ago, and even then she'd been nowhere near as enthusiastic as she normally was.

He'd figured it was just a temporary thing, born out of Kelsey dating Carynne and being continuously ravaged by the incorrigible sex-goddess; God knew that Carynne could wear anyone out, with maybe the exception of Amanda, who was utterly insatiable. He'd hoped that Kelsey would join them again on their vacation, but that hadn't happened either, and with her continued absence he began to wonder if there was something else going on. While he was sad enough himself about Kelsey no longer being in his bed, he knew it was really hurting Amanda, and that she believed it had something to do with her. He'd tried to convince her that wasn't the case, but he was certain she still harbored those fears. Deep down inside, he felt those fears too. Was it something he'd done?

A loud knock on the door interrupted his train of thought, and for some reason he just knew it was Kelsey. He gently slipped out from beneath Amanda without waking her up—a skill he had slowly picked up over the past ten months—and walked out of the bedroom, down the stairs into the absurdly luxurious living area. He marveled again at the villa Stacey had booked for them for the vacation. It was practically the size of his parents' house, and absolutely filled with high class furniture and every imaginable kind of luxury. There were no fewer than three plasma TVs in the house, as well as a lavishly appointed kitchen, a separate dining room, three bathrooms, hardwood floors, and all kinds of appliances whose purpose he was still trying to figure out. In many ways it reminded him of Stacey's own home.

The knock on the door was repeated, a little louder this time, and he muttered, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" as he continued walking towards the front door.

He briefly considered putting on clothes, then he shrugged. Kelsey wouldn't mind seeing him like this, and if it was someone else, it was their own damn fault for knocking on his door so early. He partially opened the door, at least making sure it still covered his most embarrassing parts—modesty didn't cost anything, after all.

Like he'd surmised, it was Kelsey. "Hey," she said. "Sorry to be here so early, but I wanted to talk to you before you went swimming."

He gave her a big smile and opened the door to let her in. She was wearing a pair of white shorts and a pink t-shirt; in and of itself her outfit wasn't all that impressive, but on her amazing body everything looked sexy. His cock staggered at the sight of her breasts straining her t-shirt, and the swell of her perfect ass in those tight shorts, and he hoped she'd changed her mind and would let him at her again. Just the thought of fucking her ass made him shiver with anticipation.

Noticing his cock rising, she gave him a little smile. "I'm not here for that, Damon."

A huge wave of disappointment surged through him, and he barely managed to clench his teeth before he said something he'd likely regret. He'd sworn he'd never get angry at his sister again, for anything, and he wasn't about to break that promise. It didn't do much to stop him from feeling like shit, however. "Okay. Let me go put on some clothes, and we can talk outside," he said in an even voice, trying his best to hide his unhappiness from her.

"No, I need to talk to Amanda too."

"She's still asleep. We didn't get to sleep until around four."

Kelsey gave him a small grin. "She must be slipping, seeing as how you're still able to walk."

"We didn't fuck, Kel," he said curtly. "She was up crying all night, and now she's exhausted."

Kelsey closed her eyes and sighed. He saw a quick flash of pain on her face, but she immediately suppressed it again. He felt his heart hammer in his chest when her eyes opened. He loved her eyes, and the way they'd change color with her mood; they seemed to be a fairly neutral blue at that moment. A powerful wave of attraction swept through him, and he suddenly realized he missed her far more than he'd ever even imagined.

"Why was she crying? Was it ... was it because of me?" she asked softly.

He clenched his teeth and just nodded.

She sighed again, and her body just seemed to slump. "I should have realized it earlier. She was practically beating me over the head with it, and I didn't see it. Or maybe I did, and I just pretended I didn't."

"So why did—"

"Hey," Amanda said sleepily as she came down the stairs and into the villa's living room. "What are you two talking about?"

"You," Kelsey grinned at her best friend. Damon was looking straight at her, and he saw Kelsey's eyes light up at the sight of Amanda naked. They turned the most beautiful blue he'd ever seen, and he almost wanted to scream at her, to ask her why she seemed so hell-bent on breaking up the wonderful relationship the three of them had.

"Do you want me to leave? So you can talk about me, I mean?" Amanda asked, a little hesitantly.

"No, of course not!" Kelsey said immediately, walking over and taking Amanda's hand. She pushed her lips against Amanda's, and Amanda melted right away, wrapping her other arm around Kelsey's neck. Their kiss was slow and unhurried rather than hungry, and Damon smiled at them.

"I'm sorry for making you cry," Kelsey said softly. "I never meant to."

"Kel, is it ... did I do something wrong?" Amanda asked, her voice breaking. Damon felt his own eyes get moist again, and he angrily wiped at them with the back of his hand. He wanted nothing more than to go over and hug the girl he loved, but he stayed right where he was, waiting to see what was going to happen. Kelsey and Amanda needed the moment to themselves.

Kelsey rapidly shook her head. "No, you didn't! Oh God, Amanda, I'm so sorry that you think that!"

"Then why won't you join us anymore?" Amanda asked. Her voice was so soft that it was barely audible, and Damon could see her heart and soul in her eyes.

Kelsey sniffed and wiped away several tears. "That's what I'd like to talk to you two about, actually. Can we? Talk for awhile, I mean?"

Amanda nodded, and she walked over to one of the leather couches in the living room. She sat down in the biggest one, wrapping her feet beneath her. Seeing his girlfriend sitting there like that, completely naked, nearly made Damon's knees buckle. Kelsey sat down beside her and took Amanda's hand again.

"I'll leave you two alone for awhile," Damon said, swallowing hard to get the lump out of his throat.

"No," Kelsey said. "This is about you too! Come sit with us, please?"

"Okay." He walked over and sat down beside Amanda, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her close against him. He could see his sister's eyes checking both of them out, and for a moment it seemed like she wanted nothing more than to jump them and explode in one of those incredible, mind-blowing sex-marathons they used to have. The moment passed quickly, however, and she just sat there, not making a move.

The three of them stared at each other until Kelsey finally said, "I'm sorry that I haven't ... that we haven't had this talk before. I really owed it to you two to come talk to you about this sooner. I just ... I've been kind of scared to."

"Scared? Why would you be scared?" Amanda gasped. "You can tell us everything, you know that! Kel, if there's something wrong, or if there's something we did that's bugging you, please tell us!" Her voice was pleading, and Damon felt her shiver in his arms.

"No, you guys didn't do anything wrong! It's all me, or ... well, it's ... I..." Kelsey began, then she sighed in obvious frustration. She gathered herself for several moments while Damon and Amanda just sat quietly, watching her, then she said, "I love you both with all my heart, you know that. But I love Carynne too."

"Right, and we're happy for you," Amanda said with a soft smile.

"I know you are, but it's ... look, I understand that you two are exclusive, and I fully supported it when you made that decision. And I was thrilled that you'd still let me be a part of you."

"You're not just a part of us, Kel," Damon said quietly. "You are us."

Kelsey looked at him for a second, then she giggled. He felt himself blush, and he mumbled, "Well, what I mean is—"

She reached over to put her hand on his knee and gently squeezed it. "I know. You see the three of us as one couple."

He nodded. "Yeah, I do. And so does Amanda."

Amanda eagerly nodded her agreement. "'Us' is not complete without you, Kel."

"Right. And I love that, but ... but it's really unfair to Carynne," Kelsey said slowly.

"What's unfair? We're not keeping you from her, right? We've never held you back," Amanda said.

"No, you haven't. It's not that you keep me from her, it's that ... well, you keep her from you."

Damon and Amanda looked at each other, seeing their confusion mirrored in each other's eyes. "What do you mean?" Amanda asked.

"I get to be with you two whenever I want, but she doesn't."

"So she's jealous of you getting to be with us?"

Kelsey sighed as she shook her head. "No, she's not jealous, though I think she's probably sad about it, to be honest."

"You think? Hasn't she told you?"

"No. She'd never say anything about it, but I'm pretty sure she feels left out."

"But ... you're with her whenever you two want? We want you to be with her whenever you want! We just don't want you to no longer be with us," Damon said.

Kelsey shook her head. "Let me start at the beginning, and I'll see if I can explain it a bit better that way, okay?"

"Okay," Amanda and Damon said simultaneously.

Kelsey cleared her throat. "It was a few weeks after we started having sex again, after I'd gotten out of the hospital, near the end of February. You two were off to dinner with your mom, Amanda, and I was home by myself. Carynne called and asked me if she could come over. I was pretty horny, so obviously I said yes. I couldn't wait for her to get her hands on me again!

"When she showed up, however, she was very quiet and not at all herself. I asked her what was wrong, and she took me to my room and made me sit down on my bed. Then she sank to her knees in front of me, and she told me she loved me!" A smile popped up on Kelsey's beautiful face at the memory.

"I told her that I knew that already, of course, but then she said that she was in love with me, and that really surprised me. I asked her when it had happened, and she admitted that she'd felt that way for a long time. She just never said anything because of ... well, you know..."

"Because of you and me," Amanda said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah. She said she never wanted to get between us, and that's why she never did anything about her feelings. But she also said that it broke her heart to see me in the hospital, knowing that I might die without her ever having told me ... that ... that she loved me." Kelsey burst into tears, and Amanda quickly wrapped her in a warm embrace, even as she started crying too.

Damon sat silently, his heart aching at the sight of the two girls he loved most in the world in such grief.

Kelsey looked at Amanda through her tears, and she gave her best friend another slow kiss. "I love you, Amanda," she finally said.

"I love you too, Kel. I love you so much!" Amanda replied, biting her lip to keep from crying more.

Kelsey looked at her a bit more closely, and suddenly she gasped. "What did you do to your lip?"

Amanda shrugged. "I bit it. It's not important, don't worry about it."

"Did you do that because of me?" Kelsey asked with a sad look on her face.

"No," Amanda lied, shaking her head. "Just go on."

Kelsey gave her a penetrating stare for a few moments, but when Amanda didn't budge, she continued. "Alright. After Carynne told me that she was in love with me, I cried for awhile, hugging her and kissing her. Then I asked her if she wanted to be ... you know, my girlfriend."

"Which she did," Damon said with a smile.

"No, she didn't," Kelsey said quietly.

"What? Why not?" Amanda asked, frowning. "She loved you, and you were available."

Kelsey smiled. "Was I? Was I really? That soon after everything that had happened?"

"You mean ... you weren't ready yet."

Kelsey nodded. "Carynne said that if I became her girlfriend, she wanted me completely, a hundred percent. She didn't want to be just the rebound, and she didn't want to play second fiddle to you guys."

"But we never would have—"

"I know," Kelsey said quickly. "But she was worried about how much of myself I could give to her. So she said that I should think about it, and that if I decided I couldn't give her the attention and love that she wanted, we'd still just be friends like we'd always been, and nothing would change."

"So you told her no?" Damon asked.

"Yeah. It really hurt me to have to do it, but I just couldn't make that commitment, not that soon. And I didn't want to do that to her—she deserved more than for me to just sort of be her girlfriend at those moments when it suited me."

"What did she say?" Amanda asked.

Kelsey let out a little laugh. "She smiled at me, gave me a kiss, and said she understood; then, she fucked me."

Both Damon and Amanda smiled at the thought. The image of Carynne fucking Kelsey mere seconds after she was essentially turned down fit so well with her.

"So how did you two get together then?"

"She and I just continued playing, same as always. She gave me all the space I wanted, but at the same time she was always there for me when I needed her. And of course she continued to make me cum over and over again. About a month before we graduated I went over to her place one night—I'd had a good while to think about it, and I wanted to talk to her again. She was very happy to see me, and we talked for a long time. In the end, I asked her if she wanted to be my girlfriend again, and she gave me the same answer as she had before: Yes, but not if it meant she was going to be the sub on the bench.

"I promised her she wouldn't be, and she smiled and gave me a really long kiss—I was seeing stars by the time she let up. Then she said she'd love to be my girlfriend!"

"And we love that she is your girlfriend," Amanda said earnestly. "Damon and I both love her to death. So why is there ... why aren't we together anymore?"

"The one thing I was worried about with Carynne was how much she loved being with others, to be honest," Kelsey said, seemingly ignoring Amanda's question. "I love having sex with multiple girls myself, but I knew Carynne had a long list of multiple conquests. And a part of me was scared that she would keep doing that, because I knew I wouldn't handle it very well.

"Fortunately, it turned out that my fear was totally unwarranted. From the very first day she said yes to being my girlfriend, Carynne has always been faithful to me. She turned down every offer at school, she said no to all the phone calls she got from old hookups, and she was just with me, only with me. Of course, we both still had sex with Stacey, but I knew that she wasn't seeing Stacey on her own anymore. The only way she'd ever have sex with someone else is if I was there too. She shared everything with me from day one, and never, ever did anything without me.

"When I asked her about it at one point, she just smiled and said that I would never have to worry about her cheating on me, because she would rather die first. At the same time, though, she never said anything about me going to be with you guys. She never complained or made a comment other than to tell me to have fun. She never tried to get me to change my mind if I told her I was spending the night with the two of you." Kelsey let out a deep sigh, smiling as she thought of her girlfriend.

"So then why is she upset over you being with us?" Amanda asked.

Kelsey shook her head. "She isn't. She isn't upset over it at all. All she wanted was for her to be my main focus, and she is. She's not jealous about the three of us."

Amanda's voice turned both sad and confused. "Then why does it seem like there is no more us?"

"Because I feel bad about it," Kelsey said softly. "Carynne will never say anything, but I know that deep down she wants to share what I have with you guys. She and I both know you two are focused on each other, and we're happy that you are. But she shares everything with me, and it..."

Damon bit his tongue when his sister began to cry again. Amanda tried to console her, but Kelsey shook her head, her nose sniffling as she wiped away her tears. "I love you both more than anything. I never realized when we started out with this that I'd ever have to make this decision, but it hurts me so much that I have something with you two that I can't share with her! And I don't want to do it anymore; I can't ... I can't keep doing that to her ... Every time I go to be with you guys and leave her by herself, I feel like I'm cheating on her, and it's making me miserable! I'm sorry, Amanda ... I know I'm making myself choose between you and her, and I'm choosing her, and I feel horrible about it!"

Amanda didn't say anything, instead just wrapping Kelsey in a deeper embrace while her tears ran freely. They hugged for a long time, until Amanda finally said, "It's okay, Kel. I understand."

"Do you really?"

Amanda nodded. "Yes, I do. You're happy with Carynne, and all I've ever wanted is for you to be happy. I'm glad that you and Carynne are doing so well, and I ... I know that you can't keep being with us if Carynne can't be a part of it. You wouldn't be you if you felt differently about that. I know if Carynne and I were in opposite positions, you'd do the same thing for my sake."

Kelsey sniffled, then she nodded slowly. "I love you, Amanda. I love you so, so much."

"I love you too, Kel."

The girls both smiled at each other, and they wiped the tears off each other's cheeks even as fresh ones kept streaming down. Kelsey leaned over and gave Damon a soft kiss. "And I love you, doofus."

"I love you too, Kel," he said, nearly choking on the words. His gut felt as if a dozen red-hot swords were running him through, and his head was woozy.

"I'm sorry that I'm hurting you both, and please believe me when I say that I miss you two every single minute of the day..."

Damon's voice was a barely audible croak. "We miss you too, and—"

Before he could say anything else, Kelsey quickly got up, tears streaming down her face. "I ... I have to go. I'll talk to you guys later!"

Before either Damon or Amanda could say anything else, Kelsey quickly ran out, the sound of her sobs trailing behind her.

As soon as the door closed, Amanda threw herself in Damon's arms. "Oh, Damon!" she wailed, then she began to cry in earnest.

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It was about an hour later when Amanda had finally recovered. Damon had held her throughout her grief, continuously kissing her and telling her he loved her.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asked gently.

She gave a small, noncommittal shrug. "I don't know ... I guess. It's my own fault, anyways," she said, her voice hoarse from her grief.

"What? Why would you say that?" he exclaimed.

"Because it's true. I wanted everything! I wanted you and her, and I wanted you both to myself! I loved our little deal where you and I were exclusive, so that I never had to share you, and getting to have Kelsey whenever we wanted her too."

"You know Kelsey wanted that as well; it's not as if we were forcing her to accept it. She loved it just as much as we did."

She nodded. "Yeah, but I should have known it wasn't going to last. Our threesome was great for the three of us, but it pretty much sucks for whoever Kelsey was going to wind up with. We should have realized that her girlfriend, or her boyfriend, wasn't going to be happy with Kel just going off to fuck us whenever we felt like it."

"It's not Carynne's fault," Damon said quietly. "Kelsey's the one making the decision not to be with us anymore."

"Really?" Amanda asked softly. "I know Carynne would never complain because she doesn't want to see Kelsey unhappy any more than I do, but I also know that Kelsey would take the blame herself if Carynne was the one who said something about it."

"So you think that's what happened?"

"I don't know," Amanda said, her face a sad smile. "Even if it was, who could blame her? I feel horrible that we never once thought about how she'd feel about Kelsey coming to fuck us, and her having to stay home."

Damon felt his cheeks blush as he looked at the ground, embarrassment coursing through him. "Yeah..."

Amanda cuddled up a little closer against him, and she sighed deeply. "It's all so ironic, isn't it?"

He gave her a puzzled look. "What's ironic?"

"That Kelsey and I were always joking about how jealous you were going to be once she found a guy for herself, and how hard it would be for you to handle seeing her with someone else. Then she hooks up with Carynne, and it turns out I'm the one who's jealous!"

"You are?"

"Yes," Amanda said, almost angrily wiping away another tear that ran down her cheek. "It's funny, when Carynne was in love with Kelsey while Kel and I were together, I thought it was so cute! I just loved that about her, that she couldn't resist Kel any more than I could. And I got to be all noble about it too: 'Oh, no, I don't mind Carynne being in love with my girlfriend!' I'd say, and I'd feel all proud too at how mature I was. But now she has my girlfriend, and she's indirectly the reason why I don't have Kelsey anymore, and I'm so fucking jealous I could scream!"

Damon stared at her almost as if in shock. He didn't even know Amanda was capable of jealousy. "I ... I just don't know what to say, honey," he finally stammered.

She gave him a melancholy smile. "I'm sorry. I know you never expected this of me; I don't think that I ever even expected this of myself either."

He searched for something, anything to say. Finally, he just said, "I love you, Amanda."

She gave him a sweet smile, then she closed her eyes and kissed him. He could feel her tears slide down her cheeks again, and his entire being ached with misery over her sadness. If only there was some way he could make it better for her!

"I love you too," she said softly. "Thank you for being so strong during this. Without you, I don't know what I'd do."

He grimaced slightly. "I'm not that strong, you know. The thought of not getting to make love to Kelsey anymore is making me sick to my stomach, and my head's so woozy I feel like I've got a concussion."

"I know," she sighed. "But you're obviously much better at dealing with it than I am ... why is that, anyways?"

He shook his head. "I don't really know. I mean ... it hurts me, of course. All I can think about is holding her in my arms, or kissing her, or having her cum on me ... on us!"

Amanda gave him a small, encouraging smile, but she didn't say anything, instead waiting for him to continue.

"I guess ... I guess that, deep down inside, I've always kinda had this thought that Kelsey and I would never be a permanent thing. That it would end someday."

Amanda sighed. "Really? I always thought we'd be together forever."

"I'd have loved it if we would have been, but I just never was able to wrap my mind around that. I figured she'd still get with us from time to time for some awesome sex, but in the future, I thought it'd just be you and me."

Amanda nodded sadly. "I guess I'll have to try to get used to that thought as well." Her lip started wobbling, and she was on the verge of crying again.

He couldn't take it anymore; Amanda's grief was like a chainsaw in his gut. "Amanda, go be with her!" he said, forcing the words out of his throat while mentally yelling at his heart to shut the fuck up.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Go to Kel, and tell her you want to be with her and with Carynne!"

Her gorgeous green-blue eyes flashed, and she gave him an absolutely astonished look, rapidly blinking away her tears. "But ... why would I ... what about you?"

"Don't worry about me. You two love each other so much, all three of you do, and you should go be together!" he said earnestly, trying his hardest to ignore the flares of pain that tore through him at the thought of not being with Amanda anymore.

Amanda closed her eyes, and she let out several deep, slow breaths. When she reopened them, they were shining brightly, filled with her love for him. "You can be so silly sometimes! What good would that do me if I didn't have you?"

"But you miss Kelsey so much..."

She nodded. "I do. I miss her so much I can't even describe it, but any solution where I wind up without you just isn't gonna work."

He felt himself practically melt inside. "Are you sure?"

She fiercely kissed him, practically devouring his mouth as she climbed on top of him. His cock staggered to attention at the feel of her incredible body, but he knew she wasn't mounting him to fuck him. He wrapped his arms around her back and just held her close while they kissed in an almost insane frenzy.

They were both panting heavily by the time they stopped making out. Their foreheads were touching, and they looked deep into each other's eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure," she whispered. "I want you. I will always want you, and I will never not want you to be a part of anything I do."

His relieved smile sent butterflies soaring through her stomach, and she gave him another kiss. "I love you, Damon."

"I love you too, Amanda Linnea O'Sullivan."

She smiled at him. The way he said her full name just sent shivers down her spine, and she took shelter in his love. They sat together for a few more minutes, until she finally asked, "Damon?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you mind if I ... if I want to be by myself for a little while?" she asked softly. His look of worry was cute, wonderful and frightening, all at the same time.

"You're not going to do something silly, are you?" he asked, a bit nervously.

"No, of course not," she said reassuringly, shaking her head. "I just found out some things about myself that I don't really like, and I'd like to get my head on straight. Just go swim, and I'll see you in a little while, okay?"

He sighed softly, then nodded. "Okay. Let me know if you need anything."

"I will," she said, kissing him again before getting off of him.

Damon got up and started walking towards the front door. He couldn't believe that he wasn't going to be able to make love to Kelsey anymore! His mind felt as if it was packed in wool, and he hoped an hour or so of vigorous swimming would at least let him think clearly again.

"Damon!" Amanda called after him just as he was about to open the door.

"Yeah?" he asked, looking at her over his shoulder.

"You might need these," she said sweetly, holding up his swimming trunks. "They probably don't allow you to swim in the nude around here."

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When Damon came outside, he saw it was another beautiful day. The sun was shining brightly, though some possible storm clouds were forming out in the distance over the ocean. They seemed an almost poetic match to the way he felt. He briefly debated breakfast, but his stomach protested loudly at the thought of having to deal with food. The pain caused by Kelsey's decision was giving it fits.

Even though it was still early in the morning, the temperature was in the low eighties, and it was already fairly muggy. He quickly went into the water, enjoying how refreshingly cool and chilly it felt, and started swimming. Rather than worry about technique and strokes, he just swam full-out, as if he could physically beat the turmoil that coursed through him until it left him alone.

Kelsey's words kept ringing through his mind, and though he tried his hardest to find some flaw in her reasoning, he eventually realized that she was right. His exclusivity with Amanda was great for the two of them, and their agreement to still have sex with his sister was also great, for all three of them. But the person who Kelsey was seeing—Carynne—basically just got royally hosed. She'd have to watch Kelsey be with him and Amanda while she was never allowed to join in. As much as it pained him, he had to admit that Kelsey made the right decision for her and Carynne. It was unfair to Carynne, and Kelsey needed to focus on what was best for the two of them, not just what was the best for herself.

He slowed down and flipped over onto his back, relaxing for a little while. Images of his sister kept floating in front of him, and he knew he missed her like crazy. As badly as it hurt him, however, he was mostly just really worried about Amanda. Kelsey was her first lover, and she loved Kelsey with every fiber of her being. To be told that she could no longer be with his sister would likely hurt her for a long time to come.

He went over all kinds of what-if scenarios in his mind, purposely staying away from the ones where he and Amanda would break up. He couldn't remember ever feeling more relieved—with probably the sole exception of when Kelsey came out of her coma—as when he heard her say that she wanted him to always be part of everything she did. He'd meant it when he'd offered to step aside so Amanda could go back to being with Kelsey, but his pain over losing her would have been just as bad as the pain he felt over losing Kelsey.

He corrected himself quickly—of course he wasn't really losing Kelsey. She was still his sister, she still loved him to death, and he loved her just as much. They'd always be prominently involved in each other's lives, but they just wouldn't be romantically involved anymore. Even thinking about it sent shards of grief tearing through him. He'd never get to feel that incredible body shiver underneath him anymore; never get to feel those fantastic breasts pressing against his chest while she rode his cock; never get to watch that amazing ass jiggle as he fucked her from behind.

"Fuck!" he angrily screamed at the bright blue sky, which observed his fury with oblivious indifference. He quickly turned around and continued swimming, pumping every ounce of energy he had into his front crawl while trying to drain his body to the limit. Since Nationals had been such a short while ago, he was in fantastic shape, and his body absolutely ate up the distance even as his mind just kept trying to come up with some way to deal with the issue at hand.

Eventually he shook himself out of his angry melancholy, and he blinked a little in surprise. When had the water turned that dark? He glanced over his shoulder to see where he was, then he cursed loudly when he saw that he was quite a lot further away from the beach than he'd originally planned on going. With a disgusted grimace he turned around and slowly made his way back.

Though the ocean was quite calm, the outgoing tide didn't really help him much, and by the time he made it back to the beach he was totally exhausted. His legs protested violently when he tried to stand, so he collapsed to the white beach, falling down hard onto his ass. He was almost desperately gulping for air, and he knew if he'd gone just a few hundred yards further, he'd—

"Damon!" Stacey's worried voice came from nearby, interrupting his thoughts, and a few seconds later she knelt beside him. Her hand felt wonderfully warm on his back. "Are you okay? What the hell were you doing?!"

"Swimming," he coughed, managing to give her a small grin.

"You idiot! You went so far that I could barely even see you anymore!"

"Sorry."

She pulled on his arm, trying to get him up. His body protested loudly at the further prospect of movement, and instead he slowly lay down on his back with a deep sigh.

"I think I'm gonna just ... lie here for a bit, Stace," he said, grimacing as his shoulder muscles started to cramp up. He really needed to do a few cool down laps, but the sand felt amazingly comfortable. Stacey was looking at him, her face part worry and part angry glare. He couldn't help but notice just how beautiful she really was with her face scrunched up like that, and her long, blonde hair almost incandescent in the sun's bright rays. She was wearing a dark red bikini that was struggling to keep her firm tits from spilling out. Warm memories of the one time he'd fucked her flooded his mind, but those memories were quickly swept away by the thought of fucking Kelsey's ass—with Stacey lying beneath her, hungrily waiting for his cum to leak into her mouth—and his gut clenched up again.

Stacey apparently took his grimace as one of physical discomfort, so she turned around and waved at someone. "David, please come help me!" she shouted.

Four burly guys in their late-thirties, dressed in khaki shorts and polos, quickly came running over. "What can we do for you, Miss Winterton?" the tallest of the four men asked. He had that serious, we-don't-have-a-sense-of-humor demeanor that Damon had come to expect from all the bodyguards in Stacey's family.

"You could get me something to eat?" Damon joked. The frown on the guy's face was priceless, and Damon coughed several times in an effort not to laugh too obviously.

"Stop that!" Stacey admonished him, slapping him on his belly. "David, can you help me get him to his sunlounger?"

"Sure," the man said, bending down to give Damon a hand.

Damon, however, waved the man off. "I'll be alright, guys, thanks."

Stacey gave him a long frown, but when she saw him shake his head, she turned back to the men and thanked them for coming over. The four of them simply nodded and went back to their table underneath one of the larger palm trees on the beach, where they resumed their apparent vigil. Damon realized they'd been there every day since they checked in, though he'd never paid them much attention. They obviously did a great job just blending into the background.

"Hey Stace, could you get me some water?" Damon asked. His body was decidedly unhappy with his lack of a proper cool down after such extreme physical exertion, and his stomach felt like it was tying itself into knots.

She nodded without comment, hurrying over to the bar and returning a few minutes later with two ice-cold bottles of water. She uncapped one and handed it over to Damon, who put it to his lips and drank eagerly, surprised at how thirsty he suddenly was. He suffered through another coughing attack as he emptied it, then he opened the second bottle and gulped that one down too.

"What were on earth were you doing?" she chastised him after he'd drained both bottles. She sat down beside him, curling her legs beneath her and sitting partially on her thigh. Her curves were displayed to incredible effect, and several men in the vicinity took great pains to check out the gorgeous blonde.

"I just swam too far," Damon said matter-of-factly as he shaded his eyes against the bright glare of the sun. The sand felt deliciously cool against his back, and the lethargy that was settling into his system was really overpowering; he had to struggle to stay awake. "I wasn't really paying any attention to how far I was going. My mind was somewhere else."

"That's pretty damn stupid when you're swimming straight out into the ocean!"

He grinned at her. "Yes mom. Sorry mom."

Her eyes flared briefly, then she gave him a resigned smirk. "Jerk!"

"Sorry."

She pursed her mouth and just stared at him, perhaps checking out his abs. Almost unconsciously he preened a bit for her, flexing his stomach muscles. She was just too beautiful not to, even though he didn't mean anything by it—he and Amanda took their exclusivity vow seriously.

"Does you turning into an idiot and nearly drowning yourself have something to do with why Kelsey was crying so badly earlier?" she asked after a few moments.

"Yeah."

Stacey sighed, probably in frustration. "Did you guys have a fight?"

"No. She's just decided she can't be with me and Amanda anymore."

"While we're here?"

"No, I'm pretty sure she meant permanently."

"What?! Why?"

"Because of Carynne."

"Carynne? Carynne doesn't mind if Kelsey goes to be with you guys. Why would that be such a big deal?"

"She feels bad about not being able to share us with Carynne when she shares everything else with her," Damon said sadly. "She says she feels like she's cheating on her every time she does."

Stacey looked at him for several long moments. "Oh," she finally said.

"Has Amanda been out yet?" he asked, rolling over onto his side and looking around for his girlfriend. It was a bit of a struggle, but he finally managed to sit back up, paying no mind to the wet sand that was covering most of him; he could always rinse off in awhile.

"No. Neither have Kelsey and Carynne. I came outside just after you, and when I saw you go into the water I tried to follow you, but you swim way too fast for me to be able to keep up!" she grinned.

He smiled at her. "Thanks, Stacey."

"For what?"

"For always being such an amazing friend." He held open his arms for her.

"Awww," she said, and he again saw her get that particular look in her eyes that sometimes made him wonder if she didn't feel more for him than she really let on. She quickly joined his embrace, tightly squeezing herself against him. "Don't mention it."

He kissed her forehead, after which they eased up and looked at each other in silence for a few moments. "So I take it those guys are your bodyguards?" Damon finally asked, more for something to say than because he was really curious.

"Yeah."

"I'd never even noticed them before. I was beginning to wonder if you'd actually taken some with you on this trip."

"I have to," Stacey said simply with a small shrug. "There's no way my dad would let me go anywhere without them."

"Where do they stay?"

"They have the villa next to the one the girls and I are staying in."

"I'm surprised your dad doesn't insist they stay with you in the same villa. Or even in your bedroom!" Damon joked.

She gave him a cute little grin. "I bet Carynne would like that! But no, after the whole Jonathan thing, Dad has made sure that I only have unattractive, older men as my bodyguards, and I think they're under very strict orders to keep their 'distance' from me," she said, making air quotes with her fingers.

"Jonathan thing? What happened?" Damon asked, remembering Stacey's personal bodyguard whom he'd even been friends with for a brief time. He hadn't seen Jonathan around in several months, he suddenly realized.

"He couldn't handle just being my bodyguard, and he tried to get me to be more than I wanted to be," she said in a small voice.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?"

"No, nothing like that. He just wouldn't leave me alone. He kept banging on my bedroom door, demanding to speak to me, and finally my dad had the other guys throw him out. Then Dad fired him and filed a protective order against him."

"What? Jesus, that seems a little..."

"Over the top?"

"Yeah."

Stacey nodded. "I agree, but Daddy was really angry. I tried calling Jonathan later to apologize for what happened, but he wouldn't take my call. A few days later, after I'd kept trying to call him dozens of times a day, he changed his cellphone number."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh well," Stacey said with a small shrug. "That's what I get for fooling around with my staff, right?"

"I guess so," Damon grinned. "You'd think there'd be plenty of other people for you to fool around with."

"Really? Most everybody on this trip seems to be off-limits to me!"

Damon grimaced, and though he quickly tried to hide it, Stacey saw it anyways.

"Oh ... shit, I'm such an idiot! I'm sorry, Damon. I just wasn't thinking," she apologized.

"It's okay. It's just..." he sighed and didn't finish.

"You and Amanda are really upset over Kelsey, aren't you?"

He nodded silently.

"I can go talk to her if you want? Maybe I can change her mind or something."

"No, that's okay," he said, waving her off with his hand. He stared off into the distance, his gaze mindlessly roaming over the beautiful blue ocean and the roiling storm clouds in the distance.

"Damon, I can see how much this is hurting you. Let me try to help, please?"

"I appreciate the offer, Stacey, but I don't want to make this any harder for Kelsey. It's hurting her enough as it is. And I don't want to just try to convince her to come back to our bed if it's going to make Carynne unhappy either. With the way things are going between her and Kel, she's probably going to be the equivalent of my sister-in-law at some point, and I don't want to cause any friction between us. I already feel like shit for never thinking of her feelings about the whole thing in the first place."

"So you're going to just let the girl you love slip through your fingers?" Stacey asked incredulously.

"No, I'm not. I've still got Amanda."

"Oh, come on! I may be blonde, but I'm not stupid. You love Kelsey just as much as you do Amanda, if not more, and don't even try to pretend that you don't! And you're letting her just walk away."

"Well, what else can I do? If she's decided that she doesn't want to be with us anymore, then that's—"

"It's not that she doesn't want to," Stacey interrupted him. "She obviously does. She just wants Carynne to be able to join in."

Damon waved off her objection. "Right, but it still doesn't change anything. Amanda and I want her to be with us, she says she can't, and so she won't."

"You could fix this so easily, you know."

"Not while she's with Carynne we couldn't."

"Yes, you can. Just invite Kelsey back into your bed and invite Carynne too."

Damon sighed. "We can't do that, Stace."

"Why not?"

"Because Amanda and I agreed we'd be exclusive."

"So? Agree to be exclusive and make an exception for some people. You already did for Kelsey."

"That's different..."

"No, it's not. It's the exact same thing. Kelsey happens to be your sister, but even if she wasn't you'd have still made that exception for her. You and Amanda would both have. So why can't you do the same thing for other people you love?"

"That's not fair, Stace. You know it's a completely different thing with Kelsey, precisely because of the fact that she's my sister, and because of what she and Amanda had before I got involved with them."

"And what makes Carynne so different? Carynne had been fooling around with Amanda for quite awhile before you came along, so why can't she have fun anymore with her? For that matter, Carynne fucked your brains out quite a few times as well! So why not anymore now? Because she's not your sister?" Stacey said insistently.

"No, but ... I..." Damon stuttered. "Look, after Kelsey was in the hospital, and Amanda and I didn't have sex until she was able to join us again, we just ... I dunno, we just didn't really miss all the group stuff all that much anymore."

"That's just because you felt bad about Kelsey. You two didn't want to fuck Carynne or me because Kel couldn't be there. If Kel had been able to, would you really have stopped? Be honest! You'd have come over to my house every afternoon like I'd offered!"

Damon was quiet for several moments, then he nodded slightly. "Yeah, we probably would have."

"And then you two likely wouldn't have come up with your exclusivity thing either."

"You're taking your speculation a bit far afield there," Damon said wryly.

She gave him a cute grin. "Hey, whatever it takes to convince you."

"You know, you're trying awfully hard to get us to..." Damon said, then he stopped when suddenly a curious thought popped into his mind. "Why do I get this strange feeling that you're not just lobbying for Carynne here?"

Stacey's grin just became bigger, but she shrugged her shoulders, pretending to play stupid.

"You're not just talking about her, are you? You're talking about yourself too."

"Maybe," she said, her face now a beautiful, teasing smile.

"Do you miss her? Amanda, I mean."

"Yes, I do. And not just her."

He stared at her in surprise. "Eh ... you ... what, me?"

Stacey giggled loudly. "You're so cute when you're all flustered!"

"But ... you and I've only ever done it once..."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"I mean, you'd been with Amanda for like a year, so I can see why you'd miss her, but me?"

"Oh, don't play so innocent!" She punched him in the arm even as she leaned forward far enough that they were almost touching. She put her hand on his, smiling when she saw the effect her physical contact was having on him. "But I'll tell you why. It's because I really loved that one time you and I hooked up. I loved feeling you cum inside me; it was so hot and so powerful. Your cock felt so big in me when you came, it was amazing," she said, her voice a seductive whisper.

Damon shuddered as the memories flooded through him. That entire Saturday had been the most amazing day of his life, and the sex he'd had, first with all the girls at Stacey's home, then later again that night on Pandora's balcony, had been out of this world. A small voice in his mind screamed at him that it wanted to enjoy those wonderful orgies again.

Stacey leaned in even closer, her firm tits pushing against his arm. Her eyes were smoky, and she looked as if she was about to kiss him. Before she could say or do something, however, a voice interrupted their moment from a little ways away.

"Hi guys!" Siara said as she and Ryan walked up along the beach. The British girl was waving excitedly at the sight of Damon and Stacey.

Stacey grinned at Damon and gave him a soft peck on the cheek. "We'll talk about this again some other time." Before he could answer, she got up and walked over to the approaching pair. "Hey!"

Damon's eyes followed Stacey, unable to keep from lingering on her ass. He again marveled at just how sexy she was, especially in that tight, dark red bikini. He shifted his gaze to Ryan and Siara, who were both wearing swim wear as well, which in Siara's case amounted to a pink bikini which clung enticingly to her tall, slender body.

Stacey greeted Siara while Ryan walked over to Damon, who shook his hand before getting up and quickly rinsing himself off in the ocean. He then walked back towards their regular set of sunloungers, with Ryan following after him.

"We didn't interrupt anything, did we?" Ryan asked curiously as he sat down, nodding his head towards Stacey who had led Siara to the same set of sunloungers.

"No, not at all. We were just talking," Damon said, perhaps a little too quickly.

"Uh-huh," Ryan grinned teasingly. "So why were you all covered in sand then? Does she like to be on top?"

"Oh nice. Very funny!" Damon laughed. "I swam too far and exhausted myself. When I got back to the beach, I was too tired to walk back here, and I just collapsed."

"Why didn't you stop swimming before you got exhausted?"

"Because by the time I got tired, I still had to go all the way back."

Ryan shook his head laughing. "Okay, I know this is pretty deep stuff, but try to stay with me: This is why you swim parallel to the beach!"

"Yeah, that advice would have been a bit more handy an hour ago, and where were you then?"

Ryan glanced surreptitiously in Siara's direction, and a big smirk popped up on his face.

"Well, okay, I guess that's a valid excuse, yeah," Damon chuckled. He waved Vincent over to order something to drink.

"Will your guests be staying long, sir?" Vincent asked politely after he'd sauntered over and had taken a few seconds to check out Stacey and Siara in their small bikinis.

Damon gave Ryan a questioning glance, and Ryan just shrugged. "We don't have anything else to do, so sure."

"Yeah, they'll be here awhile," Damon said.

"You can just put it on my villa account, Vincent," Stacey said, pointing at the villa she was staying in with the girls. "For the whole day."

"Of course, miss," Vincent said. He took everyone's order and left again, though not without sharing a smile with Stacey.

"You don't have to do that," Siara objected. "Ryan and I can pay for ourselves."

Stacey put her hand on Siara's and just gently shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I don't."

"Are you the one who's paying for all of this, then?" Siara asked, motioning at the beautiful villas behind them.

Stacey nodded. "My dad's in oil. He's got so much money he doesn't know what to do with it, so he gives me a lot of it, and I don't really know what to do with it, either."

Siara smiled. "You should date Ryan for awhile. He'd spend it right quick!"

Stacey glanced over at the tall, dark-haired guy and threw him a teasing grin.

"Oh, right, like I'm the only one who spends money like crazy!" Ryan objected, though he happily returned Stacey's grin.

Stacey leaned in close to Siara, whispering in her ear to keep the boys from hearing. "Dating him might be fun, but I get the idea that it's far more fun to just ravage that awesome body of his, hmm?"

Siara's eyes grew wide for a second as she drew back, then she giggled. "My word, are you always this forward?"

"Usually. It helps me get what I want more often."

"And what kind of things do you want?"

"Like you don't know," Stacey grinned. "Dirty things, mostly."

Siara laughed prettily. "I kind of got the idea last night that you girls were pretty naughty, yes."

"We do get a little horny at times," Stacey admitted, still smirking happily. "Though to be honest, what happened last night was really the first time we've done something like that. In a club full of people, I mean."

"So you have done it before?" Siara asked, her eyes smoldering.

"Oh yeah. Kelsey, Carynne and I have been fucking each other for quite awhile." She gave Siara a penetrating stare, trying to determine if the gorgeous British girl liked what she was telling her. When she saw Siara start to blush, she knew she was getting to her, so she added, "You liked watching us, didn't you?"

"Yes," Siara said softly. "There were a few girls at my private school who everybody believed had sex with each other, but I never knew for sure, and I certainly never saw it."

"Did it turn you on?" Stacey asked teasingly. Siara's accent was like a delicate caress across her spine, and she wanted to rip that tight, pink bikini off the tall brunette and fuck her to shreds, right there in front of her boyfriend.

"Yes..."

"Did you and Ryan have a lot of fun afterwards?"

Siara gasped at Stacey's straightforwardness, but she nodded after a few seconds while her blush grew even bigger.

"Good, I'm glad you liked it," Stacey said softly, putting her hand on the British girl's arm.

Siara gave her a coy smile. "Are you flirting with me, Stacey?"

"Uh-huh," Stacey said unashamedly. "Is it working?"

Siara's blush turned an absolutely gorgeous red, and Stacey inwardly squealed with delight. She couldn't wait to get her hands on Siara's sexy body!

"Yes, it is," Siara said quietly. "But please don't tell Ryan, or he'll immediately start bothering me about a bloody threesome again!"

Stacey laughed loudly at that, before dropping her voice back to a whisper. "Your boyfriend's into threesomes, huh?"

"God, is he ever!" Siara sighed. "He just will not stop talking about it!"

"Well, if you do ever decide you want to give him one, you're with the right group!" Stacey grinned.

"I sort of figured that. With the way you and those other two girls ... what were their names again? Kelsey and... ?"

"Carynne."

"Oh, right, Carynne! With the way they were going at it, I figure there's really not much you say no to, is there?"

Stacey laughed again. "Nope, there's not! Carynne's the wildest, sexiest slut you'll ever meet, and she is rapidly turning Kelsey into one as well!" she said, deliberately loud enough for Damon to hear.

"Hey, who are you calling sluts?!" Kelsey objected as she and Carynne walked up, obviously just in time to have overheard their friend. They were wearing tight, black bikinis, and Stacey felt a wave of desire rush through her at how hot they both looked. Typically, Carynne's bikini was at least two sizes too small, and it looked fantastic on her delicious little body, and of course Kelsey could wear a ratty shopping bag and still look amazing, so in a tight bikini like that she was out of this world.

"I'm calling you a slut, Kelsey Richards!" Stacey taunted after she'd taken her sweet time ogling her two gorgeous friends. "What are you gonna do about it?"

Biting her lower lip, Kelsey looked at Stacey with undisguised longing. "I have some ideas, but I don't want to embarrass our guests."

"I don't mind!" Ryan quickly said, obviously having listened in, and the entire group burst into laughter.

"See what I bloody well mean?!" Siara said in a despairing voice after a few moments, though it was obvious she was joking from the huge smile on her face.

"Hey Siara," Kelsey said, coming over and promptly hugging the British girl.

"Oh! Um ... hi Kelsey," Siara said, somewhat awkwardly returning the hug.

"Sorry, didn't mean to catch you by surprise there," Kelsey grinned.

"It's alright. I still haven't really gotten used yet to how huggy American girls are," Siara said with a cute laugh.

"Well, we're not that huggy with everybody. Just with girls we really like."

Siara stared at Kelsey with her mouth wide open, but before she could say anything, Carynne hugged her as well.

"Yeah. We only hug really beautiful, hot girls," Carynne grinned while checking out Siara in a blatantly obvious manner.

Siara swallowed loudly and seemed temporarily at a loss for words, so Stacey quickly came to her rescue. "Alright, knock it off, you two. You're like a pair of vultures circling a very tasty body."

Going to Kelsey's side, Carynne wrapped her arm around her girlfriend. The two of them grinned at Siara with huge, teasing smiles.

"Besides, I saw her first," Stacey added with a naughty giggle.

"Oh whatever!" Kelsey laughed. She winked at Siara, then she moved over to where the boys were sitting. "Hey Ryan," she said with a cute smile. She had to admit to herself that he really was just gorgeous; tall, well-built, and his muscles almost made her mouth water.

"Hi Kelsey," Ryan said guardedly. He surreptitiously glanced over at Damon, though when he saw that her brother wasn't objecting, he returned her smile. He felt his mouth go dry at the sight of her incredible tits caught in that snug bikini top; then, when she turned around to face her brother, he simply stopped breathing at the sight of her ass. It was utterly perfect, and he actually coughed when his body finally shrieked at him to breathe again. He looked around guiltily to see if anyone had noticed the cause for his sudden coughing fit, but other than Carynne—who gave him a knowing smile—he seemed to be in the clear. He kept glancing over at Kelsey as often as he could, feeling his heart thud faster every time he marveled at her incredible body.

"Hey," Kelsey said quietly to Damon as she knelt beside her brother. She gave him a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Hey Kel." He returned her kiss, then he gently played with her hair.

Her stomach swirled at the touch of his fingers, and she mentally tried to order it to knock it the hell off. It simply ignored her and added an extra dose of butterflies, which made her feel twice as bad. "Are you okay?" she finally asked, desperately trying to hide her own discomfort.

"I'll be alright," he said bravely.

"Where's Amanda?" she asked while looking around for her best friend.

"She wanted to be by herself for awhile. She's probably still inside, or maybe she went for a walk."

"What?" Kelsey said in surprise. "That's not like Amanda at all ... maybe I should go check up on her?" She made to get up, but Damon gently grabbed her wrist and held her in place.

"Just give her some time, okay, Kel? She's not going to get over this in an afternoon."

Kelsey's face turned sad, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I know ... I'm sorry, Damon, I just don't know what else to do!" she whispered. "I can't ... I don't..."

He held open his arms for her, and she fled into his embrace, trying her hardest to ignore the wonderful feeling of his strong arms around her and failing miserably. Her stomach was churning so violently she was worried she might throw up if it didn't quiet down.

Damon held her for quite awhile, nodding at Ryan when he motioned that he was going to go sit with Siara and Stacey.

Kelsey sobbed in Damon's arms, her heart breaking at the thought of Amanda being so sad that she even shunned Damon. Back when Amanda and Damon had made their decision to be exclusive except for her, she'd never imagined that decision would one day lead to this!

Damon gently held his crying sister, kissing the top of her head. He smiled at Carynne when the gorgeous brunette's eyes crossed his, and she returned it somewhat wistfully. She seemed very nervous, as if she was worried that he was blaming her for the whole thing. He motioned at her to come closer, and she quickly did, kneeling beside Kelsey.

"Damon, I ... I'm sorry," Carynne said, so quietly that he didn't even hear it. He was only able to make out what she was saying by the shape of her lips. "I don't want to hurt anybody, and—"

"It's okay, you don't have to explain anything. I don't blame you. All you're doing is loving Kelsey, and I'm happy that you're here for her."

"Are you sure?" she asked with a small smile.

"Yes, I am. You're my friend, Carynne, and my sister's girlfriend. I'm glad you two are together."

Kelsey was giving him a look of absolute astonishment through her tears.

"What?" he asked her.

"Who are you, and what have you done to my brother?!" she gasped. "What happened to the guy who was so jealous that he was practically breaking his jaw by gnashing his teeth when he saw me with someone else?"

He couldn't help but grin at her, and he gave her another kiss. "I love you, brat."

"Thank you, Damon," Kelsey said softly, in reply to which he just gave her yet another kiss.

"Hey guys," Amanda said wanly as she walked up behind them. She was wearing her yellow bikini again, and though she was smiling, Damon could still see the hurt in her eyes. He groaned a little as he got up, but he managed to hide his discomfort from her when he wrapped her in a huge hug, after which he kissed her too.

"Are you okay?" he whispered in her ear.

"Yeah, I'll be alright," she said just as quietly.

Both Kelsey and Carynne gave her a hug, and she kissed her two friends in return.

"Amanda..." Carynne began.

"Sshhh, it's okay. You don't have to say anything," Amanda said, quickly shushing her by putting a finger on her lips. "And I'm sorry we never thought about how you felt about everything."

Carynne just shook her head. "It's not a problem. It never has been."

Kelsey grabbed Damon's hand and squeezed it so hard she nearly broke it.

Amanda gave Kelsey a faint smile, then she went over to Siara and Ryan, hugging them both in greeting.

The rest of the day was spent talking, laughing and swimming. Ryan and Siara quickly settled into the groove of things between the friends, joking right along with everyone else, though Ryan was quite a bit more exuberant than Siara. Amanda was sad, but she hid it well, spending most of the day in Damon's lap and frequently sharing kisses with him. He noticed Stacey looking determinedly at Amanda and him at times, but whenever his eyes crossed with hers, she quickly looked away.

He struggled most of the day with trying to decide whether to bring up his conversation with Stacey to Amanda, though he eventually decided not to. It wasn't going to change anything, and Amanda had always been the driving force behind their exclusivity deal, so he didn't figure that telling her that Stacey wanted to get back with both of them would make her feel any better.

They all went back to the nightclub that evening, dancing and drinking until it was quite late. Once they were eventually herded outside by the nightclub personnel, they said goodbye on the beach, with Ryan and Siara quickly accepting Stacey's invitation to come by again the next day.

Damon and Amanda made love once they got back to their villa, but though he tried absolutely smothering her with love and affection, he could tell her heart wasn't really in it. He held her close against him as they fell asleep, and several times during the night he felt her cry. It was a struggle for him not to cry himself, and through most of the night he had disturbing dreams of Kelsey abandoning him.

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A few days later found the group of friends outside the Ocean View Villas, in their customary spot on the sunloungers, on what was turning out to be another beautiful, sunny day. The girls were all getting excellent tans, and even the guys were starting to sport a nice shade. The combination of five such incredibly beautiful women in one spot meant that a ton of men were always wandering by, occasionally trying to start up some conversation, but the girls all bore it with good humor. Ryan and Siara had been coming over every day, hanging out and becoming good friends with the group, though they'd gone back to their own apartment, which was located about half a mile down the beach, every night.

Stacey stretched languidly as she sat on her sunlounger, smiling when she saw Ryan's eyes widen at the sight of her body stretching her bikini. She'd been teasingly flirting with both him and Siara for the last couple of days, and she really wanted to get her hands on that gorgeous body of his. He'd tried to hide his hard cock from her several times, but she knew it was there, and that it was because of her—well, her and Kelsey, but every man always walked around with a hard cock near Kelsey, so that was nothing new.

Her campaign to get at him went through Siara, however, as she knew that getting her hands on the lovely British girl would inevitably get Ryan into her bed as well. The last thing she wanted to do was to break them up or have one of them be jealous at something, and, well, she always loved fucking multiple people at the same time.

She hadn't had a chance to talk with Damon again since Amanda was constantly at his side. She knew he'd been considering what she'd said about making an exception for Carynne and herself, and she figured that just a little push would get him to agree to what she wanted, which was to get everyone back into bed with each other. The bigger challenge would be to convince Amanda, though she was starting to come up with a plan that would quickly set that in motion. All she really needed was to get Amanda away from Damon for a little while.

She shook off a brief feeling of guilt over being so manipulative; all she was doing was trying to help her friends, after all. She knew Kelsey was miserable, and because of it Carynne was suffering too. And it didn't take a rocket scientist to see that both Damon and Amanda were terribly unhappy! If they'd just agree to fuck Carynne—and herself—again, all the issues would just fall away, and everyone could be happy again. She was utterly determined to fix the whole thing before their vacation was over—her mother would be proud of her, she thought a little despondently, though she quickly shook off the feeling.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Stacey asked, getting a little restless from just hanging out on the beach. She and her friends had spent several days with Ryan and Siara, and there were only a few more days left in their vacation. She wanted to go do something fun!

Everyone looked at each other for a few seconds to see if someone else had something in mind, then both Ryan and Carynne spoke up at the same time.

"I've got a boat we—"

"I want to go—"

They both grinned at each other, then Ryan graciously allowed Carynne to go first.

"I want to go shopping for awhile," Carynne said. "I'd like to pick up some stuff for my parents, maybe some souvenirs, and I really need a new bikini."

"What's wrong with that one?" Damon asked. She was wearing her too-small blue bikini again, with her hair loosely trailing down her shoulders.

"Nothing. But I like a black one better, because it matches Kelsey's."

"What happened to your black one?" Amanda asked. She was sitting in Damon's lap in his sunlounger. She'd been sitting in his lap as often as she could since their talk with Kelsey. He absolutely loved it, but he knew it was mostly so she could draw comfort and strength from him. Though she behaved as if nothing was wrong, he knew she was still very sad; holding her while she cried every night was proof enough of that fact. He felt the same way, but he kept up a strong front for her sake.

Carynne gave Kelsey a wicked grin, and Kelsey blushed a cute shade of pink. She glanced over at Amanda a little hesitantly, but Amanda quickly nodded, so Kelsey said, "I was a little too eager in getting it off her yesterday."

"Well, with the way she looks in it she can't really blame you, now can she?" Siara asked with a teasing smile. She'd relaxed her somewhat formal attitude around the girls and was now flirting with them as much as they were with her, even if hers were quite a bit more tentative and innocent.

"No, I don't blame her at all," Carynne said. "But it's kind of hard to wear a bikini when all the straps are broken!"

"That's what you get for playing hard to get!" Kelsey smirked.

"I know. I got a lot of it, too!" Carynne giggled. They both stared at each other and started grinning.

"We could go into town today. You can get yourself a new bikini, and we can all get some souvenirs and stuff," Stacey offered.

"That does sound good. I could use a break from sitting on the beach," Damon said. "Not from you, sweetheart!" he added quickly, giving Amanda a kiss on her cheek.

She smiled at him and returned his kiss. "I know. I like sitting in your lap, but I wouldn't mind going for a walk either."

"You two are so cute together," Siara said, not for the first time.

Damon and Amanda both smiled at her compliment. Though their two newfound friends had picked up hints of their unhappiness, they'd kept the real reason a secret. Ryan and Siara needed to become much closer friends before they were let in on the whole deal with regards to Kelsey—if there even was ever going to be another deal with regards to Kelsey, that was.

"What were you gonna say, Ryan?" Kelsey asked.

"Oh, I have a boat we can borrow, if we want. We could go sailing," Ryan said.

"You have a boat here in Nassau?" Damon asked, somewhat incredulously.

"It's not my boat, it belongs to a good friend of my dad's who vacations here often. It's moored a few miles away, and he's always said I could borrow it whenever I'm here."

"Do you know how to sail?" Stacey asked.

"Sort of," he grinned. "Besides, it's a very modern boat, so how hard can it be?"

"That sounds awesome!" Kelsey said. "Though of course we'll get you a new bikini first, baby."

Carynne smiled at her. "How about we go into town today, and then we can go sailing tomorrow?"

"That sounds like fun. Could we just take the whole day and do a long sailing trip?" Siara asked Ryan.

"Sure. I'll go talk to the guy who's minding it for my dad's friend today. Make sure everything's ready to go. You know, if we want, we could make it a two-day trip. We could either sleep on the boat or we could sail out to one of the small groups of islands and stay there overnight."

"Do we need to make reservations for those islands? To stay there, I mean?" Stacey asked.

"No. There's no resorts there or anything, at least not as far as I know. We can just stay on the beach and sleep."

"Just out in the open like that?"

"Uh-huh!" Ryan said, obviously excited about the idea. "Come on, it'll be awesome."

Stacey looked a little perturbed at the idea, but she finally nodded her agreement. "If I get any weird kind of disease, though, I'm kicking your ass!"

"City kids!" Ryan laughed. "You'll be fine, princess. Trust me."

Stacey mock-glowered at him for a second, then she got a huge smile on her face. "Okay, it does sound like fun."

"Cool, then let's go shopping!" Carynne said, and everyone quickly got up to go get changed.

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The town of Nassau was a source of amazement for the West Coast teens. The bustling crowds, the relaxed attitude, and the overall friendliness of the people were all wonderful, and the town had amazing charm. Almost every minute one of them would 'ooh' or 'aah' at something, quickly nudging the others to show them whatever had caught their attention, usually some wonderfully preserved building that was built centuries ago. The five girls themselves drew just as much attention, of course, what with all of them wearing short skirts and small tank tops, showing off distracting amounts of skin and snugly enveloped tits, especially in Kelsey's case. Carynne had been the sole exception, choosing to wear a tiny pink tube top instead; her practically naked torso was almost continuously ogled by every man within fifty feet of her. Ryan and Damon were pretty much constantly hard from walking near so much female sexiness.

They'd visited several souvenir shops—buying a large amount of trinkets to bring to their families back home—then they'd had lunch and relaxed on a cozy little terrace that bordered on a huge town square.

In the middle of the square, two randomly assembled teams were playing a strange sport that neither Damon nor Ryan had ever seen, and it held their attention the whole time while they ate. It seemed a peculiar mixture of volleyball and trampoline jumping. The entire field was set on a giant trampoline, with a net in the middle, and the participants were all pulling off the craziest and wildest stunts to kick the ball over the net in their efforts to score points. A huge crowd surrounded the field, and everyone seemed to be laughing, yelling and cheering in equal amounts.

"Excuse me, what sport is that?" Ryan eventually asked their waitress, a pretty, dark-haired girl not much older than he was.

"I believe it is called Bossa Ball. I think they began playing it sometime last year, and now it is this big thing that everybody seems to want to do," she explained while smiling at him. She'd been flirting fairly obviously with both swimmers ever since they'd sat down. Amanda and Siara had simply grinned at the boys' slight discomfort, making no attempt whatsoever to stop the girl.

"It looks pretty damn awesome," Ryan said determinedly. He thanked the waitress, then he stood up and motioned for Damon to get up. "Come on, man, let's see if they'll let us play!"

"Play? Are you out of your mind? Those guys are doing somersaults like twenty feet in the air!" Damon objected.

"So what? That's what the trampoline's for! Doesn't it look like fun?"

"A fun way to break your neck in a hurry, yeah!"

"Stop being such a fucking pussy," Ryan grinned. He and Damon had become pretty good friends in just a few days time, and they'd quickly begun ragging each other.

"Blow me. Why do you need to play this game so badly anyways?"

"Because he has to do absolutely everything there is to do on the whole bloody planet!" Siara sighed in a despairing tone of voice. "It can't be extreme enough to suit his fancy!"

Ryan just laughed at her and shrugged. "You only live once, baby. Gotta enjoy every moment!"

Siara threw up her hands in surrender. "Whatever, Ryan. Just be a good dear and try not to fall off the trampoline? I'd hate to have to call your father and explain to him that after you've been para-gliding, glacier skiing, and deep-sea diving, you finally landed in the infirmary from something that a six-year-old does."

Ryan just laughed harder, and he pulled Damon out of his seat; then, the two of them walked towards the playing field. The last thing the girls heard was Damon adamantly saying, "I'm not doing any of those fucking stunt-jumps!"

"Well, now that we've gotten rid of that lot, what shall we girls do?" Siara asked teasingly.

"I've got some ideas, but they'll probably object to us doing that here on this terrace," Stacey grinned.

"I think there was a nice little swim wear shop just a couple of streets back that way," Carynne said. "Kel and I are going to hop in there and find me a new bikini, okay?"

"I'll come with you," Siara said. "I could do with a new bikini myself."

"That pink one of yours looks pretty spectacular to me," Stacey said sweetly. Siara just gave her another one of her beautiful smiles, and Stacey practically felt herself melt. She wanted the British girl so badly she could almost taste it.

"I think I'm going to go watch Damon play," Amanda said quietly.

"Oh, come with us, Amanda, please?" Stacey asked. She'd recognized her opportunity as soon as Damon and Ryan had walked off to go play the silly game, and the last thing she needed was for Amanda to not go with the rest of them.

"Well..." Amanda hesitated.

"Please? It won't be long, and you can watch Damon play afterwards. Please? For me?"

"Okay," Amanda finally said after several long moments.

"Good!" Stacey said happily. She settled the check with the waitress, then the five of them walked over towards the small shop that was down one of the side streets, a few blocks away from the town square. It seemed like a typical tourist trap, with racks upon racks of items adorned with "Greetings from Nassau!" standing outside the window.

"Hello ladies," said the shop's employee—a stunning, twenty-something girl with long, black hair down to her waist—when the group of girls entered to the sound of a merrily jingling bell.

"Hi!" Carynne said, smiling brightly at the girl and taking the time to thoroughly check her out. "Wow, I absolutely love your skin. I wish I could get a tan like that, it's just gorgeous!"

Kelsey couldn't help but laugh quietly at her girlfriend. Carynne would never let an opportunity to flirt pass by, though she had to admit that the girl's light chocolate-colored skin was beautiful.

The girl seemed surprised for a second, then she returned Carynne's smile. "Thank you. Is there anything I can help you find?"

"I need a black bikini. A really skimpy one," Carynne said impishly.

"Well, we certainly have plenty of those," the girl grinned, walking out from behind the counter and motioning Carynne towards several racks of bikinis near the dressing areas.

Carynne and Siara went to check out the swim wear, while Stacey, Kelsey and Amanda just sauntered through the store, browsing through stuff ranging from clothes to sporting goods to small home appliances. It took Carynne about ten minutes of careful searching before she found two bikinis she really liked; then, she waved at Kelsey to come help her fit them.

Kelsey was about to go over when she felt Stacey's hand on her shoulder. She gave her friend a curious look.

"Do you remember what happened in Stars when we went to go buy those all-star cheerleader outfits for Damon's semi-finals?" Stacey asked quietly, with a wicked little smile on her face.

Kelsey closed her eyes and felt her heart begin to thud heavily. She did indeed remember what had happened in Stars that day; it was one of the hottest things she'd ever done in her entire life. "Yeah," she said, her voice husky.

"You want to do it again?" Stacey asked.

Kelsey shivered at the thought, but she hesitated for several seconds. Before she could say anything, she suddenly felt Stacey's hand slip underneath her skirt and teasingly scrape over her ass. "Stace, what are you doing?" she whispered insistently.

"I can't keep my hands off that incredible ass of yours. Can you blame me?" Stacey grinned. Letting her hand reach further, she practically hissed with pleasure when she realized Kelsey wasn't wearing any panties. "Nothing underneath today, baby?"

"Carynne didn't want me to," Kelsey moaned, right as she felt Stacey's finger sliding inside her pussy. "Oh fuck, Stace!"

"I love what a good girl you are, always doing what Carynne or I tell you to do," Stacey purred. "You love that too, don't you? You love being a good girl."

"Yes..."

"I want you to take Carynne into that dressing room and let her fuck you, baby. Let her ride herself off all over your face. I want to see you covered in her juice," Stacey whispered sensually while slowly sliding the full length of her finger in and out of Kelsey's rapidly moistening cunt. She loved the way Kelsey's pussy was gripping her finger almost desperately.

Kelsey let out a loud groan, and she nodded quickly. "But what about Siara and Amanda?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," Stacey moaned softly, letting her tongue trail over Kelsey's ear.

Kelsey shuddered and blushed a gorgeous red, then she quickly walked over to Carynne. She grabbed her girlfriend by the wrist and practically dragged her to the fitting room which was located behind a small black curtain off to the side of the store.

If the girl who minded the store had any objection to both girls going into the fitting room together, she didn't show it; instead she just continued to help Siara, who was still looking for a new bikini of her own.

Stacey waited a few minutes until she was sure that Kelsey and Carynne would be all over each other, then she walked over to Amanda and gently wrapped her arm around Amanda's shoulders. "Hey hon, how are you doing?"

"I'm okay," Amanda said with a half-hearted smile.

"You say that, but you don't mean it."

Amanda let out a sigh. "Well, what do you want me to say, Stacey? That I'm over Kelsey? You know I'm not. It'll take me years to get over her, and that's assuming I'm even able to get over her in the first place, which I'm not so sure about."

"Why do you need to get over her? Why can't you just be with her and with Damon, like you have been?"

"I want to, but she feels that that's unfair to Carynne because Carynne can't be with us. With me and Damon, I mean."

"Well, she's right. That is really unfair," Stacey said calmly.

Amanda gave her a sharp frown, but before she could say anything, Stacey added, "So why aren't you guys allowing Carynne to share your bed like you do with Kelsey?"

"Because we decided to be exclusive with each other!" Amanda said, a little agitated.

"Why?"

"Huh? What do you mean, why?"

"I mean exactly that: Why? Why are you exclusive with each other?"

"We ... I ... because we love each other," Amanda stammered, obviously surprised by the question.

"I know you do. But did you love each other any less when you were sharing your bed with Kelsey?" Stacey asked. She was subtly guiding Amanda towards the other side of the store while they were talking.

"No, but..."

"But what? You and Damon love each other more than any two people I've ever seen. You easily made it through all the potential problems you could have had while sharing your love with Kelsey, and you've been together and have been happy for ten months or so now. Do you really think that if you occasionally had sex with Kelsey and Carynne that your love for each other would change?"

Amanda sighed. "That's not fair, Stace."

"No, what's not fair is that you and Kelsey are both unhappy because of this agreement that you and Damon came up with ten months ago. And I'll admit, it sort of made sense then; you had a lot to learn about each other, and a lot to deal with back then, so for you two to focus on each other did you both a lot of good. But your relationship is strong enough now that it can easily handle the occasional bit of fun."

"That's easy for you to say!" Amanda snipped. Almost immediately, her face turned red, and she quickly put her hand on Stacey's arm. "I'm sorry, that was a bitchy thing of me to say, and I really didn't mean it that way. Please forgive me."

Stacey just smiled and put her hand on top of Amanda's. "It's okay. Look, you and Damon have already made an exception for your exclusivity, for Kelsey, and it didn't diminish your love for each other in any way whatsoever. So if you've already seen that you can share your love with a third person without any issues, why limit it to just her, especially now that she's with Carynne?"

"Well, it's different with Kelsey."

"Because you two were together."

"Yeah."

"But you're not anymore. I mean, not really in the same way."

Amanda had to stifle the tears that threatened to start flowing, and she nodded quickly. "Right."

"Yet you'd still share your bed, and your love, with Kelsey."

"Yes. If she'd let us."

"So if you're still making that exception for Kelsey, despite the fact that your relationship with her changed, why does it matter that things were different with her?" Stacey asked amicably.

Amanda frowned in confusion. "Huh?"

"What I mean is that both you and Damon are making this 'special' exception for Kelsey, even though the justification for that exception really isn't there anymore. You are together with Damon, and Kelsey is together with Carynne."

Amanda just stared at Stacey, not saying anything.

"So if you're willing to do that, why aren't you willing to make that same exception for Carynne?"

"I ... because..."

Stacey wrapped her arms around Amanda and hugged her close. "Sweetie, I know you miss Kelsey, I can see it in your eyes every single day. And we both know that Kelsey misses you just as much. And all you'd have to do to fix it is to let Carynne back into your bed."

"Yes, but—"

"Do you love her? Carynne, I mean?"

Amanda was silent for a few moments, then she nodded.

"She loves you too, you know. You and Damon both. And she'd love nothing more than to be allowed to be with you two again, like she used to. It's not going to hurt your relationship with him any. Neither Kelsey nor Carynne wants to steal him from you, and he loves you."

"But Damon wants us to be exclusive," Amanda said, a little plaintively.

Stacey smiled; she could tell Amanda was wavering. "Damon wants Kelsey back in his bed. You know he does. He wants it just as bad as you do. And I'm pretty sure that he'd love to be with Carynne again if he got to share her with you. She's told me about some of the things you guys have done together, and it was amazing."

Amanda's face got a little flushed as she thought back to the incredible foursome she'd had with Damon, Kelsey and Carynne. Deep down inside, she felt that familiar tingle, and though she tried hard to ignore it, it grew quickly in intensity and demanded her attention.

"You want to be with Kelsey, don't you?" Stacey asked.

"Yes," Amanda admitted softly.

"And you want to be with Carynne too."

Amanda closed her eyes and lowered her head for several long moments. "Yes..." she finally said, so quiet it was hardly audible.

Inwardly, Stacey let out a little victory cheer. She gently guided Amanda towards the fitting room. "Kelsey and Carynne are both in that fitting room. You know what they're doing in there?" she whispered seductively.

"What?" Amanda breathed.

"You remember Stars?"

Amanda let out a small groan. "Oh God..."

Stacey grinned. "Do you want to join them?"

"I can't..." Amanda almost whimpered. "I promised Damon."

"Damon wants to fuck Kelsey again too, just as much as you do. If he was here, he'd run into that dressing room right now, and he wouldn't have any problems with fucking Carynne as well. He just won't do it because he thinks you don't want him to," Stacey said insistently.

Amanda sighed in obvious frustration.

"You want her," Stacey whispered in her ear. "You want her so badly. You want to fuck Kelsey until she screams and cums all over you! Admit it!"

"Yes!" Amanda hissed.

"Then go in there, baby. Fuck her!"

Amanda let out a little agitated groan as she stood motionless in indecision for a few seconds, then she almost tore the curtain open and went into the small fitting room. Stacey grinned when she heard both Kelsey's and Carynne's gasp of surprise, but those gasps were quickly followed by the sounds of girls kissing and moaning.

Feeling utterly satisfied with herself, Stacey went over to Siara. There was one more thing she wanted to do...

Siara had just finished picking out a bikini when Stacey came to stand beside her.

"I only have one fitting room, so you'll have to wait until the other girl's done," the shop girl said apologetically. Right then a young couple entered the store, and the girl quickly excused herself, going over to tend to her other customers.

"You don't have to wait, you know," Stacey said matter-of-factly. "Carynne won't mind sharing the fitting room with you."

"Stacey, it's a bikini," Siara giggled. "It's not like I can wear it on top of my clothes!"

"Well, no, of course not. You'd have to get naked and put it on. So what?"

"So what?" Siara gasped.

"Yeah. You've seen a girl naked before, haven't you?"

Siara blushed a beautiful scarlet crimson, then she shook her head. "Well, not until a few nights ago when I saw Carynne almost naked at the dance club."

"See? She'll be pretty much just as naked now, and she's seen lots of girls naked. Trust me, she won't bat an eyelash at seeing you strip in front of her," Stacey said firmly before she began pulling Siara towards the curtain. Her pussy was leaking at the thought of getting to see the tall, gorgeous brunette naked.

"But..." Siara squeaked, though she let herself be pulled along docilely.

"Sshhh. Trust me, it'll be fine," Stacey grinned. She stopped briefly in front of the black curtain, looking around to make sure that nobody was watching. The shop girl was talking to her two customers on the other side of the store, and there were no other people present. She quickly pulled the curtain aside and stepped inside, pulling Siara along with her.

Behind the curtain was a small corridor that led to another curtained off doorway at the end of it. Stacey practically ran across the little hallway and yanked the other curtain aside; then, she bit her lip at the sight in front of her, even as Siara let out a long, unbelieving gasp.

Kelsey was on her knees with her skirt pulled up, exposing her naked pussy, and her tank top was pulled down to around her waist, showing off her amazing tits. Stacey sighed again in awe at how incredibly hot her best friend was. She'd never seen a girl with a body as amazing as Kelsey's, and she had to exercise enormous restraint to not jump right on top of her and fuck her to shreds. Kelsey's face was already glistening with what Stacey guessed was Carynne's pussy juice.

Standing right in front of Kelsey was Amanda. She had her skirt pulled up as well, though her tank top was still in place, and her panties lay discarded in the corner of the surprisingly large fitting room. Her fingers were roughly curling in Kelsey's hair in an effort to pull Kelsey's face even closer against her pussy. Amanda was furiously riding herself off, while Kelsey moaned delightedly as she slurped Amanda's wet slit.

Carynne was standing beside Amanda, and the two gorgeous girls were passionately making out. Carynne had already discarded all her clothes, and her hands were playing with Amanda's tits and ass at the same time.

"Oh my God," Siara moaned at sight of the wondrous spectacle.

Stacey leaned in very close to the tall brunette and teasingly whispered in her ear, "Do you like it? Do you like how they just can't stop fucking each other?"

Siara breathed out deeply, then she nodded. Stacey grinned exultantly, and she nibbled on Siara's earlobe. She was very close to what she wanted—which was to fuck the British girl until she passed out—but she knew she shouldn't push it too quickly. The last thing she wanted was to scare Siara off.

"Oh fuck, Carynne!" Amanda moaned. A giant ripple coursed through her perfect body, and her knees buckled for a second.

Carynne just giggled while she teasingly pushed yet another finger in Amanda's ass. "Mmmm, I don't remember your ass being able to handle three fingers that easily, honey. Damon must fuck it a lot, huh?" she asked Amanda, her pearly white teeth sparkling from her grin.

Amanda could only moan in response. Both her ass and pussy were being teased beyond her capacity to withstand, and she started shuddering mere seconds after Carynne's third finger was fully inside her ass.

"Do it! Cum all over her face!" Carynne hissed. She was jamming her fingers rapidly in and out of Amanda's ass, and her other hand was tugging impatiently on the straps of Amanda's tank top, trying to get it off. When she finally managed to slide it down to Amanda's tummy, exposing the gorgeous, athletic blonde's tits, she leaned forward and sucked the nipple into her mouth.

"Excuse me," Stacey said to Siara, who was still frozen by what was happening. She quickly went over to Amanda where she leaned down and sucked Amanda's other nipple into her mouth.

Carynne's fingers were still plundering Amanda's ass, and the sensation of having her tight little hole stretched, in addition to having her cunt eaten and both her nipples sucked, was too much for Amanda. She let out a soft squeal, then she began to cum all over Kelsey's face.

"Mmmm yeah! Give it to me!" Kelsey mumbled, her tongue flashing rapidly across Amanda's climaxing pussy. She put both her hands on Amanda's ass and pulled her closer, so she could bury her face even deeper in that delicious little cunt. She had missed Amanda so much, and she felt completely giddy with excitement at finally tasting her pussy again!

"Oh fuck, Kel!" Amanda groaned, her fingers clenching down on Kelsey's scalp. She bucked and rode her cunt across Kelsey's mouth, shivering at every pulse and shudder of her pussy as she oozed her creamy cunt juice on her best friend's tongue.

Carynne went back to kissing Amanda for a second, then she grinned. "Yeah, baby. Cum all over her. Drown her face, you know she wants it. She loves your cum!"

Small squirts of juice were oozing out of Amanda's spasming cunt, leaking all over Kelsey's chin and tongue. As Amanda finally began to come down from her powerful orgasm, Kelsey started rubbing every inch of her face against Amanda's slit.

Stacey held on to Amanda's arms, keeping her from falling. Amanda's orgasm had been so powerful that she barely had the strength left to stand, and once she was completely done cumming, Stacey gently let her down.

Carynne fell on her knees beside Kelsey and started licking Amanda's cum off her girlfriend's face. She moaned eagerly at every lap, obviously relishing the taste. After she had cleaned most of it up, the two girls kissed with an almost feral hunger, practically devouring each other's mouths.

After a short while, Carynne broke the kiss, then she smiled at Amanda. "I've missed your cum a lot, Amanda. Thanks for giving it to us again."

Amanda gave her a sunshine smile in return. "I've missed you too."

Stacey smiled at them, then she went over to Siara, who was still standing there with an utterly amazed expression on her face. "Are you okay, Siara?" she asked.

It was all the British girl could do to nod. Her breathing was heavy, and her face was flushed. Several small drops of sweat were trickling down from her hairline, and Stacey knew she was probably out of her mind horny.

"Do you want to do it?" Stacey asked. "Do you want to cum on Kel's face too?"

"God," Siara moaned. She squeezed her legs together, as if trying to stop her body from betraying her so.

"You do, don't you?" Stacey breathed, leaning in close and softly kissing Siara's cheek. "Let Kelsey make you cum, Siara. You won't believe the things she does with that amazing little tongue of hers. I've passed out several times while she ate my pussy," Stacey whispered sensually.

Siara fiercely bit her lip, again trying to resist, but Stacey could see her resolve was melting rapidly. She pushed the tall brunette against the wall of the fitting room and pressed herself up against that gorgeous body before kissing her.

Siara moaned in her mouth, and Stacey grinned as she slipped her tongue inside. She put her leg between Siara's thighs and pressed it against Siara's pussy. She almost gasped at the heat she felt coming from it, even through the skirt.

Whatever objections Siara might have had, they obviously vanished once she began grinding her pussy on Stacey's leg, and the two girls started making out furiously. Stacey kissed and tongued Siara for several minutes while behind her she could hear the sounds of her three friends going at it again. Eventually she broke the connection between their lips, and she stared into the beautiful brunette's eyes. She loved how deep brown Siara's eyes were; they bordered almost on black. Right then they were shining brightly, obviously loving what was happening.

"My word, Stacey, what are you doing to me?" Siara whispered with a cute little smile. Her face was badly flushed, and her breathing was rapid and heavy.

Stacey smiled bashfully. "I'm seducing you. Is it working?"

"Yes. Very much so."

"Good. Now I want to watch you ride Kel's face," Stacey grinned ecstatically. She didn't wait for Siara to respond, instead grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards the threesome of Kelsey, Amanda and Carynne, who were again all over one another. "Kel, I have another girl who wants to ride that hot little tongue of yours!" Stacey giggled.

"Oh yeah, let me at her!" Kelsey said with a sultry voice once she broke her kisses and gropes with her two sexy friends. "I've wanted to fuck you since the first moment I saw you, Siara."

Siara just let out a little moan. Stacey almost immediately moved behind her and started pulling her skirt down. Once it disappeared from her curvy hips, Stacey smiled at the cute pink panties Siara was wearing. Pink definitely seemed to be her favorite color.

She pressed herself up against Siara's back, then pushed the British girl towards an eagerly waiting Kelsey.

"Don't be shy," Stacey whispered in Siara's ear. "Tell her what you want. Kel loves it if you take charge."

Kelsey grinned at Stacey, but she kept her attention focused on Siara's pussy which was slowly coming nearer her face. When it was just a few inches away, Kelsey leaned forward and pushed her nose into Siara's panties. "Mmmm, you smell so good!" she groaned.

Stacey felt Siara shiver, and she started to kiss and suck on her neck, trying to relax her a little bit.

Kelsey's tongue slowly drew across Siara's panties, using it to push them a little deeper inside her pussy. She groaned when she felt Siara's wetness almost seep through.

"Oh, Kelsey, that feels so good!" Siara moaned.

Kelsey just smiled, continuing her tongue's assault on Siara's panties-covered pussy.

"Mmmm, I know it does," Stacey whispered from behind Siara, while she started pulling at the hem of her tank top, trying to slip it off her. Siara quickly raised her arms, allowing Stacey to remove her top. Her bra followed a few seconds later.

"I love your tits, baby," Stacey said. She reached around Siara's slender body and grabbed the firm tits with both her hands, squeezing them. At the same time, she locked her lips on Siara's neck and began gently sucking on it.

"Uh ... Stacey," Siara moaned. "God, you girls are driving me crazy!"

"We haven't even started yet," Carynne giggled as she joined the threesome. She motioned for Amanda to come join as well, but Amanda shook her head determinedly. Carynne nodded her understanding, then she wiggled herself between Stacey's legs so she could get at Siara's ass.

Kelsey looked at Carynne for a second, and they both grinned when their eyes met. She knew exactly what Carynne was planning, and her heart began beating faster at the mere thought, though she motioned for her girlfriend to wait a few moments. She grabbed Siara's cute little panties and gently tugged them down enough to expose her delectable pussy. She almost growled when she saw it. Siara's folds were deliciously pink, and they were already glistening with her juices.

"Does Ryan ever eat your pussy?" Stacey breathed.

"Uh-huh, he does," Siara moaned. Her entire body was shivering in Stacey's arms.

"I bet he doesn't eat it like this, though," Stacey grinned. "Do it, Kel. Make her explode!"

Kelsey giggled cutely, then she buried her tongue inside Siara's slit.

"Fuck yes!" Siara grunted. She obviously couldn't restrain herself any longer as she locked her fingers in Kelsey's hair and began pulling on it.

Kelsey smiled at the delicious taste of Siara's pussy. It was incredibly hot and just oh-so-yummy wet. She felt practically giddy with delight at getting to fuck the beautiful British girl. She diddled her tongue over Siara's clit, grinning at the shudder of excitement it caused, and she quickly brought up her left hand and slid a finger inside that wonderful slit.

Stacey was continuing her kissing and groping assault on Siara's neck and tits, loving just how hot Siara's body was getting from the combined teasing.

"Oh, Kelsey," Siara sighed as Kelsey's tongue drove deeper into her cunt.

"Tell her what you want her to do," Stacey whispered. She grinned when she saw Siara blush, but she just urged her on. "Go on, do it. She loves it."

"Kelsey..." Siara said hesitantly.

"Call her Kel. Don't be shy, she'll do anything. Go on, make her your little fucktoy!"

Siara blushed an even more beautiful red, but she eventually nodded. "Kel ... put a second finger in my pussy, please," she groaned.

"I'd love to!" Kelsey said happily. She let her index finger slide out of Siara's drenched slit, then put her middle finger next to it and drove both of them back inside in one swift jab. She looked up and giggled at the look of pure joy on Siara's face, then she clamped her mouth back on Siara's cunt, her tongue quickly searching out the little nub.

"Yes ... yes, right there! Oh, fucking lick me!" Siara grunted when Kelsey began licking her clit. Her body shivered wildly in Stacey's arms, and Stacey knew she was getting very close to cumming.

"It's a shame a gorgeous girl like you hasn't had sex with other girls before, Siara," Stacey whispered teasingly. She giggled at Siara's happy grin and at how red her face turned.

"Yeah, you have a lot of catching up to do!" Carynne laughed. "Fortunately, we're more than happy to help!"

"Do it, Carynne," Kelsey said excitedly.

Carynne almost immediately shot into action, getting up on her knees and sliding her tongue in the crack of Siara's ass. Before Siara could even respond, Carynne's tongue jabbed inside her asshole.

"Fuck!" Siara yelped as a tremendous shiver tore through her body. "Eat me, you dirty sluts!"

Kelsey and Carynne both laughed happily, then continued feasting on Siara's cunt and ass. Without asking, Carynne shoved another finger inside Siara's pussy, besides Kelsey's two, and together they mercilessly fingered and licked the tall girl towards her climax.

Kelsey felt Amanda kneel behind her, and she shivered with delight at the feel of her lover's tongue caressing her cheek. Amanda's hands began fondling her tits, then they teasingly squeezed her nipples.

"She's right you know," Amanda whispered. "You are a little slut."

"Mmmm-hmmm," Kelsey moaned, continuing to lash her tongue over Siara's clit for a few seconds. "And you all love it!"

Amanda smiled, and Stacey quickly chimed in, "We do! We love that you're our fucktoy, Kel."

"Yes. I love you, my little fucktoy," Amanda breathed. Nibbling on Kelsey's earlobe, she whispered, "And I've missed you."

Kelsey pulled herself away from Siara's cunt and turned towards Amanda. Their mouths met in an eager kiss, and Amanda moaned at the taste of Siara's cunt on Kelsey's tongue.

"I've missed you too," Kelsey said softly. Her eyes shone with her love, and she gave Amanda a beautiful smile.

"Make her cum," Amanda said, nodding her head at Siara.

Kelsey didn't need to be told twice, quickly turning her attention back to Siara's slit. "Are you ready to cum, Siara?" she asked teasingly.

Siara moaned deliriously, quickly pulling Kelsey's face back towards her pussy. Kelsey gave an excited little giggle, then continued sucking Siara's cunt.

Amanda slid her hand underneath Kelsey's skirt and sought out her lover's cunt. She let out a small sigh of delight when she felt how wet Kelsey was, and she quickly slipped two fingers inside that incredible pussy. Kelsey moaned in Siara's cunt when her own pussy was penetrated, but she kept her mouth locked on that tasty slit.

"Cum for us. We want you to cum for us, baby. Cum, cum, cum!" Stacey starting chanting in Siara's ear, her hands still continuously tweaking and squeezing the British girl's tits.

"Oh God ... I'm almost there. More, please. More!" Siara whispered. She was shivering with delight at the two tongues that were penetrating both her holes, and her entire brain was wallowing in a sea of lust at the mere thought of a girl's tongue being shoved inside her asshole. Stacey was tightly holding on to her while continuously playing with her tits and sucking on her neck.

"What else do you want, baby?" Stacey asked.

"Put a finger in my bum, please!" Siara moaned.

Carynne grinned victoriously, quickly bringing up her other hand and sliding a finger inside the tight little asshole she was already tonguing. She drove it deep in a single stroke and slid it forward until it was buried to the knuckle. She quickly timed her strokes with the fingers plowing inside Siara's cunt and started happily penetrating both the sexy girl's holes, loving the tight, clenching feeling.

"Fuck!" Siara screamed. She bucked wildly in Stacey's grasp, the continual caresses and actions from the three horny girls too much for her to resist any longer. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, and a white flash of light exploded inside her brain.

"Here she goes!" Stacey laughed delightedly. She took Siara's earlobe between her teeth and bit down on it quite hard. "Cum for us!"

Kelsey's tongue was flashing like crazy against Siara's clit, and she quickly pulled her fingers out, wanting to taste every drop of cum. She moved her mouth forward to clamp it over Siara's cunt, but before she could get there, a huge spray of juice burst out of that delicious slit, splattering all over her face.

Kelsey gasped in complete surprise, and she could hear Amanda's surprise right behind her. Then, as the second squirt of Siara's cum washed over her, she began to laugh with sheer joy. Placing her face just an inch away from Siara's squirting cunt, she let every drop of juice soak her face and her hair.

"Oh fuck ... God! Fuck, Christ!" Siara squealed as gush after gush of cum shot out of her twitching cunt, splattering all over the gorgeous brunette in front of her. Her orgasm was more powerful than any she'd ever had before, and she had to fight to stay conscious while her body just kept detonating.

Carynne was still plowing away in Siara's ass, grinning at the sight of her girlfriend getting drowned in cum.

Amanda's fingers were blurring in Kelsey's pussy, and her heart was hammering in her chest at the sight of another girl drenching Kelsey's face. Finally, she wasn't able to resist any longer. She put her cheek against Kelsey's and stuck her tongue out, moaning when a small squirt of Siara's delicious cunt juice splashed on it.

Stacey was still laughing as Siara came over and over again, and she securely held her through her orgasm. Finally, with a long, deep moan, Siara slumped in Stacey's arms, her massive cum having completely overwhelmed her.

As soon as the gorgeous British girl finished cumming, Kelsey let herself go. She'd just been used by three girls, having had her face drenched by all of them, and her brain was practically melting. Amanda's fingers in her pussy touched all the right spots, as always, and she clenched her cunt down on them, then she came.

Amanda softly nibbled on her cheek as her orgasm washed through her, and her powerful squirts of juice sprayed out of her cunt, soaking Amanda's fingers. Her orgasm wasn't as long-lasting as Siara's, but it was no less intense, and finally Kelsey sank on her back on the floor, completely satisfied.

Carynne stopped playing with Siara's ass and quickly scooted over to Kelsey, lying down on top of her and giving her several deep kisses. Amanda joined them, and the three of them moaned as they kissed lazily.

After a few moments, Kelsey started giggling. It quickly grew to a crescendo, and Carynne and Amanda joined in a few seconds later, to be followed by Stacey and finally Siara.

"That was so awesome!" Kelsey squealed.

"Yes, it was. I came so hard. But I'm so sorry, Kelsey," Siara said, between deep gasps of air.

"Don't be sorry! I loved it!" Kelsey grinned, knowing immediately what Siara was apologizing for.

"You did?"

"Of course! I've been squirting on all of their faces for almost two years. I love it that someone finally did it to me!" Kelsey said excitedly. Then she quickly turned towards Amanda. "I love your squirts, honey, you know I do, but—"

"I know," Amanda grinned. "I don't squirt like that. I'm glad someone finally got to show you just how unbelievably hot it is."

The two of them smiled at each other.

"Wow. I always thought people would be disgusted by it if I did that," Siara said softly, partially in amazement and partially in obvious joy.

"Not us!" Stacey grinned. "We absolutely love it!"

"Oh my God!" a new voice suddenly said from behind all of them. They all turned and saw the gorgeous shop girl standing in the entry-way with an astonished look on her face. "What are you doing?!"

Before anyone could reply, Carynne quickly got to her feet. "What does it look like we're doing?" she grinned. She took the girl's hands in her own. "Sorry, we got a little horny."

"Yeah, I ... I can see that!" the girl stuttered. "But you can't do this in my shop! Customers will hear you! You were loud enough that they might have heard you on the street!"

"Then how about you close up for an hour or so?" Carynne said amicably.

"An hour?!" the girl gasped.

"Oh, you want to go for more? How about two hours then?"

Stacey couldn't help herself, and she giggled loudly at Carynne's audacity. The girl was looking at Carynne as if the small brunette had grown horns, then she started giggling.

Carynne was still giving the shop girl a challenging grin. "Well?"

The girl looked around at all the gorgeous, mostly naked bodies on display, and she hesitated for just a few seconds, then she nodded.

"You can't be serious? You're going to fuck her too?" Siara gasped at Carynne.

"Of course. Why not? She's really fucking hot!" Carynne said with obvious enthusiasm, leering at the girl. "I'd love to fuck her."

"But ... I ... oh my God! You girls are unbelievable!" Siara stammered. Both she and the shop girl had a similar, confused expression on their faces.

"Unbelievably sexy, or unbelievably bad?" Stacey grinned.

"Both!" Siara said. She maintained a stunned expression for another second, then she began laughing again.

The sound of the bell from the front door cut through everyone's elatedness, and the shop girl's face fell with disappointment. She quickly ran through the small corridor and yelled, "I'll be right with you!" She returned to the group in the fitting room and sighed. "It's a large group of people. I'm afraid it will be quite awhile before I'm done with them. I'm sorry."

"Me too," Carynne said. She quickly gave the shop girl a kiss, then watched her walk off. The pout on her face made Kelsey giggle.

"Awww, poor baby. Now you can't fuck the hot shop girl!" Kelsey grinned.

"I know!" Carynne said petulantly. She kept up her charade a few more seconds, then she giggled, "I guess I'll just have to fuck you then."

Kelsey's smile was truly gorgeous, and the girls quickly got back up and put their clothes back in order. The remainders of girl-cum were licked off Kelsey's face, with Siara being the most eager participant; then, they all trooped out of the fitting room, merely grinning at the stares from a surprised couple. Carynne and Siara went to the cash register where they paid for their bikinis, and Carynne gently put her hand on the shop girl's, as if to say how sorry she was that they didn't get to fool around before they all left.

As they were walking back towards the town square, where presumably Damon and Ryan were still playing Bossa Ball, Kelsey pulled Amanda and Carynne aside, letting Stacey and Siara walk ahead for about half a block.

"That was amazing. Thank you, Amanda. I loved tasting your pussy again!" Kelsey said with a giant smile of happiness.

"Yeah, I'm so glad you joined us again!" Carynne chimed in, giving Amanda a big smooch on her cheek. "I missed you like crazy."

Amanda gave them a small smile. "I loved it too, from both of you," she said, though she was unable to keep the hesitation out of her voice.

As always, Kelsey picked up on it immediately. "What's wrong?"

"It's just ... I'm just worried what Damon will say."

Kelsey frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I had sex with you and Carynne..."

"Yeah, and I'm glad you did. I never wanted to suggest to you guys that we should let Carynne join us, since I knew you were so adamant about your exclusivity, but I'm glad you did. And I know Carynne is too!" Kelsey said, blowing a kiss at her girlfriend, which Carynne responded to in kind.

Amanda hung her head, and she fiercely bit her lip, right at the same spot where she'd bitten it several nights before. It immediately started bleeding again.

"Oh my God, Amanda!" Kelsey squeaked when she saw it. "Why did you do that?"

Amanda looked back up, tears in her eyes. "Damon ... he..."

"What?" Carynne asked, taking Amanda's hand in her own and squeezing it in comfort and support.

"He doesn't know ... What I just did..."

Both Kelsey and Carynne looked at each other for a second, their smiles turning into worried looks. "You mean you two didn't talk about letting me join Kel when she goes to be with you?" Carynne asked.

Amanda just shook her head.

Kelsey wrapped both her arms around Amanda and pulled her close, feeling her heart sink when Amanda started to cry. "He'll be okay, you know that. He can never stay angry at you," Kel said encouragingly.

Amanda just sniffled and appeared to nod, though Kelsey wasn't sure.

"Why did you do it then, if you hadn't talked with Damon about it?" Carynne asked her sympathetically.

"Stacey ... she convinced me to," Amanda whispered softly. "She told me what you were doing, and I remembered how awesome it had been in Stars, and I just couldn't resist joining..."

Both Kelsey's and Carynne's eyes turned towards Stacey, who was a good fifty yards ahead of them and was laughing happily at something Siara had said. Carynne's look was questioning, but Kelsey's was one of complete irritation and anger.

"I think I need to have a long talk with miss Winterton," Kelsey said darkly.



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Chapter 3


"I think I need to have a long talk with Miss Winterton," Kelsey said darkly.

Before Carynne or Amanda could reply, Kelsey gave Amanda a reassuring kiss on her cheek and set off after Stacey, with the two girls quickly following her. The busy crowd made it difficult for her to gain much ground on her friend, however, and she was unable to catch up until Stacey and Siara had already reached the town square where they'd left the guys.

A huge crowd was surrounding the Bossa Ball playing field, and there was a very noticeable buzz coming from the assembled gathering. Rather than the buzz they'd noticed earlier, when all the spectators had been cheering and laughing, this one seemed rather more ominous.

Siara let out a small "Oh no!" before quickly setting off into the crowd, struggling to get through, with Stacey following closely on her heel. Kelsey gave Carynne and Amanda a confused glance, then she set off after the two tall girls.

Her slender size helped her flit through the massed crowd a bit easier, and she'd just caught up with Stacey and was about to grab her when they all reached the end of the throng and saw what the commotion was all about.

Ryan and Damon were standing just beside the massive trampoline-like playing field, being confronted by a group of large guys, several of whom were clenching their fists. Damon had a worried look on his face, likely on account of being outnumbered six to two, but Ryan seemed more angry than anything else.

"I don't like losing to a cheater!" said a tall black guy, who seemed to be the leader of the group confronting the two swimmers.

"And I don't like being called a cheater!" Ryan said heatedly. "You lost! Whining about it isn't gonna help!"

The black guy took a step forward, loosely rolling his shoulders. The crowd held its collective breath, apparently waiting for the blows to start raining down, but Ryan just stepped forward himself, coming to stand within an inch of the taller guy, a menacing scowl on his face. Both Damon and the other guys stepped forward as well, and a fight seemed inevitable.

"Bugger!" Siara groaned.

"What's going on?" Stacey asked.

"I don't know, but he always gets into situations like these," Siara sighed. "He always refuses to back down, even over the smallest bloody things!"

"Hang on, I'll get my bodyguards," Stacey said, looking around for the group of men that she knew would be close by. When she couldn't see them, she frowned in annoyance, then she rejoined the crowd of people in an effort to go find them.

"We need to do something!" Amanda said anxiously, obviously worried over Damon.

"Yeah. Let's go and see if we can get this resolved peacefully," Kelsey agreed.

Siara, having heard the two girls, turned around and shook her head. "Don't worry. Ryan and Damon aren't in any danger."

"That's not really how it looks," Carynne said with a determined grimace on her face. She'd never let a friend down when they needed her, and she wasn't about to now, especially not when it concerned the brother of the girl she loved. She took a few steps towards the group of quarreling men, but Siara gently took hold of her arm and pulled her back.

"You don't have to go over there. Ryan can easily handle these guys," Siara said.

"Are you sure?" Amanda asked doubtfully. "They look awfully big to me."

Siara smiled in a resigned fashion. "Trust me, Amanda."

The girls fretted for another moment, then they returned their attention to the confrontation in the midst of the town square. Apparently Ryan and the black guy had traded some more verbal jabs, and the black guy was now clenching his jaw and his fists, obviously spoiling for a fight. "I think I'm going to beat the shit out of you and your boyfriend!" he sneered. "Maybe that will teach you not to just come here and ruin everyone's fun."

Ryan shrugged in an unconcerned manner. "Are you sure you have enough of your buddies with you to try it? There's only six of you, after all."

The blow came quickly, though it wasn't the black guy who'd thrown it. One of the guys right behind him had stepped forward and swung a right hook at Ryan's face.

Ryan stepped aside so smoothly that it seemed like his opponent was moving in slow-motion. He caught his adversary's wrist, somehow wrapped his hand around it, then twisted it violently; with a loud scream of pain his opponent practically flipped in the air and landed on the pavement with a loud thud while Ryan kept holding on to his wrist and caused the guy's arm to be extended just a little further than it should, at a very uncomfortable-looking angle.

Two of the other men rushed forward, but Ryan just squeezed the wrist a little harder, and the ensuing cries of anguish caused the two of them to back off again.

"Now, how about you all just walk out of here, I'll let your buddy go, and we can all just forget this ever happened, okay?" Ryan said calmly.

The black guy and his friends looked at each other as if to ask the others what they thought they should do. Before they could come to any kind of conclusion, however, several policemen broke through the cordon of spectators. The guys bolted at the first sign of the cops, leaving Ryan and Damon standing there while the policemen walked up to them.

"What is going here?" the officer in charge asked, his gaze alternating between the guy on the ground who was still being held by his wrist and the group of men who had already vanished into the crowd.

"Just a minor misunderstanding, sir," Ryan said politely. "There was an argument over who'd won the last game. It's nothing worth getting excited over."

"Then why are you holding this man?"

"Because I want to make sure he understands that it's nothing worth getting excited over as well," Ryan said pointedly.

"Yes, yes! You guys won fairly, I agree!" the guy groaned, his face having turned white from the undoubtedly painful position he was in.

"Thank you," Ryan said, letting go of the guy's wrist. The guy winced in agony as he got up, clutching his sore wrist, then he scampered off in the same direction his buddies had gone.

"I apologize for the disturbance, sir," Ryan said to the officer after the guy had left.

The policeman shrugged. "Winston and his friends are known to us; they tend to go around looking for trouble. I would advise you not to stick around and to return to your resort as quickly as possible, however."

Ryan nodded. "We will. Thank you, sir." Without saying anything else, he motioned for Damon to follow him, and they quickly walked off towards the girls who were waving at them.

"What the hell was that?" Damon asked, a little in awe.

"Nikkyo." Ryan shrugged. When he saw that Damon didn't understand, he added, "It's Aikido."

Damon waited for him to say something else, but apparently Ryan wasn't in the mood to share more. The two of them reached the girls, and they both went to hug their girlfriends.

"I was really worried about you," Amanda said after kissing Damon. "What happened?"

"I'm not really sure. One moment we're playing the game, Ryan scores an awesome point, and the next thing we know, these guys are accusing us of cheating," Damon explained.

"Well, I'm just glad you're okay!" Amanda said in relief.

"Me too!" Damon grinned at her. "Though I think that Ryan could have easily held them off. I've never even seen a move like that before!"

They both looked over at Ryan, who was having a rather different sort of discussion with Siara.

"Why can't you ever just back down?" Siara asked in a seemingly resigned tone.

"Come on, babe. It's not my fault! They just jumped us after I scored and won the game!" Ryan said defensively.

"Did you cheat?"

"No! One guy on the other team had done the same thing not five minutes before, and nobody bitched at him about it!"

Siara sighed, after which she gave Ryan a huge hug. "I just wish you wouldn't get caught up in all this nonsense."

"Me too, Sia. But it's not like I go looking for this kind of shit..."

"I know."

The two of them looked at each other for several long moments, then they kissed.

Kelsey smiled at them both, then she looked at Damon and Amanda kissing, and her smile grew even bigger. She wanted nothing more than to kiss Carynne, but she figured there had been enough excitement for the afternoon already. The crowd was bound to go wild at seeing her and Carynne make out; after all, every other group of people that had ever seen the two of them kiss had gotten pretty excited too.

Stacey walked back up to her group of friends, her four bodyguards in tow. "I'm sorry that took so long! We kept missing each other!" she said, obviously annoyed. All four men looked decidedly chagrined, perhaps angry that they had managed to lose sight of their charge.

"It's alright, Ryan took care of it," Siara said with a wry smile. She looked at her boyfriend and was able to resist his silly grin for almost five seconds before she broke out laughing.

"I do think we should go, though. I don't want that joker to come back with twenty of his buddies in tow," Damon said.

"Yeah, let's go. You guys want to go get changed, and then we can meet up for dinner later tonight at that grill just down Main Street?"

The girls all nodded their agreement, and the group set off back towards the resorts.

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As soon as Stacey closed the door to their villa behind her, she was confronted by an obviously angry Kelsey.

"I need to talk to you," Kelsey said curtly.

"Okay. Here in the hallway, or do you want to go into the living room?" Stacey asked calmly, though she felt her stomach twist in a knot. She had a pretty good idea what the talk was going to be about, and she'd prepared arguments for both Damon and Amanda if they were to confront her. Kelsey being the one who was upset because of it had never occurred to her, however.

Kelsey turned around without saying a word, storming into the living room. She saw Carynne settling into one of the leather couches and preparing to turn on the TV, and she walked over to her girlfriend. "I hate to do this to you, hon, but would you mind leaving us alone for a bit?" she asked.

Carynne nodded and quickly got up. "I'll go take a shower. Just promise me you won't do anything you'll regret later, okay? I can tell you're pretty angry," she said seriously.

"I won't, I promise," Kelsey said softly.

Carynne gave her a long kiss, then she squeezed Kelsey's amazing ass. "And if there's going to be any make-up sex afterwards, you two better come have it in the shower with me!"

Kelsey tried not to, but she couldn't help but giggle. Carynne just gave her a quick grin as she scampered off up the stairs, happy with herself for making Kelsey laugh again. She knew her well enough to know that making her laugh kept her from staying angry. She made up her mind to take an extra long shower, because the prospect of having sex with Kelsey and Stacey in the hot water made her pussy practically leak with desire.

As soon as her girlfriend disappeared from view, Kelsey's smiling face turned back into a scowl, and she turned around and faced Stacey, who had taken a seat on the largest couch.

"What did you say to Amanda?" Kelsey demanded angrily, her fists on her hips.

"The truth." Stacey shrugged. "Nothing more, nothing less."

"And what's your idea of the truth?"

"That you miss her, she misses you, and you're both miserable because of it."

Kelsey ordered her heart to stop messing around, as it skipped several beats before it began thudding quite heavily—which was nothing compared to the churning in her stomach. "Well, of course we miss each other, but that doesn't make it right for you to trick her into coming into that dressing room and fuck me and Carynne!"

"Trick her? I didn't trick her. I just told her what you and Carynne were doing, and I asked her if she missed it. She said yes, and she joined you two."

"There must have been more than that! She wouldn't just break her promise to Damon like that without something else!"

Stacey gave her a hurt look. "Why are you so angry at me, baby? Isn't getting Amanda back what you wanted?"

"I'm the one that chose not to be with her and Damon anymore. It wasn't her decision, or even what she wanted, so why didn't you come talk to me? You're acting like it was her fault!"

"Because you were absolutely right. For you to go off and be with Damon and Amanda while Carynne can't join is completely unfair to Carynne. Talking with you about that wouldn't really have made much sense, would it?" Stacey said in a reasonable tone of voice. She curled her knees up on the couch in front of her, locking her arms around her legs and resting her chin on her knees. It was a position she always took when she had an argument with her dad, or with one of her brothers, since she knew it made her look cute.

"Stop trying to talk around the issue. I made a decision, and you went and talked with Amanda and tried to change her mind about what she'd decided. Why did you do that?"

"You were all so unhappy, anyone could see that! All of you have been sad and mopey during the past couple of weeks. You're crying all the time, and I hate it! I hate seeing everybody in pain and so dreary; you most of all, Kel ... I love you too much to not try to help when you're unhappy," Stacey said, her voice on the verge of breaking.

Kelsey felt her heart ache for her friend, and though she tried to maintain her anger, she could feel it melt like snow before the Bahama sun. She let out a deep sigh. "I love you too, Stace, but you didn't have the right to interfere in Damon and Amanda's lives like that."

"I didn't interfere, I swear! I just talked to them. All I said was that they'd already made an exception in their exclusivity for you, and it wouldn't hurt them to make one for Carynne as well."

"Wait ... them? You talked to both of them?"

Stacey nodded.

"That doesn't make any sense. Why was Amanda so upset that she hadn't talked to Damon about it, then? If you'd already talked to both of them..."

Stacey blushed slightly. "Eh ... I might not have told them that I'd also talked to the other one about it."

"So you snuck around behind both their backs?"

"I didn't sneak! I wanted to see how they both felt about it before I got them together to talk to them."

"Why?"

Stacey frowned. "Because I figured it was easier to talk to them separately first, and—"

"No, I mean why did you feel the need to talk to them in the first place?" Kelsey interrupted. "Why did you take it upon yourself to mess with our decisions?"

Stacey lowered her head until her face touched her knees. "Don't you love being back with Amanda?" she asked softly.

"Yeah, but not if it means..." Kelsey started, only to quickly stop to bite back the tears that threatened to well up in her eyes. "Not if it means she and Damon are going to have trouble because of it!"

Stacey lifted her head again, her eyes also filled with tears. "Trouble? Why would they have trouble?"

"I'm not sure, but Amanda seemed really worried. I could just tell."

"Kel, they both want this!"

Kelsey gave her a doubtful look. "Really?"

Stacey nodded rapidly. "Yes. When I talked to Damon on the beach, that morning when you came back crying so hard after talking to them, he was pretty close to agreeing that having Carynne join the three of you wouldn't hurt them. And then Amanda felt the same way when I talked to her in the bikini shop!"

"You should have told them, Stace. Now Amanda is scared to death over what Damon will think!"

Stacey sighed. "I didn't mean for that to happen! I just wanted you all to be happy again. I hate seeing you all so miserable, and I've missed..." she stopped suddenly and hung her head, blushing furiously.

Kelsey's curiosity was piqued as she tried to figure out what that meant. She sat down on the couch beside her friend and wrapped her arm around Stacey's shoulders. "What did you miss? Us being happy?" she asked, pulling Stacey close against her.

"Yeah, but also ... I..." Stacey stammered, her face still pressed against her knees.

"Is it Amanda?" Kelsey asked. Her voice was full of compassion as she added, "Do you miss her?"

Stacey didn't respond for a few moments. Eventually she raised her face just a little and whispered, "Yes. You and Amanda were the first girls I'd ever gotten close to, and I just have a special place in my heart for you two. I miss not being able to ... to do anything with her anymore."

"I didn't know you felt that way," Kelsey said sympathetically. She began stroking her hand through Stacey's blonde hair, trying to comfort her friend.

Stacey turned to face Kelsey, blinking away a few tears. "I do. I've just really missed having her come over and hang out, and fool around, and all the fun stuff we used to do together."

"I'm sorry. Carynne and I have really tried to make up for her absence."

"I know, and you two are so wonderful. But ... I just ... I dunno. Maybe it's not even so much that I miss her, and it's more that I'm just kinda lonely."

"Awwww!" Kelsey said while squeezing Stacey tightly against her, trying to think of what to say. Now that she knew, it made perfect sense that Stacey was lonely; of the group of friends, she was the only one who didn't have someone of her own. With Ryan and Siara having joined them, it just reinforced the fact that she was by herself.

"And I've missed your brother too," Stacey whispered, almost inaudibly, after almost a minute of silence.

Kelsey did a double-take, and her hand froze. Had she heard that right? "What?"

"I miss Damon."

Kelsey gazed at her friend in amazement for several long moments, pondering what she meant. Did she miss just having sex with him, or was it something more? It seemed unlikely it was just the sex, since Stacey could have basically any boy she wanted. "Stace, are you in love with Damon?" she finally asked.

Stacey turned her head away, but Kelsey quickly drew it back, forcing her friend to look her in the eyes. "Are you?" she repeated.

"Yes," Stacey finally said. "But I swear that I'm not trying to break up him and Amanda, Kel. I know that with my meddling of the past few days it may look that way, but I just want everyone getting back together and having fun. I didn't do it to wreck their relationship! Please, you have to believe me!"

"Sshhh, I believe you. But why didn't you ever tell me? Or him?"

Stacey shrugged, her face a little sad. "What good would that have done? He's happier than anything with Amanda, and then he had you too. Even if I wanted to, how could I've ever competed with that?"

"Well, you could have kept buying him awesome cars," Kelsey said with a smile. "Get him one of those Veyrons he keeps talking about, and he'll likely forget all about us."

Stacey stared at her for a second, then she started laughing. "To be honest, I don't even know what I feel for him. There are days when I think I genuinely do love him, and there are other days when I'm sure I just feel this way because no other guy has ever treated me as wonderfully as he has."

"Oh Stace," Kelsey said affectionately. "There's a guy out there for you too; or a girl, whatever. Just because you haven't found him yet doesn't mean you never will."

"I hope so. It's just hard when the four of you are so obviously wonderfully happy together, you with Carynne and Amanda with Damon, and ... and I miss being part of that. I miss being together with all of you, and having all of you come over to my room. That Saturday, when Damon swam his semi-finals, was the greatest day of my life! I want that back. Remember how happy and carefree we all were?"

Kelsey swallowed several times, loudly sniffing her nose. "Yes, I do. I miss it too. A lot has changed since then, though."

"I know, but I figured if you and Carynne could join Damon and Amanda again, then maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe I could too," Stacey said, so softly Kelsey could barely hear her.

Kelsey's heart ached again, and she wrapped her arms around Stacey as her friend began to cry even harder. She leaned her head against Stacey's, trying to give her some comfort.

After several minutes, Stacey lifted her face. "I'm sorry for interfering."

"It's okay," Kelsey said. "You meant well."

"Do you think I should go talk to Damon and Amanda, and tell them what I've done?"

Kelsey shook her head. "No, because I don't know if she's talked to Damon about it yet. If she hasn't, then you showing up would just force her to deal with it when she's not ready. I'll talk with her tonight, and we'll figure out what to do then."

"Please let me know if there's anything at all that I can do to help," Stacey said, biting her lip.

"I will," Kelsey said. She drew a deep breath, then she kissed her friend on the cheek. "I'm sorry I got angry at you. I just couldn't figure out why you'd done all that. It makes more sense now."

Stacey shrugged, and she gave Kelsey a wan smile. "I think it's better for me if people get angry at me once in awhile. Maybe it'd finally stop me from doing so many stupid things!"

"I dunno about that, Stace. Even if I got angry at you more often, you'd still be blonde!" Kelsey said with an impish grin.

"Oh ... you little brat!" Stacey exclaimed, before bursting into happy laughter. She quickly turned to face Kelsey, grabbing her by the wrists and forcing her hands over her head, even as she pushed her down into the couch.

Kelsey giggled and tried to struggle free, but Stacey's size and strength made it pretty much a lost battle. Not that she was really trying very hard to escape, anyways.

Stacey leaned over Kelsey and bent down to give her best friend a deep, lingering kiss. She felt Kelsey's legs lock behind her back as her tongue slid inside Kelsey's mouth, and they spent several wonderful minutes making out. After Stacey let up for some air, she snuck her hand down Kelsey's tummy, inching it towards Kel's skirt. Her fingers were practically dying to get at that incredible pussy.

"Stace, wait!" Kelsey gasped.

"What? What's wrong?" Stacey asked, her face turning decidedly unhappy at the prospect of being rejected.

"I promised Carynne that if we were going to have make-up sex, we'd join her in the shower for it," Kelsey said with a luscious grin.

Stacey's worried look quickly evaporated, to be replaced with one of pure desire. "Think she's up for another round of 'Stuff the Carynne?'" she asked with an evil smirk.

"Why don't we go find out?" Kelsey suggested.

Both girls laughed and giggled as they practically raced upstairs, and Carynne's happy squeal when the two of them joined her in the luxurious shower was heard by beach-goers in a wide radius around their villa.

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The beach club was packed as always, and Kelsey smiled at several admirers as she and her friends made their way across the wooden floor towards the bar. She had certainly dressed to impress, wearing a short, black skirt that made her ass and legs look amazing. She'd debated on wearing a t-shirt, but had finally settled—with a lot of urging from Carynne—on just wearing a lacy, black bra. Over that she was wearing an open, cream-colored jacket. Her ensemble certainly got her the attention she wanted—and loved. Plenty of guys were just openly staring at the sight of her tits so proudly on display.

Carynne and Stacey had done their absolute best to wear her out in the shower, with amazing success, and afterwards she'd taken one of the most comfortable naps she'd had in ages, warmly wrapped in Carynne's arms. She'd felt fantastic when she woke up, but of course the reality of the situation came crashing in again pretty quickly.

She'd kept an eye on Damon and Amanda during dinner and the walk over to the club, but so far the two of them seemed to be behaving like they always did, which was to say that Amanda was constantly touching and kissing Damon, and he acted goofy because of it.

They were both dressed very nicely too. Amanda had decided to go casual; she was wearing her favorite pair of jeans, which made her ass look absolutely incredible, though Kelsey knew full well they took her several minutes to put on. To go with it she'd chosen a tight, dark blue top which exposed a nice bit of her tummy and left her right shoulder completely bare all the way to her breasts. The neckline was plunging, and it showed off a delectable amount of cleavage. She'd finished her simple-yet-utterly-sexy look with a pair of comfy sneakers.

Damon, on the other hand, had really dressed up, wearing a very nice pair of black slacks that he normally only wore with a suit, over a stylish pair of black leather dress shoes. He'd also chosen one of his more expensive dress shirts, in dark red. He looked very chic, Kelsey thought. As she was watching them, Amanda whispered something in his ear, then nibbled on it. His already goofy grin got even bigger, and he looked at her with undisguised longing.

Kelsey smiled at her brother. She loved that he was so obviously smitten with Amanda, and she endured the pain in her tummy at the memory that, not too long ago, he used to be the same way with her. For the first time, she seriously began to wonder if her decision had been simply wrong. She'd convinced herself that she could get over both Damon and Amanda with a clean break, but after what had happened with Amanda in the fitting room she was nowhere near as sure anymore. If anything, her desire for the two of them had simply multiplied tenfold. Though she knew it wasn't her decision, she began to hope and even pray that their relationship could handle Carynne joining in along with her.

Of course, before she could even think of something like that, she had to deal with the ramifications of earlier that day. She'd run over a thousand scenarios in her mind to try to talk to the two of them about what had happened in the bikini shop, but her uncertainty over her brother's reaction and what would happen after that was keeping her tight-lipped so far. She didn't think he'd go so far as to feel that Amanda had cheated on him, but she wasn't completely sure either. Amanda had joined in, if only briefly, to drink Siara's pussy juice, after all.

Kelsey sighed and figured she'd get a few drinks first—hopefully the alcohol would give her the courage to talk to Damon and Amanda. She knew they had to talk it all out, for everyone's sake, and she was firmly determined to do so that night. She just needed to wait for the right time.

"Carynne?" Siara asked from behind as the group approached the bar. The British girl was wearing a short, black, low cut halter dress which looked very glamorous and sexy on her slender figure, and her four-inch pumps were giving her ass an incredibly perky look. Kelsey briefly thought back to how amazing it had been when Siara's cum was spraying all over her face, and she felt a little twitch in her fingers at the idea of tearing that dress right off Siara's body.

"Yeah?" Carynne asked, turning to face her new friend.

"I hate you!" Siara grinned.

Carynne laughed happily, and she gave Ryan a coy look, winking at him and throwing a few air-kisses his way for good measure. Ryan returned her faux-flirting with a good-natured grin, then he shrugged his shoulders as if to say that he couldn't help it. He'd dressed pretty nicely too, with a navy colored pair of Dockers, a forest-green Ralph Lauren polo and black leather dress shoes.

Kelsey laughed at the joke. Carynne was wearing one of her favorite t-shirts, and Siara had obviously only just seen what was on the back of it. The front of it read: "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful," while the back added: "Hate me because your boyfriend thinks I am." Carynne loved trotting out the tight, black t-shirt just for giggles every now and then. She'd paired the t-shirt with a small and deliciously tight pair of dark blue boy shorts, as well as a pair of sneakers. She looked like a high school freshman, sweet and innocent. Kelsey grinned at that thought. Sweet, yes, but innocent?

"It's not just her boyfriend, baby. I think you're beautiful too," Kelsey said as she drew closer to Carynne.

"Awww, so are you!" Carynne said happily, giving Kelsey a hungry, wet kiss, to the obvious delight of the crowd around them.

"Are you girls going to put on another show for us tonight?" a good-looking white guy, perhaps in his late twenties, asked eagerly.

"Maybe," Carynne grinned. "Be nice to us, and you'll find out!"

Kelsey took hold of Carynne's wrist and gently pulled her towards the bar. "Come on, Captain Flirt! Time to leave your admirers alone."

Carynne giggled and gave Kelsey another kiss. "Okay. You're more fun to flirt with anyways!"

"You did a lot more than just flirt with me earlier," Kelsey said, pretending to be coy, to her lover's delight.

"Mmmm, I know, it was so awesome! I couldn't believe how hard we got you to cum!"

Kelsey blushed slightly, but her grin was undeniably proud. They made it over to the bar without any other disruptions, where Stacey ordered rum and cokes for everyone; they all toasted to their trip the next day, which Ryan had confirmed was all set. Stacey had dressed pretty casually as well, wearing a pair of jean shorts, a white t-shirt and a white, sleeveless vest—adorned with a variety of dazzling rhinestones—which she'd left unbuttoned at the bottom.

Everyone downed their rum and coke, the guys a bit faster than the girls, and they ordered another round. Before the bartender could take care of their request, however, Amanda said, "Let's go dancing!" after which she pulled Damon to the crowded dance floor.

The others quickly followed suit, leaving the bartender looking around in confusion to see where his customers had gone, and soon everyone was dancing, booty-bumping and generally having a great time. Amanda especially seemed to be in a wild mood, pulling off her sexiest dance moves and almost continuously grinding her ass against Damon's crotch, right in plain view of all their friends who were dancing around them.

"Looks like someone's getting lucky tonight!" Ryan grinned at Siara, while again watching Amanda give Damon a particularly sexy grind session.

"It looks like it, yes. I'm so jealous of the way she can dance!" Siara said with a mournful sigh.

"Come on, babe, you know I love the way you dance," Ryan said, giving her a supportive smooch.

Siara didn't reply, instead just thinking to herself that she really had to tell him what she'd done that afternoon. Though she was hopeful he wouldn't be too angry, she didn't quite know how to broach the subject. Instead she just kept dancing and watched Amanda turn Damon on more and more until he seemed just about ready to blow.

"How on Earth can it be possible for you to move your hips that way?" Siara asked in exasperation, after trying—and failing—for the dozenth time to pull off one of Amanda's more intricate dance moves.

"I dunno." Amanda shrugged with a cute smile. "I guess I'm just lucky to be so flexible."

"Yeah, it's luck, alright. Your flexibility has nothing to do with your boy toy bending you every which way at night!" Carynne quipped.

"Carynne!" Amanda gasped, breaking into a gorgeous blush. It lasted for several seconds, then she began to laugh, throwing Damon a guilty glance.

Damon merely grinned and shrugged his shoulders. "Always happy to help!"

"Mmmm, I know you are," Amanda practically purred, giving Damon her most luscious, sensual smile. She grinned slightly as she saw his reaction; he was practically drooling, and she knew he'd ravage her the second they left club, which was exactly her plan. She hoped that by turning him on so much his mind would stop working, so he'd be more forgiving when she admitted to him what she'd done that afternoon.

She glanced over at Kelsey and smiled when she saw her best friend give her an encouraging grin. Kelsey knew her so well, of course, that it seemed likely she realized exactly why Amanda was driving Damon so crazy. She thought back to earlier that afternoon, and how wonderful it had been to feel Kelsey cum again, as well as to cover her former lover's face in her cum.

She shook herself out of her reverie when she felt Damon push his hard-on against her ass, and she eagerly ground herself back against him. He bent over and kissed her cheek, then put his face against hers cheek-to-cheek, whispering, "You're driving me nuts, you know."

She grinned and nodded. "I know. I want you to fuck my brains out tonight," she whispered back as they kept up their little game of bump-and-grind. Her grin grew even bigger when she felt him swallow quite heavily. She stuck her ass out a little further, almost as if trying to trap his cock between her cheeks, and intensified her grinding.

The song that was playing, some eastern-European techno-rave, ended, and rather than segue smoothly into the next song, the DJ let the entire place go quiet. "Alright, me fine people ... karaoke time!" the DJ, a tall, lanky black guy with some ridiculously long dreadlocks, suddenly belted out through the microphone in a seemingly staged Jamaican accent. He was up on a small podium near the back of the club, along with all his equipment. The girls almost seemed surprised that it was even there—they'd never noticed it before.

A chorus of cheers, mixed with quite a few boos, went up, to which the DJ replied, "Chill, it just be few songs, don't ya know! And this time 'round we not gon' have any squealers up here!"

"You better not!" someone in the audience shouted in reply.

"Don't worry, I've got me bat ready, man!" the DJ laughed. "So who want to come up first?"

As a pretty black girl in her mid-twenties quickly made her way to the stage, Stacey turned towards her friends with a grimace. "Great ... karaoke."

"I take it you're not a big fan?" Ryan asked with an amused look.

"No," she replied somewhat distastefully.

"That's just because you've never heard someone great!" Siara chimed in. "Will you sing for me, Ryan? Please?"

Ryan shrugged. "If you want me to, babe, sure."

Siara nodded quite eagerly, and the rest of the girls began staring inquisitively at Ryan. He held up his hands, as if to ward off any comments, shaking his head for good measure.

"Come on, spill already!" Carynne laughed.

"Just wait and see," Ryan said with a cheeky smile.

"Siara obviously thinks you're something special. Is that true?" Stacey chimed in.

"Nah, I'm nowhere near as good as she says I am," Ryan replied with a modest shrug.

"Bollocks! You're awesome, and you know it!" Siara countered.

He put his hand in the small of Siara's back, pulling her closer to give her a huge kiss. "If I sing your favorite song, will you do the same naughty things to me that Amanda's gonna do to Damon tonight?" he whispered in her ear.

Siara threw a quick glance at Amanda, who was still teasing Damon to distraction, then she nodded.

"One song for my lady, coming up!" he grinned. Before the girls could ask him any more questions, he made his way over to the stage, where the black girl was just starting with Beyonce's "Single Ladies."

"Is he really that good?" Stacey asked Siara, both of them watching Ryan squeeze through the crowd towards the podium.

"Yes, he is," Siara said. "He's got a wonderful voice, and I love hearing him sing."

"This should be interesting then. By the way, have you told him about ... you know, what happened earlier?"

Siara shook her head and began to blush quite heavily. "No, I haven't."

"Are you embarrassed that you did it?" Stacey asked with concern in her voice, even as she took Siara's hand between hers and squeezed it.

"No, not at all. I loved it. I'm just a little worried about how to break the news to him that I cheated on him. With four girls!"

Stacey went to stand a little closer to Siara, bringing up her hand to kiss it. "Don't look at it as cheating. Look at it as preparing yourself to give him what he's been wanting for a long time."

"What's that?"

"You told me he never stops talking about wanting a threesome, remember?" Stacey said sultrily.

"Yes..."

"So give him one!"

Siara was quiet for a few moments as she thought it over. "Well, I guess it would work as an excuse. But who would..." Siara said, then she trailed off as she looked Stacey deeply in the eyes. "You?"

Stacey nodded. "I'd love to join you two."

Siara's blush intensified. "You know that this afternoon was my first time, right? With girls, I mean."

"Uh-huh," Stacey breathed, her face slowly inching closer to Siara's.

"And I didn't really do anything. You girls did all the work, so to speak..."

"It's okay, don't worry. I'd be more than happy to show you what to do. And I'm sure that Ryan would have some suggestions for you as well."

"Oh, I know he would, yes!" Siara said with a nervous little giggle. Her eyes were flitting this way and that, trying to avoid gazing for too long on Stacey's face, which was now distractingly close. "Have you had many threesomes?"

"Only a few times where there were a boy and a girl involved. All the other threesomes and foursomes I've had have been with girls only. But they were always a ton of fun."

Siara just nodded, her eyes quickly scanning the faces of the other girls. Amanda was still occupied with teasing Damon, but both Kelsey and Carynne were grinning at her, and they each threw her a saucy wink. Either they were able to overhear her conversation with Stacey, or they were just guessing what it was about.

"I can tell you that I've never wanted one as badly as I want to have one with you and him," Stacey finally said, right before her lips touched Siara's.

Siara moaned as she felt Stacey's tongue slide inside her mouth once again, and her knees almost buckled at the sensation. She kissed the gorgeous blonde girl back for a few seconds, then she regretfully broke the contact. "Let's not ... get carried away, Stacey," she gasped. "I don't want Ryan to see us and get the wrong idea."

Stacey just laughed cutely. "Honey, trust me: When a guy like him sees girls kissing, he gets exactly the right idea!"

Siara stared at her for a moment, then she laughed too. She grabbed Stacey's hand, and they both turned towards the stage where the black girl was finishing her somewhat lackluster performance to several seconds of randomly scattered applause. The girl stormed off the stage in a huff, apparently angered at the lack of appreciation for her earth-shattering talent.

Ryan got up on the podium and talked to the DJ for a few moments. The DJ seemed a little confused, then tapped away at his keyboard for a few moments. He gave Ryan a regretful look as he shook his head.

Ryan, apparently unperturbed, quickly hopped down back-stage, and returned a few seconds later holding a guitar.

"Where the heck did he get that guitar?" Carynne asked.

"It's gotta be the DJ's. He drags it out of here every night at closing, remember?" Kelsey explained patiently, though with a slight mocking tone in her voice.

"Hey, I have far more important things on my mind when we leave this place. You can't blame me for not noticing stupid little details!" Carynne grinned.

Kelsey returned her grin, sliding her hand over Carynne's perky ass. "I don't blame you at all. I'm glad I keep you so occupied," she whispered sensually.

Carynne's smile was dazzling, and their mouths quickly met for another kiss.

"Now we jammin'! We be runnin' acoustic tonight, me boys and girls!" the DJ said, right before putting his mic up on a stand in front of Ryan.

Ryan threw a big smile in Siara's direction, then he began playing a simple, yet very melodious riff. After repeating it twice, he started singing, "Mother doesn't know where love has gone. She says it must be youth, that keeps us feeling strong... "

"Wow ... what song is that?" Stacey asked in obvious surprise.

"'Through the Barricades, '" Siara said, a little distracted. "It's by Spandau Ballet. It's been my favorite song for as long as I can remember."

The crowd, which had been pretty rowdy during the Beyonce hack job, grew quiet as a whisper as Ryan's voice effortlessly soared to the higher keys, syncing up perfectly with his guitar.

"Oh my God, he's amazing," Kelsey sighed. She gave Siara a teasing little nudge. "Is there anything he can't do, Siara?"

"No," Siara said, shaking her head with a dreamy smile, her eyes and attention completely focused on her boyfriend.

Kelsey and Carynne exchanged a knowing grin. They held hands while they enjoyed Ryan's performance, both of them noticing that Stacey was holding Siara's hand in a similar matter.

Behind them, Amanda and Damon were dancing slowly to the song, lost in their love for each other. Kelsey blinked away a small tear at the sight, remembering how Damon had protested when she'd almost ordered him to take dancing lessons about half a year ago, for Amanda's sake. She knew that Damon was, by now, probably extremely grateful for her insistence. She made up her mind to go talk to the two of them soon.

Ryan's voice was filling the club, his volume increasing as the song went on, and a few people in the crowd slowly began to cheer and whistle in acknowledgment of his talent.

"He is awesome," Carynne said appreciatively. "But I know someone who's even better."

"Really? Who?" Kelsey asked curiously.

"You."

"Me? Carynne, don't be silly. I'm not even half as good as he is!"

"Yes, you are," Carynne said, utterly serious. "Kel, I love you, but you really have to stop selling yourself short where your singing is concerned. You're incredible, and it's time you start to realize that."

Kelsey just shook her head, a bright blush on her cheeks.

"Stace..." Carynne pleaded.

"She's right, you know. You really are great," Stacey said, nodding at Kelsey. "Do you want me to go get Amanda and Damon, so they can tell you the same thing?"

"No, don't do that!" Kelsey said quickly. "This is the first time they've seemed happy since ... well ... you know. Besides, I know I sound okay, but I definitely don't sound that good."

"Yes, you do," Carynne said, unperturbed. "I want you to sing for me. Up there, on that stage."

"What?!" Kelsey gasped.

"Please?"

"But..."

"Please, Kel? I love hearing you sing, and I wish you'd do it so much more often. Please, sweetheart? For me?" Carynne said, her voice soft and pleading, while she batted her eyelashes in the same way that always got her what she wanted from her dad. She felt a quick flutter in her heart when she saw that they had the same devastating effect on her girlfriend.

Kelsey looked genuinely frazzled, and she turned to Stacey for help. "Stace, I—"

"I'm on her side, baby. I want to hear you sing too!" Stacey said with a huge grin.

"Guys!" Kelsey pleaded.

"Please, honey?" Carynne asked again, putting all her love into her voice.

Kelsey lowered her head, then she finally nodded. "Okay, fine, but I'm going to make a fool of myself up there!"

"No, you're not. Stop saying that!" Carynne said, starting towards the podium and pulling Kelsey along by her hand. "Come on."

"What, you mean now?!" Kelsey squeaked. "I don't want to go right after him! I ... let some—"

"No, right now. You're going to blow everyone away, so we don't have to listen to other people screeching again." Carynne just kept on going, determinedly pulling her lover behind her.

Kelsey stuttered and complained as the two of them made their way through the crowd, but Carynne mercilessly dragged her on, until they were right next to the stage, just in time for the finish of Ryan's song.

"And through ... the barricades, " Ryan sang one final time. He played the riff twice more, then he stopped, and the club erupted in raucous applause. Loud, thunderous cheers were let out by everyone, in full appreciation of the fantastic performance.

"That was fuckin' righteous, man!" the DJ belted loudly, and the crowd just roared even louder in approval.

Ryan got up and handed the guitar back to the DJ. He smiled humbly at the applause, nodding his thanks to the crowd; then, he saw Kelsey and Carynne standing next to the podium. He leaned down so he could talk to them. "Hey, are you guys doing a song? Or do you just want an autograph?" he joked.

"Kelsey's singing next," Carynne said, unceremoniously shoving her girlfriend towards the podium.

"Really? That's great!" Ryan said happily. "Kick ass, girl!"

Kelsey gave him a wan smile as she nimbly climbed up on the podium. She gulped audibly when she turned back and saw the entire crowd switch their attention from Ryan to her. Wolf-whistles started going up in appreciation of her incredibly sexy outfit, and for probably the first time in her life, she didn't eat up all the attention with relish.

"What song you want, me girl?" the DJ asked.

"Ehm ... I..." Kelsey stammered. Nerves were tearing through her, and she felt as if she was about to get sick. Drops of sweat were dripping down her face, and her hands were clammy.

"Girl? You gots to tell me what song you wantin'," the DJ repeated.

Kelsey closed her eyes and listened to the roaring in her ears. She tried to order herself to get over it, but she felt as if she was going to have a nervous breakdown. C'mon, you've stood in front of crowds ten times this size for your cheer competitions, she angrily thought to herself. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes to look around for Damon, but she couldn't pick him out of the crowd. She took a step towards Carynne, getting ready to bolt off the platform and run back to the villa.

"Stick to looking hot and fucking girls, honey, since that's obviously all you're good at!" a male voice shouted from somewhere in the middle of the crowd. A few chuckles of laughter went up, and the crowd began to buzz at Kelsey's inability, or refusal, to sing.

Ryan quickly jumped back up on the stage, his face furious. He grabbed the mic and turned to face the crowd. "Would you like to repeat that, asshole?!" he snarled. "If you're so fucking gifted, how about you come up here and show how awesome you are in front of all these people!"

The crowd fell quiet, turning almost as one towards the guy who'd spoken—a ratty looking douchebag with way too much fake jewelry hanging around his neck. Suddenly the center of attention, the guy's face turned deathly white, and he quickly slunk away.

"Yeah, that's what I thought, you fucking jackass!" Ryan snorted, then he put the mic back in its stand. He turned to Kelsey and gently put his hands on her shoulders. "You can do this, Kelsey. Show them you're more than just a ridiculously beautiful, smoking-hot-looking girl."

Kelsey stared at him for a few seconds with her mouth open, then she suddenly smiled prettily as his remark finally sank in. "Thanks, Ryan."

"Just the truth," he said with a grin and a shrug. "What song do you really like? What have you listened to a lot lately?"

Kelsey thought it over for a second, then she said, "'Evacuate the Dance Floor.'"

"Okay. Can you sing it?"

"Yeah."

"You want to do that one, then?"

Kelsey nodded slowly, her nerves almost reaching a crescendo.

Ryan looked at the DJ. "Have you got Cascada? 'Evacuate the Dance Floor?'"

The DJ nodded, and quickly tapped a few commands into his system. "Ready when she be, man."

"You can do it," Ryan again said encouragingly to Kelsey, while making ready to get off the platform.

"Stay here with me?" Kelsey asked in a small voice.

He gave her a big smile and nodded. "Sure. Go get 'em, girl."

Kelsey approached the edge of the podium, feeling the butterflies in her stomach go nuts when she saw all the eyes focused on her. She took the mic out of its stand; clenching it tightly, she glanced at Carynne, who was giving her a look of absolute adoration. The others had joined Carynne, and both Damon and Amanda were nodding at her, urging her on.

"Just pretend it's a cheerleading routine!" Amanda said loudly.

Kelsey released a deep breath to gather herself. Just a cheerleading routine, she thought. Just ignore the fact that everyone's staring at you and you alone, rather than everyone on your squad. After a few more seconds, she nodded at the DJ.

The pop music started blaring from the speakers within a second, and the crowd cheered its approval when they recognized the song.

"Turn up the music, let's get out on the floor... " Kelsey began, mentally wincing at the way her voice squeaked. Her eyes crossed paths with Damon's, and for a moment she felt overwhelmed when she saw his love for her reflected in his face. She actually missed the entire next line, then she quickly recovered, her voice getting stronger as she sang.

"You're doing great, Kel!" Carynne cheered, a bright, beautiful smile on her face.

"Dance, Kel! Dance!" Amanda shouted.

"Watch me get physical, out of control. There's people watching me, I never miss a beat!" Kelsey sang, putting her lungs into it as her voice finally hit the right key. She began to shake her hips, and her years of cheerleader training came back to her in a flash; her legs started moving almost out of their own accord in the oh-so-familiar steps.

She felt her confidence grow throughout the next few lines; then, when the refrain came up, she was fully in the groove. She quickly discarded her jacket, showing off her incredible body, and she sensually trailed her free hand along her bra-covered breasts while doing one of her most complex cheerleading dances.

Most of the guys in the crowd were absolutely enthralled with the way the slender, sexy goddess was moving, and with the way her breasts were shaking.

"Evacuate the dance floor!" Kelsey belted out, a huge smile adorning her face, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the music.

For nearly a minute she sang, oblivious to the world around her, just focused on her singing and dancing. When she began to sing the refrain again, she opened her eyes, a little surprised and absolutely delighted to see the entire crowd dancing and cheering wildly. Her friends were even more exuberant, yelling and screaming their support for her as they danced to her song. A large circle had formed around Amanda, who was showing off her absolute finest moves—moves that would put many professional dancers to shame—to the obvious approval of the crowd.

Once she got near the end of the second refrain, a small voice in the back of her mind reminded her that the next part was done by a guy. Before she could even begin to worry about if and how she was going to be able to do that, Ryan walked up beside her, and his voice smoothly cut in just in time.

As he did the lame little rap sequence, all the while grinning at her, she suddenly realized that he'd been singing in the background where appropriate throughout the whole song, and she threw him a quick thank-you smile. Once his part was finished, she took over again, and she delivered the rest of the song at absolute top volume. She sang so loudly and so pure that she felt she didn't even need the microphone, and while she was absolutely crushing the song she also easily kept up with her intricate dance routine, putting on a dazzling show.

"Come burn this place right down to the ground!" Kelsey finished, and without even realizing she did it, she took her "Tigers Roar!" pose from her old cheerleading routines. She grinned proudly as sweat poured down her body, and her beautiful smile dazzled in the club's strobe lights. For almost a second, there was an almost palpable silence in the club; then, without warning, the place absolutely exploded, with people yelling themselves hoarse and pounding their hands until they hurt. Several people threw scraps of paper with phone numbers on them onto the stage, screaming at her to please call them. One guy shouted over the crowd to beseech her to marry him.

The thunderous wave of sound rushed over Kelsey, and adrenaline surged through her body. Needing to find an outlet, any outlet, she turned around and before she even thought about it, she jumped into Ryan's arms and gave him a big kiss.

It lasted for only a second, but both of them were looking utterly surprised when their lips broke their contact.

"Oh crap! Ryan, I'm sorry!" Kelsey said, feeling herself blush furiously. Glancing over at her friends, she saw Carynne just give her a big grin, though Siara's look was probably just as surprised as her own.

"It's okay," he said loudly, trying to be heard over the roar of the crowd, which had intensified in volume upon seeing the kiss. "I take it that wasn't meant seriously?"

"No! I don't even know what I was doing. I'm so sorry!"

"Don't worry. It can be quite a rush when you get your first applause," he said with a knowing smile, trying his best not to glance too obviously at her incredible, half-naked body. "By the way, I joined in with that shitty rap for your sake, but next time I'm not doing so unless I get to do something decent, like Fiddy or Snoop, okay?"

Kelsey grinned. "Okay. Thank you for your help."

"No problem," he said with a pearly white smile. Again Kelsey was struck by just how really damn hot he was.

"I should probably go apologize to Siara," she said grimly, putting the mic back in its stand and getting ready to step off the platform.

"I'll do that," Ryan said, pushing her back. "You just enjoy the cheers for awhile."

Before Kelsey could even object, he'd already jumped off the stage, quickly going over to Siara and wrapping his arms around her. He talked with her for a few moments, then Siara looked back at Kelsey. Kelsey put her hand up in apology, and mouthed, "I'm sorry!" at the British girl.

Siara just shook her head and gave her a comforting smile, after which she put her hand behind Ryan's neck and pulled him down for a deep kiss.

Kelsey didn't see anything else as suddenly Carynne was there, nearly jumping on top of her and smothering her in a huge hug.

"Oh my God, you were so amazing!" Carynne squealed in glee, kissing every part of Kelsey she could reach with her eager lips.

Kelsey just giggled in response, trying her best to stay upright under her girlfriend's assault. She squeezed Carynne's ass, and the two of them made out for several wonderful moments, in response to which the crowd just roared even louder.

"I'm sorry that I kissed Ryan," Kelsey said once they finally let up with their kiss. "I didn't mean to, it just happened."

"I don't care!" Carynne chuckled. "If I'd been up here with that hunk, I would've kissed him too!"

"I just hope Siara isn't mad at me."

"I'd say that after what she did to you this afternoon, she hasn't got much right to complain!"

Kelsey looked back at Ryan and Siara, who were still kissing heavily. "No, I guess not," she grinned.

Carynne gave her another kiss, then the two of them got off the podium and rejoined Stacey, Amanda and Damon. Each of her friends hugged and kissed her in turn, though Damon's kiss was brief—out in public, they always made sure never to appear improper. Her tummy turned to mush at the touch of his lips, and she wanted nothing more than to tear his clothes off and fuck him senseless right there on the stage. Amanda followed with a kiss right after Damon, though her kiss was far less reserved. Kelsey moaned at the feeling of Amanda's tongue teasingly rubbing against hers, and all her desire for her first real love came rushing back. With her mind nearly drowning in turmoil, she almost started crying. She knew then that she definitely had made a mistake with her decision, and she planned to rectify that mistake at the first possible opportunity.

The high of the adrenaline rush was still surging inside her, and she grabbed all her friends' hands and put them on top of one another. "I love you, guys. All of you. I'm so thankful to have you in my life," she said emotionally, pulling the assembled group of hands against her chest, almost as if to take them inside herself. She kissed Amanda's hand, sneaking in a few kisses on Damon's hand too, and she looked at both of them with love and longing.

"We love you too, Kel," everyone replied practically simultaneously, like it was scripted that way. They all laughed when they realized it, wrapping their arms around the others' shoulders for a big group hug.

"You guys are the best, seriously!" Kelsey said, somehow feeling as if she hadn't explained her feelings well enough yet. "And I ... I want to..."

"We need to get her to sing in public more often. She becomes really fun to be around afterwards," Stacey said with a teasing grin.

"She's always fun to be around!" Carynne countered, coming to her girlfriend's defense while giving Kel a big kiss on her left cheek.

"Yes, she is," Amanda agreed, kissing Kel's other cheek.

Kelsey was about to say something when Ryan's head poked through underneath Stacey's and Carynne's arms. "Hey, is there room for a few more in here?" he joked.

Stacey stepped aside a little and smiled at him. "Sure, come on in!"

Ryan and Siara quickly joined the circle of friends. Kelsey immediately took the opportunity, leaning towards the British girl. "Siara, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to kiss him. I just—"

"It's alright, I understand," Siara said, reaching out and squeezing Kelsey's shoulder in reply. "To be honest, the look on both your faces was awfully hilarious!"

Kelsey laughed, feeling much better knowing her new friend wasn't angry at her.

"So, Ryan, what's up with you singing so well?" Stacey asked after a few moments.

"Me? What about her?!" Ryan said, trying to deflect the attention to Kelsey. "She sounded far better than I did!"

"Oh whatever!" Kelsey giggled. "Just tell us already!"

"I'm in a band," Ryan said with a small shrug. "It's nothing big or anything, but we play a few gigs here and there."

"Really? That's cool!"

"Yes, it is. And he's bloody talented, too!" Siara chimed in. "Don't fall for his humble, meager artist act! He knows damn well how good he is, and it makes him an even bigger insufferable clot!"

"I thought you asked him to sing for you?" Carynne asked, her face looking puzzled.

"Well, yes. He's a very good sounding insufferable clot!" Siara laughed. "And I really do love that song!"

"Always happy to sing it for ya, babe!" Ryan grinned. "Okay, so now that I've fessed up, it's your turn, Kelsey."

Before she could reply, someone tapped on Kelsey's shoulder. She looked back in surprise to see the DJ standing there, a huge smile on his face. "Yo, that was awesome, me girl. But your fans be wantin' more, ya know!"

Slowly, Kelsey became aware of the massive "We want more! We want more! We want more!" chant going in the club, and her smile grew positively dazzling.

She threw a questioning look at Carynne, and Carynne just nodded, making a motion that she should go. She was about to hop back on stage when she turned back. "Ryan, would you ... come sing with me? Please?"

"Of course," Ryan said graciously. He gave Siara another kiss, whispered something in her ear, then he jumped onto the podium, chivalrously helping Kelsey up while he was at it.

"Thank you, Ryan. I appreciate you coming back up here with me," Kelsey said, putting her hand on his arm.

"No problem. Still got those butterflies going in your stomach?" he grinned. He threw a quick peek at her tummy and had to resist the urge to swallow when he saw a few drops of sweat trickle down that perfectly tight body.

She nodded sheepishly.

"They'll go away, trust me. I was far more nervous than you are right now the first time I had to perform!"

"Really?"

"Hell yeah. I even puked all over our bassist's shoes!"

Kelsey laughed at the image as she grabbed hold of the mic. They both stood in front of the crowd, smiling at the cheers of adoration that came their way. The DJ quickly hooked up another microphone, handing it to Ryan before going back to his console. He gave them a quizzical look, and Kelsey and Ryan both looked at each other for several seconds before they both snickered.

"I guess we really should figure out what we want to sing, huh?" Kelsey giggled.

"It'd probably help, yeah." He nodded with a devilish grin. "Why don't we just ask the crowd what they want to hear?"

"I don't know all that many songs," Kelsey said a little hesitantly. "At least not well enough to sing them."

"I doubt they do, either!" He turned towards the crowd, speaking into his mic. "Hey, pipe down! Quiet! Okay. This incredibly beautiful and talented girl and I will do a duet for you guys, so what do you want to hear? It's gotta be a girl and guy thing, so no asking for Akon and Eminem or shit like that, okay?"

Dozens of people yelled songs at once, making it impossible to make out. Ryan held up his hands for silence, then pointed at a hot-looking girl near the stage. "What did you say you wanted?"

"'Written in the Stars!'" the girl replied loudly.

Ryan looked doubtfully at Kelsey, and Kelsey shook her head. He turned back to the crowd. "Neither of us know that one, sorry. Anyone else?"

"'Deja Vu!'" a voice in the back yelled.

"Ah, Jay-Z," Ryan said, nodding in approval. Another glance at Kelsey turned that request down as well.

"'Time of my Life!'" Carynne said before anyone else could cut in.

"Oooh yes!" Kelsey said elatedly. "Let's do that one, c'mon!"

This time, however, it was Ryan who had to beg off. "Never heard of it."

"You've never heard of it? Have you never seen 'Dirty Dancing?'" Kelsey asked, stunned.

"Sorry," he grinned, somewhat insincerely. He turned back to the crowd. "Anything else?"

"What's the point? You guys don't know anything!" someone yelled good-naturedly, eliciting quite a lot of laughter from the crowd.

"Hey, give us a break! Up until ten minutes ago I didn't even know she could sing!" Ryan countered with a roguish smirk, which earned him a gleeful punch in the shoulder from Kelsey.

"Do some Roxette!" a girl from the back row shouted.

Kelsey and Ryan looked at each other, each of them sporting a look that said 'why didn't we think of that?' Almost simultaneously, they said, "'The Look?'"

With a laugh they got ready, and the DJ quickly looked up the song. As the familiar guitar riff started blasting out of the speakers, Ryan grabbed Kelsey's hand and started singing.

Kelsey smiled at Ryan while he sang, then she joined in, feeling her mind soar with joy. She'd always loved singing, but she'd never before realized it could make her feel so... alive! There, with the crowd cheering her on, she almost felt happier than she'd ever been before.

The crowd was cheering and singing along with the song, happily belting out, "She's got the look!" whenever the refrain came up, and everyone was dancing, drinking and laughing. The entire place was rocking as Ryan and Kelsey entertained everyone, both of them delivering another fantastic performance.

When the song ended, they both bowed, and the roar of the crowd was again absolutely deafening.

"Great job, Kel," Ryan said encouragingly.

"Thank you," she said softly, giving him a demure smile.

"You ready to go be a part of the crowd again?"

She thought it over for a few seconds, throwing a longing glance in the direction of Damon and Amanda, both of whom were smiling at her and giving her a thumbs-up. "Actually, I..." she began, then stopped.

"What?"

"I'd like to do one more song, if you don't mind? I just thought of it."

"Alright. Which one?"

"'Listen to Your Heart.'"

He gave her a bit of a surprised look. "You heart-broken over someone?"

She shook her head. "Not really ... well, I guess. Sorta. It's a long story, and I don't really want to go into it now. Will you sing it with me?"

He shrugged. "Sure. There's not much for me to sing in it, though. She sings basically the whole song."

"I know. I was hoping you could play it for me on the guitar?"

"You want to do it acoustic?"

"Yeah."

"Man, those butterflies of yours sure left in a hurry, didn't they?"

She giggled. "They're still there, but this song is just for a few special people, and they won't mind if it doesn't sound quite as good. Can you play it for me?"

He scratched his head, giving her a bit of a dubious look. "I don't really know it that well, but I guess I can probably muddle my way through."

She gave him a gorgeous smile, secretly enjoying how flustered it made him, after which she asked the DJ to bring out his guitar again. The DJ quickly complied, more than happy to have two such talented, young people entertaining the crowd for as long as they wanted to.

Ryan took the guitar and sat down on the stool again, strumming a few chords, trying to find the key. After a few moments, he said to Kelsey, "Okay, I think I got it."

She nodded and stood right beside him, clutching the mic in both her hands, almost touching her lips. Ryan started playing the song, and Kelsey joined in on his second run through the riff. She sang softly, almost hauntingly, pouring her entire soul into it. The crowd, which had been rowdy and loud as all hell during their previous song, again grew quiet as a whisper. Many of the lovers in the crowd hugged their partners, while all of them stayed focused on the beautiful teenager with the voice of an angel.

Kelsey's eyes were locked on Damon and Amanda throughout the whole song, and she sang it completely subconsciously. The active part of her mind was trying to figure out how to correct the mistake she'd made, and how to get the two of them back with her and Carynne. Amanda had taken the first step that afternoon, and she knew it was up to her to take the next one. She'd been miserable without them the past month, and though she absolutely felt that Carynne was worth it, she also fervently prayed that it wasn't necessary. If Damon and Amanda could make an exception for her, surely they could make one for Carynne also?

She had trouble continuing when Amanda started crying, and her eyes met Damon's right at the start of the refrain; it seemed like she was speaking directly into his soul as she sang the words. She had to swallow the sudden lump in her throat when she saw his normally stoic facade begin to crack. He wiped at his eyes several times and pulled Amanda closer against him, though he never stopped smiling at her.

Her emotions ran haywire through the remainder of the song. Feeling herself get torn apart by her love for Amanda and her brother, her tears were freely running down her face when she came up to the final refrain. Suppressing her turmoil for just a moment, she subtly changed the words, her voice ringing clear to the sky as she sang, "Listen to your heart, when they're calling for you. Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why. Listen to your heart, before ... you tell them goodbye." Her voice cracked on the final word, and she started crying in earnest as she dropped the mic.

Ryan was looking at her in surprise and consternation, and she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek, while the crowd erupted into another round of riotous applause. She snatched up her discarded jacket, jumped off the stage and ran over to the people she loved more than anything else in the world.

Both Amanda's and Damon's faces were wet from their tears, and Carynne wasn't doing much better. Kelsey gave them a huge smile, having trouble seeing them clearly through her own tears. "Come with us, baby, please," she said to Carynne, as she grabbed Damon and Amanda's hands and pulled them along with her. Before anyone could say anything else, Kelsey hurriedly led the three of them out of the club.

"Wow, are they alright? There's nothing wrong, is there?" Ryan asked concernedly when he rejoined Siara and Stacey, nodding polite thank-yous to random people who kept patting him on the shoulder or offered to shake his hand.

"No, there's not. Everything is just fine," Stacey said reassuringly. She felt practically giddy with what was happening; the prospect of having the four of them back together and possibly back with her as well nearly made her want to scream with joy.

"Okay. Do we want to stay, or just call it a night as well, or... ?"

Stacey gave Siara a calculating look, the unspoken question in her eyes. Siara began to blush, but she nodded almost imperceptibly, and Stacey felt her stomach lurch a little as she grabbed Ryan's hand. "We can call it a night, but I'd like to ask you something."

"What's that?"

"Can I stay with you guys tonight?"

"Huh?" he said, his expression baffled. He looked at Siara, but she was keeping her face carefully neutral—obviously she was content to let him decide. He returned his gaze to Stacey and asked, "Why wouldn't you go back with Kelsey and Carynne and stay in your villa?"

"Because they won't be there, I think. The four of them have a lot to talk about, and I really don't like sleeping all by myself in that big place."

"Oh. Well, I guess you can stay with us, but we don't have a spare bed in our little lodge or anything. You could sleep on the couch, or maybe—"

"I was kinda hoping I could sleep with you guys. In your bed," Stacey interrupted him with a teasing whisper. She had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing at the way his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

"You ... what?" he gasped. He looked at Siara again for help. "Sia, what's going on?"

"We ... I have something to tell you, Ryan. Please let me finish all the way through before you respond or do anything, okay?" Siara asked.

"Okay," he said, sounding unsure.

She drew in a deep breath, quickly glancing at Stacey and feeling comforted when she saw Stacey's supportive nod, then she began to talk. Hesitantly at first, her voice grew in strength as she went on, relaying to him—in detail—everything that had happened that afternoon, up to and including the part where she was fingered and licked in both her holes by Kelsey and Carynne.

Ryan was utterly stunned by the time she finished talking, and he just kept switching his gaze between the two girls. His mouth kept opening, but nothing came out as he couldn't find the words. Finally, he took hold of Siara's hand and kissed it. "You're full of surprises, you know that?" he said softly.

She gave him a sheepish smile, still unsure of how he was feeling, but she nodded in agreement. "You wouldn't want me to get dull and predictable, would you?"

He shook his head. "Never that, Sia. Never that."

"Are you angry at me?" she asked, her voice vulnerable.

"No. Surprised, sure! I'm also quite jealous, but I'm not angry at you, babe."

"You're jealous?"

"Well, you did say you hated Carynne, remember?"

Siara gave him a puzzled look for a few seconds, then she smiled in sudden understanding. "Ah. You think she's beautiful."

"Yep," he grinned.

"And ... you wouldn't mind getting in her knickers."

He shook his head demonstratively. "Nope."

"And I take it the same goes for Kelsey?"

"Uh-huh," he smirked.

"I'd call you a bloody dog, but I don't think I exactly have the high moral ground here," she giggled.

"No, you don't!" he laughed. "You know, this is actually quite awesome. I can be a dirty scumbag, and there's really not much you can say or do about it."

She smiled at him, but a small flash of pain tore through her. He immediately noticed it, and quickly grabbed her hands, bringing them to his mouth to kiss them. "I'm sorry. I'm just teasing you, Sia. You know the last thing I want to do is to hurt you."

She couldn't help herself, and several tears slid down her cheeks. "You're such a wonderful guy. I thank the heavens every day for you."

He gave her a bit of an embarrassed look. "Aww, come on, babe. I'm not that much of a catch."

"You are to me."

"I love you, Siara."

"I love you too."

Stacey, who had been patiently standing off to the side while the whole exchange was going on, chimed in. "You two are both awesome together."

They both gave her a quick grin and nodded their thanks.

"So, about her coming with us..." Siara said softly.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"You've always wanted to have a threesome."

His heart began thudding louder in his chest. "Yeah."

"And I really enjoyed having sex with the girls this afternoon."

"Yeah..." he almost squeaked.

"And she'd love to join us, wouldn't you, Stacey?"

"Mmmm, yes," Stacey almost purred.

"Jesus Christ," Ryan said with a quiet moan. "Are you really serious, Sia?"

Siara blushed again, but she nodded confidently.

"I want you to be sure about this. I don't want you to feel as if you have to do it because of what happened this afternoon, because you don't. I don't want you to do this and then regret it a few weeks later. Please tell me that you're sure?"

"I'm sure," she said with a beautiful smile.

"Fuck!" he gasped.

"That's the idea, yeah," Siara giggled.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me!"

She gave him a sultry kiss, nibbling on his lower lip for a moment. "I plan on making sure that this night is going to be the best thing that's ever happened to you," she whispered sexily.

"Oh God..." he moaned. He looked at Stacey. "Are you sure about this too?"

"Oh yeah," Stacey grinned. "I've wanted to get my hands on you both since the first time I saw you."

Ryan stood quietly for a few more seconds, still not quite believing what was happening to him. He finally shook his head a few times and gave the girls a big, elated grin. "I guess we'd better get back to our place then. Stacey, you want to come stay with us?"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Stacey laughed.

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Kelsey sat in the wet sand, right at the edge of the surf, listening to the endlessly repeating sound of the waves hitting the shore. She loved feeling the refreshingly cool water wash over her feet. She was holding Carynne's hand, and her girlfriend was snuggled up close against her, while Amanda and Damon were there right beside them. All three of them were looking at her; she hadn't said much since she'd pulled everyone out of the club, but they were apparently content to wait for her to work her way up to it.

"I loved that last song, Kel," Amanda said softly, finally breaking the relative silence. "I thought you were going to break my heart with it."

"Thank you," Kelsey replied, giving her a beautiful smile. "I sang it just for you two. Well, I sang it for you too, baby, of course," she added, looking at Carynne.

"I know. But I also know what you were implying with it," Carynne replied, kissing Kelsey's hand.

"Yeah, I think we all did," Damon added, giving his sister a supportive squeeze on her shoulder.

Kelsey rested her cheek against his hand, closing her eyes. She hated how difficult the situation had become, but she knew she had to put an end to it right then and there, one way or the other. She gathered up her courage and opened her eyes, looking at the three of them in turn. Seeing their love for her reflected in their faces made her feel warm inside.

"We need to talk about some stuff, but first I think it's about time that we confess something," she said, surreptitiously glancing at Amanda.

Amanda, of course, immediately knew what she was referring to, and she let out a deep sigh. "Yes, I really should ... Damon, this afternoon, I—"

"We seduced Amanda into having sex with us," Kelsey interrupted.

Amanda gave her an utterly surprised look, to which Kelsey quickly and almost imperceptibly shook her head to try to get her to be quiet. Amanda shook her head as well, and she said, "No, Kel. I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I'm not going to lie about it. Not to him."

Amanda took Damon's hands between her own while looking him straight in the eyes; she felt her heart ache at the surprise and bewilderment she saw in them. "Kel and Carynne went into the fitting room in the bikini shop together, and Stacey came to talk to me. She kept hammering me about how we should make an exception to our exclusivity for Carynne, how it wouldn't hurt us to share our bed with Carynne as well as Kelsey, and eventually she ... she convinced me to go join them."

"Stacey talked to you about that too? Us being exclusive, I mean?" Damon asked, surprised.

"Yeah ... wait, she talked to you about it as well?" Amanda replied, equally as surprised.

"She said she wanted to talk to you both separately before talking to you as a couple, so she'd know where your thoughts were at," Kelsey explained, trying to sound as impartial as she possibly could. She felt bad for Stacey, and she didn't want Damon and Amanda to get angry at her.

"Why didn't you tell me she'd talked to you about it?" Amanda asked her boyfriend.

Damon let out a long sigh. "Because she was basically trying to seduce me, saying how much she wanted us back in her bed. I didn't want you to have to worry about that too, in addition to everything going on with Kel," he said quietly.

Amanda gave him a long, gentle kiss on his cheek. "You're so sweet for thinking of me like that, though I do sort of wish you'd told me."

"Would it have made a difference, you think? In your decision this afternoon?" Kelsey asked. "If you knew Stacey was trying to get you both back together with us?"

Amanda thought it over for a few seconds, then she reluctantly shook her head. "No, probably not. I ... I missed you so much, and the thought of you being in there like that ... I probably would have gone and joined you anyways."

"So what happened?" Damon asked, his face held carefully neutral. "What did you do?"

"Kelsey ate my pussy," Amanda said quietly, a hint of embarrassment, or perhaps regret, in her voice. "I came all over her face, then licked it off her. I guess what I'm saying is that I basically cheated on you."

"Cheated? What are you talking about?" he asked kindly. She was looking so sad that he felt his heart break. "How did you cheat on me if all you did was have sex with Kelsey?"

Carynne fidgeted restlessly in the sand, and before Amanda could reply, she blurted out, "I played with her ass while she rode Kel's face, and we made out pretty heavily. I'm sorry, Damon, I swear I thought that the two of you had decided it was okay. I'd have never done it if I'd known..."

Amanda's face fell, and she looked truly miserable, staring into the sand between her curled up legs. "I'm so sorry! Can you please forgive me?"

He cupped her chin and slowly lifted it. As he saw her beautiful eyes come up, wet with tears, he just felt himself going crazy with his love for her, and he bent forward to give her a slow, unhurried kiss. "Of course I forgive you. There's nothing to forgive, as far I'm concerned."

"But ... I mean, we agreed we'd just have sex with Kel and each other, and nobody else..."

"Honey, remember what I said a few days ago? That you should just go be with Kel and Carynne? So why would I be mad if you actually did it?"

"You said what?!" Kelsey asked in astonishment. "Amanda, why didn't you tell us?"

"There was nothing to tell, because I refused. I love you, both of you, but I'm not going to be without Damon for anyone," Amanda said emphatically.

"What? Why would you be without Damon?" Carynne asked before Kelsey could.

"Because I told her to not worry about me, and to just go be with the two of you," Damon explained.

"No!" Kelsey cried out in dismay. She quickly leaned over and punched Damon in his shoulder several times. "Oh my God, you complete ... idiot! The absolute last thing I want is for you two to break up over something I did! Don't you ever dare say something like that again!"

Damon got a bit of a foolish look on his face as he stared at his gorgeous sister. "Sorry ... I wasn't really thinking very clearly at that point."

Kelsey fumed for a few more seconds, then she swallowed audibly and sank back down to her spot beside Carynne. "Okay, well, Amanda explained what she did. All three of us are sorry, Damon. Obviously we'd not have gotten here without Stacey's clever manipulation, but it did happen, and there's no use pretending it didn't. Are you going to be okay with it?" Her voice actually trembled at the end, and she was praying in her mind that he wouldn't be angry.

Damon nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine, but there is a condition attached to it."

Kelsey frowned in confusion. "What's that?"

"That the next time you get so slutty in a fitting room somewhere, sis, you let me at least watch!" he grinned. "That's the second time I've missed it, and it's pissing me off!"

The girls looked surprised for a moment, then they burst out in giggles. "I promise that next time I'll let you join in, doofus," Kelsey said elatedly.

Damon gave his sister a quick grin before turning to Amanda. "I love you, sweetheart," he said sincerely. "Don't worry about this afternoon, okay?"

Amanda just burst into tears, unable to speak, and she wrapped her arms around him while burying her face in his neck. He held her tightly while she cried against him. Both Kelsey and Carynne came closer, wrapping their arms around Amanda and hugging her from behind to comfort her as best they could.

Amanda's grief ran its course over several minutes, after which she leaned back and smiled at him. "Thank you for always being so wonderful."

"You deserve it," he said kindly.

"You really have been taken over by someone else!" Kelsey teased him.

He gave her a mock-angry glare. "Have you ever been spanked on a beach, Kel?"

"No, but I'd love to try it," she giggled. She leaned closer to give him a hug and a kiss, after which she and Carynne sat back down. "So ... I guess you both realize that there's another thing I really want to talk about."

"Yeah. Go ahead, Kel." He pulled Amanda between his legs, with her back against his chest, leaning his chin on her head and wrapping his arms protectively around her. Amanda almost purred as she snuggled deeply in his strong arms.

Kelsey gave them a beautiful smile. "I've talked with you about why I haven't been in your bed anymore, recently. That I feel bad for Carynne when I go do it, and that it feels like I'm cheating on her."

"Kel..." Carynne whispered.

"Sshhh, it's okay, baby. I've told them that it had nothing to do with you, or at least, that it wasn't anything you pushed me to do. It was completely my decision, based on how I felt."

Both Damon and Amanda nodded, and they gave supportive smiles to Carynne, to show her that they understood it wasn't her desire to have Kelsey stop seeing the two of them.

"The reason I chose to make that decision was because of your agreement, you know, your exclusivity. You'd made an exception for me, but you didn't do so for Carynne or Stacey, and so breaking up with you was really the only option I could see. For some reason, I thought that if we could just have a clean break, it'd hurt for awhile, and then we'd get over it," Kelsey said softly, even as a single tear slid down her face. "But based off how miserable we've all been, I think it's pretty obvious that that's not really gonna happen."

"No..." Amanda whispered, also crying. Damon kissed the top of her head while he wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. Carynne was gnawing her bottom lip, trying to hold herself together.

"I don't know how else to say it besides just coming out and saying it: I want you to make that same exception for Carynne that you've made for me. I know you've promised to be exclusive with each other, and I love you guys for doing what I asked you to do, which was to focus on each other, and I'm proud of you for sticking with it so awesomely. But I hate how miserable we've all been because of this, and ... and I want to get back with you two, and I want Carynne to be able to join us. With both of you, not just with Amanda."

"I would really love to," Carynne said softly. "I've missed you both a ton, even though—like Kelsey—I admired your decision to be exclusive. The last thing I want is to hurt you guys, any of you, and you know you don't have to worry about me trying to break you up or—"

Amanda quickly put her finger against Carynne's lips. "Sshhh, baby. Of course we know that. Our exclusivity was never about us being worried that you or Stacey or Mikaela or anyone else would try to drive a wedge between Damon and myself. It was more ... we..." she faltered, trying to put into words what was so clear in her mind.

"After the whole thing with Kim, and realizing how we got started, Amanda and I were worried that the foundation of our relationship was built on shaky ground, so to speak," Damon cut in, his voice very serious. "And we were afraid that if we just kept on having group sex—whenever, with whomever—we'd never get that deep commitment to each other we really wanted, and needed."

"I'm sorry. About Kim and all that," Kelsey said quietly, hanging her head as the old guilt surged through her again.

Amanda just bent forward and kissed her. Not lustfully or hungrily, but gently and full of support and encouragement. "Don't be sorry. We'd agreed to bury this, remember?"

Kelsey nodded through her tears, putting on a brave smile. "Yeah."

"I'm sorry, sis. I didn't mention it to make you feel guilty," Damon said remorsefully. "I just wanted to show what we were thinking at the time. We felt that by being exclusive, we could focus on each other completely and replace that shaky foundation with one that was based on our mutual love until it was strong enough to handle anything."

"Well, almost anything," Amanda said with a wan smile. "It would never have handled you not being there, Kel."

"No, it wouldn't have. We both love you like crazy, and you were such an integral part of us that we knew we'd never make it without you."

Kelsey smiled and sobbed at the same time. "I love you too. I love you both so much it fucking hurts!"

Everyone smiled at Kelsey's use of a profanity, which she rarely did. It just showed how serious she was.

"Of course, we never stopped to consider how your new boyfriend, or girlfriend, would feel about your sweet little deal with us, and we're really sorry about that, Carynne," Amanda said.

Carynne shook her head. "No, it's okay. I knew full well going into a relationship with Kel that you and Damon would always be a part of that; that you'd always be a part of her. As long as I didn't get lost in your relationship, I didn't have an issue with it."

"I guess nobody ever figured I would be the one with the issue with it, huh?" Kelsey said with a little smile.

"No, we hadn't really thought of that, to be honest," Amanda replied, giving Kel another kiss.

"Yeah, that was a bit of a surprise," Damon said with a chuckle.

"So, what do we do?" Kelsey asked. "About Carynne joining us if we'd get together, I mean?"

Damon and Amanda looked at each other. "Well, I mean, I'd be lying if I said that I hadn't thought about it," Damon said. "I'm just not ... I guess you're okay with it, right? I mean ... after what happened this afternoon."

"In what way are we talking about you joining us, though?" Amanda asked Carynne. "Don't get me wrong, honey: I love you, I really do, and I've missed you every day since we went exclusive, but I'm not in love with you, not like I am with Damon and Kelsey."

Carynne's face turned tragic, and she put both her hands over her heart. "Oh, right through my heart. That really hurts, you know!"

Everyone was frozen still for a moment, then they burst out giggling, finally realizing that Carynne was joking. "You little tease!" Kelsey admonished, gently slapping her girlfriend's shoulder.

Carynne grinned in reply before her face became serious again. "Look, I just want Kelsey to be happy. I'm okay with the way things were, though I'd be lying if I said that I wouldn't like it a lot better if I was allowed to join in with you guys. I love you both, and I've really missed those awesome foursomes we've had! But I love you as my friends, and because you're both so sexy; I don't love you like my life-partners or anything. I don't see myself getting married to you in some weird four-way ceremony or whatever they'll come up with next."

Kelsey turned to her brother as everyone laughed at Carynne's joke. "What about you, Damon?"

"He just misses that tight little ass of hers," Amanda grinned, reaching behind her head to run her fingers through Damon's hair and mess it up.

"Hey!" Damon laughed, quickly wrapping both his arms around Amanda's body and launching an all-out kissing attack. She began to squeal and giggle as she desperately tried to squirm out from under his relentless kisses.

"Oh whatever! You know it's true!" Kelsey giggled, watching the two of them fool around like little children. Carynne got up on all fours and stuck her fantastic ass—clad in her deliciously tight shorts—out in Damon's direction, wiggling it enticingly.

Damon nodded once he finally relented on Amanda. "You really do have an amazing ass, Carynne. I already have the girls with the two best asses in the world, I guess I can handle the three best asses in the world as well," he said glibly.

"Wow, such noble sacrifice!" Amanda said, poking him in his ribs with her elbow. In reply, he just grinned at her and kissed her again.

"Okay, but seriously," Amanda said after she'd enjoyed his kisses for a moment, turning in his embrace so she could look at him. "You're okay with making an exception for her?"

He nodded. "Yeah, why?"

"Well ... I always thought you were just really very serious about it, and—"

"What, me?" he interrupted her. "I thought you were adamant about it?"

"No. Well, I wanted it, of course, but if it had been up to me, I probably would have suggested we let Carynne join before this. I just thought you wouldn't want to."

Damon let out a deep sigh. "And I thought the same about you."

They both looked at each other for a moment, then they grinned. "I guess we need to work on our communication skills a bit more, still," Amanda said lightheartedly.

"I guess so!" Damon said with a wry smile.

Kelsey nudged Carynne. "Beauty and The Beast, right there. Not a functioning brain-cell between them."

Carynne giggled loudly. "If they're the Beauty and the Beast, who does that make you? Lumiere? Oh, no, wait! You're the teapot!"

It hung in the air for a second, then Kelsey turned to her girlfriend with a large scowl. "Hey! Did you just backhandedly call me fat again, Captain Comic Book?!" she said in totally fake indignation.

Carynne got up on her knees in front of Kelsey. "I would never do that," she grinned, right before kissing her.

Kelsey pretended to pout for a few more seconds before relenting, letting her fingers trail through Carynne's hair as they kissed for quite awhile.

When they finally let up, Damon and Amanda were smiling at them. "You two really do look awesome together," Amanda said sincerely. "I'm really happy for you both."

"Thank you," Kelsey and Carynne said simultaneously, both with a gorgeous smile on their face.

"I'm sorry I've been jealous of you, Carynne."

"You were?" Kelsey asked, clearly surprised.

Amanda nodded, her face turning red. "Yes," she said, sounding ashamed. "All I could think about was what I wanted, which was you back with us, Kel. I never really stopped to think about what you wanted, or what Carynne wanted. And I'm really sorry."

Carynne waved her off. "It's okay. It's not anything else than what I felt when you two were together."

Kelsey looked at her girlfriend and gasped. "What?" Her surprise was echoed by Amanda.

"I was kinda jealous of Amanda when we were in high school. I hid it well, since obviously neither of you ever knew, but not a day would go by when I didn't secretly wish it was me who was with you, Kel," Carynne said earnestly. "I'm sorry, Amanda. It wasn't meant to be mean against you."

"I know," Amanda replied. "You just wanted to be with her."

"But ... guys, you're both being silly!" Kelsey objected. "I was the lucky one both times, not you!"

"Oh whatever!" Carynne snorted. "Every single person in the world would be lucky to be with you!"

"Yeah, no kidding!" Amanda agreed. "Stop selling yourself short like that. You know you are amazing!"

Kelsey looked at both of them, halfway torn between crying and laughing. "Come here, both of you," she said, opening her arms.

Both Amanda and Carynne quickly complied, joining Kelsey in her hug. It wasn't too long before Kelsey's mouth began to search out Amanda's, after which it drew Carynne into the kiss as well. Tongues started to flash, and deep, satisfied moans were uttered by all three girls as they kissed.

Kelsey leaned her head back after a few moments while Amanda and Carynne kept kissing, motioning for a wildly grinning Damon to come closer. He obeyed eagerly, and she tangled her hand in his hair even as her mouth sought out his. His kiss was hungry and aggressive, and he quickly pushed her down into the wet sand. She locked her arms around him and kissed him in earnest, loving the feel of his body pressing down against hers.

Amanda and Carynne both lay down beside them, joining their mouths to the kissing frenzy. For a timeless while, they were all lost in their newly rediscovered happiness.

It was much later when they finally let up, each of them drawing in deep breaths of air to quiet their thundering hearts. Kelsey shivered wildly, the cold from being pushed down into the wet sand for so long having crept up inside her.

"We should go inside," Amanda suggested, her voice smoky hot. "All four of us."

Kelsey's eyes flashed with joy. "Does that mean..."

Amanda nodded. "Yes. We want you back, Kel, and we'd love to have Carynne with us again as well. Right?" she added questioningly as she looked at Damon.

"Yes," he just said simply with a big, silly smile that made her giggle. "But first I want you!You're getting my first load."

She reached out and gently cupped his raging hard-on through his pants. "I guess all my teasing earlier tonight got to you, hmmm?"

"Yes," he groaned, shivering at the feel of her touch.

"That's okay with you guys, right?" Amanda asked the other girls.

"Of course," Kelsey said sweetly.

"Totally," Carynne added. "Can we watch him give you that load, though?"

Amanda and Damon both nodded. "Yes!"

"Cool! I'd love to watch you two go at it, but I can't guarantee that I'll keep my hands to myself, though. I'm horny as hell!" Carynne moaned.

"How about I give those hands of yours something to do?" Kelsey whispered seductively. Carynne just grinned, and she quickly got up, reaching down to help Kelsey up as well.

Damon simply picked Amanda up in his arms, quickly walking towards their villa, even as Amanda kept kissing him over and over. After they arrived at the door, it took them a few moments to find their key, but eventually they all gratefully trooped into the dark villa.

Kelsey hit the light switch, bathing the hallway in a soft, golden light. "Can I please take a shower first?" she asked with chattering teeth. "I'm freezing, and I have sand in all kinds of places where I really don't want any!"

"Ooh, can I come?" Carynne asked, eager for a repeat of that afternoon.

"You better cum!" Kelsey said with a bright, sunshine smile.

Amanda gave Damon a longing glance, and he quickly nodded. "I could do with a shower too. We'll join you two."

"Mmmm, yummy!" Carynne laughed, even as she already began shrugging herself out of her t-shirt while walking towards the stairs. The others were close on her heels, also discarding clothes as they went. By the time they'd reached the wonderfully large shower, the girls were all naked, except for Amanda, who was only partially naked in Damon's arms. He gently let her down, then Kelsey and Carynne teasingly started peeling off the rest of her clothes, delivering kisses to every part of her body while he practically tore his own pants and shirt off.

His eyes were practically falling out of their sockets at the sight of the three goddesses naked. He'd seen them naked before, of course—many, many times, in the case of Amanda and Kelsey. Even so, they were so hot that it was impossible for any sane man not to get excited seeing them without clothes on. He wanted nothing more than to sink his hard cock in any one of those delicious holes that were on offer.

"Let's get in the shower," Amanda sighed, her voice husky because of Kelsey licking her belly button. Carynne was behind her, the little nymph's teeth nibbling softly on her earlobe, and the combined teasing action from her two friends was driving her crazy.

Kelsey simply nodded, getting up and giving Amanda a quick kiss before hopping into the shower with a quick grin at the sight of her brother's hard cock. She was still shivering quite badly, and she quickly turned on the hot water; after impatiently testing the stream a few times, she finally went beneath it and let out a long, relaxed sigh as her body immediately started heating up.

Carynne moved in against Kelsey, pressing her sexy body against her girlfriend's, their mouths meeting for a hot kiss. Their tongues were working hard, struggling to enter each other's mouths, and their hands were roaming everywhere. They quickly soaped one another up, taking giggly delight in having their bodies washed.

Damon and Amanda followed soon after, with Damon turning on the second shower and getting under the stream immediately—he loved getting into a cold shower before it turned warm. Amanda waited for the water to heat up first before joining her boyfriend. The two of them quickly imitated Carynne and Kelsey, clinging against each other and kissing almost frantically in between shampooing and washing one another.

"I love these showers!" Carynne said. "It would've been a really tight fit with four of us if we'd been home!"

"Like you'd have complained about being tightly packed together." Amanda laughed.

"Well, no, of course not. Especially if I was in the middle!"

"Yeah, she loves that," Kelsey agreed. "I should teach you guys how to play 'Stuff the Carynne!'"

"That sounds like fun. Do you like that game, Carynne?" Amanda asked, her voice teasing.

"Yeah, it's awesome! I'm glad we have some room to move here, though," Carynne said.

Kelsey nodded her agreement. The showers in the Ocean Club villas were huge, nearly a hundred square feet of beautifully tiled cabins, with dual shower heads and even small, tiled benches for people to sit on. It was large enough for all four of them to lay down and stretch out in, and still get all the hot water all over them. Which was good, she thought, since that was exactly what she had in mind! She gently began pushing on Carynne's shoulders; Carynne willingly let herself be guided to the tiled floor, where she lay on her back, with Kelsey coming to lie right on top of her. Their kisses continued unabated whenever their mouths met, though Kelsey also began nibbling all around Carynne's face and shoulders, to her girlfriend's utter, giggling delight.

Amanda also swiftly sank to her knees. "I seem to recall promising you something," she grinned at Damon, loving the way his face turned so jubilantly expectant. She pushed against his chest, moving him back against the wall; then, she slid her hands down to his ass, grabbing both his cheeks. His cock was bobbing right in her face, and she locked her mouth around it in one huge gulp, taking almost the entire length straight inside. Streams of water poured down his well-muscled body, running over her face, but she paid it no mind, focusing instead on his wonderfully hard cock.

"Oh fuck!" he groaned as she started to suck, her lips tightly squeezing along the length of his shaft. Her mouth was gloriously hot, as always, and the added spectacle of Kelsey and Carynne going at it on the shower floor was already sending overload signals straight into his brain. Slowly he began to rock his pole in and out of her mouth, his body shivering at the tight feel of her lips.

"Guys, why are you all the way over there?" Carynne complained. "Come down here, it's nice and warm!"

Damon and Amanda laughed, slowly making their way over to Carynne and Kelsey. Amanda was determined to keep Damon's cock in her mouth, however, so their shuffle was slow and quite amusing to watch. Kelsey and Carynne were bursting with giggles by the time Damon finally sank to his knees beside them.

"I'm glad you were so careful, baby. That's a valuable thing you've got in your mouth!" Kelsey joked, sitting back up and reaching out to fondle her brother's balls, which in turn caused him to groan loudly.

Amanda almost choked with laughter, quickly pulling her face off Damon's shaft. "Kel! You almost made me bite him!" she exclaimed in between chuckles.

"Mmmm, we wouldn't want that," Kelsey said softly. She wrapped her hand around Damon's cock, slowly jerking him off. "Keep sucking him."

Amanda happily complied, locking her mouth back on Damon's hard cock. She took it as far as she could, right until Kelsey's hand was lodged between her lips and Damon's groin. She could feel Kelsey tug on it, and his cock was throbbing heavily in her mouth. She knew it wouldn't be much longer until he couldn't resist anymore.

Carynne quickly got to her knees, and she scampered around until she was behind Damon. She squeezed herself in between his legs, lifting her face so she could lick his balls.

As soon as her tongue touched his heavy orbs, he began to shake even harder. "Jesus, this is so fucking awesome!" he grunted.

"We're glad you like it!" Kelsey said. She got back to her feet and pressed her firm tits against his arm and chest. She continued jerking him off in short little bursts, taking care not to bump her fist into Amanda's face, while she got up on her tippy toes and kissed him.

It was all too much for Damon. He rode his cock in and out of Amanda's mouth several times, then he felt the toe-curling sensation that she'd given him so many times before. He couldn't believe he was going to cum already, but of course it wasn't every day that he had his cock played with by the three most incredible girls in the world.

His tongue flashed out, playing with Kelsey's lips, and his sister quickly responded in kind. Their tongues wrestled for a few moments, giving him yet another delicious sensation. Stars were on the verge of exploding in his skull, and he barely managed to croak, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

"Do it! Come in her mouth!" Kelsey hissed, letting go of his cock so Amanda could swallow his whole length straight down her throat. She dropped to her knees, scooting her face underneath Amanda's so she too could suck on his balls.

Kelsey and Carynne each took one of his balls into their mouths, and that, combined with the incredible delight of his cock being fully buried in Amanda's throat, finally sent him over the edge. With a loud scream that he was sure they could have heard back in Florida, his orgasm tore through him. His cock bucked rapidly, depositing load after load of semen into his girlfriend's eagerly sucking mouth.

Amanda just moaned as she devoured every drop of his juicy load, loving the feeling of her mouth being filled up. The added teasing of Kelsey and Carynne had done obvious wonders for him, as he gave her a load that was quite a lot bigger than she was normally used to.

After what seemed like a dozen bursts, he finally slumped, and she could feel the little tell-tale twitch in his cock that signified that he was done cumming, at least for the moment. With a delicious slurp she let his shaft slip from her mouth, after which she tilted her head backwards to prevent the cum from leaking out.

Damon stumbled back, barely able to avoid stepping on the slender form of Carynne who was still behind him, and he sank down onto one of the benches. Kelsey quickly followed him and took his already softening cock into her mouth. She began sucking on it like it was the last source of sustenance on earth, taking it all the way down her throat after just two tries.

"Uhm ... Kel!" he groaned, his eyes rolling back inside his head at the feel of his sister sucking his cock mere moments after he'd blown his load in Amanda's mouth. He curled his fingers through her wet hair, pushing her face all the way down until he felt her nose in his pubic hair.

Amanda curled her finger at Carynne, who didn't need to be told twice. Her happily grinning face appeared in Amanda's vision within seconds, and she bent down for a creamy kiss. Amanda locked her arms behind Carynne's head, then let the cum well back up, splashing over her lover's tongue and lips.

They both moaned happily as they swapped Damon's jizz between them. Whenever a small glob would escape their wrestling tongues, one of their mouths would quickly chase after it, scooping it back up before it could fall too far down. Carynne did let one large, gooey dollop deliberately slide down Amanda's chin and neck; she watched it trail down until it oozed over her incredible friend's amazing tits, before she bent forward and sucked it back into her mouth with a delighted groan.

Meanwhile, Kelsey was still sucking almost ferociously on Damon's cock, absolutely determined to get him hard again. Her pussy was practically crying to be fucked, and the second she had him up again, she was going to mount him and fuck his brains out.

Amanda and Carynne played with Damon's cum for several minutes, observed by a happily grinning and looking-altogether-unbelieving Damon, until they both swallowed whatever they had left in their mouths.

"Mmmm, you taste almost as good as Kelsey!" Carynne grinned at him after she made quite a show of swallowing his cum. "I've definitely missed it, too!"

It was all Damon could do to smile at her, because before he could form a coherent response, Carynne pushed Amanda down onto the floor and went to work. She quickly scooted around, positioning herself head to toe with the gorgeous blonde, then straddled her in the classic 69.

"I've really missed your pussy!" Carynne said as she started to jab her tongue inside Amanda's slit, while she could feel her do the same.

"I've missed you too!" Amanda moaned, diddling her tongue against Carynne's clit. While she was eating her friend out, she kept an eye on what Kelsey was doing to Damon. She felt absolutely delirious at Kelsey being back with them, and she wanted to see every stroke of the two of them fucking, which she knew was going to happen any second. Carynne, however, hadn't lost any skill at driving girls crazy, and soon she could feel her pussy almost catch on fire from the small nymph's incredible tongue.

"Oh God, honey," Amanda groaned loudly. She pushed Carynne's head down, trying to get that eager tongue even deeper in her cunt, and while she did that, she felt Carynne push a finger inside her asshole.

Amanda's head flopped against the tiled floor, the stream from the second shower head hitting her square in the face. She opened her mouth to let out a long moan, at the same time swallowing some of the water that sprayed inside. Her body was being expertly driven to the edge by the wonderful girl who was on top of her.

"Are you gonna cum for me?" Carynne hissed with pleasure as she took a momentary break from eating pussy, continuously pistoning her finger in and out of Amanda's ass.

"Yes!" Amanda hissed in reply. "Stuff my cunt, please! Finger me!"

Carynne focused her attention back on that glorious cunt, quickly jabbing two, then three of her fingers inside it in a few smooth strokes. She locked her mouth on Amanda's clit, softly biting down on the delicious little nub while lashing it with her tongue. It was a technique that Kelsey had taught her awhile ago, and one she had put to good use ever since. Amanda was shuddering beneath her, driven insane by the assault of her fingers. With a wide grin, Carynne added a second finger into Amanda's ass, feeling herself get lightheaded at the mere thought of stuffing five fingers inside another girl's holes. She paused for a second, waiting until she felt Amanda's body relax slightly, then she started wildly thrusting her fingers back inside, while simultaneously keeping up with her tongue-lashing of Amanda's clit.

"Yes, fuck me!" Amanda screamed, then she exploded into her orgasm. She let out several long moans and guttural epitaphs, her pussy creaming all over Carynne's tongue and fingers. Her entire body began to tremble, rapidly pattering against the floor as waves of her climax rolled through her.

Carynne just mercilessly continued her assault on Amanda's cunt, thrusting, licking and sucking over and over again until finally her lover shuddered beneath her one final time. She lapped her tongue several more times through Amanda's soaked slit, groaning at the taste; then, she turned around with a huge smile. "Mmmm, you might just taste better than both of them combined!"

Amanda tried to laugh, but she was too momentarily exhausted from her cum. She was barely able to lift her head and give a brief kiss to Carynne's pussy before she let it fall back on the floor again.

"Are you giving up?" Carynne asked hopefully, after getting up and kneeling beside Amanda.

Amanda's head immediately came back up again. "Never," she grinned.

"Awww, dammit!" the cute brunette giggled. Like Damon, she still harbored hopes of one day wearing out the insatiable goddess. She bent down to kiss Amanda, a kiss that was happily returned.

"Time to make Kelsey cum!" Carynne said after a little while, and Amanda nodded and quickly got up. They both moved over behind their longtime friend and lover, who was still eagerly sucking on her brother's cock.

"Hey baby," Carynne said as she scooted up behind Kelsey. She pressed her firm tits, with their fiercely hard nipples, into Kelsey's back, causing Kel to moan loudly. She reached around to grab those fantastic tits, cupping them and playing with the nipples. "God, you've got him so hard again!"

Kelsey let her mouth slip off Damon's cock, nodding proudly. Damon's shaft was covered in her saliva, and it was throbbing mightily, hard as steel. Before she could do anything, she felt Carynne push her forward, and she quickly obeyed, instantly understanding what her girlfriend wanted.

"Jesus!" Damon gasped when he realized what the two girls were doing. His cock slipped between Kelsey's incredible tits, and Carynne gently pushed those fantastic globes around his rock-hard pole, forming a tight, squeezing tunnel.

"Fuck her tits," Carynne grinned, her eyes full of joy at everything that was happening. She absolutely loved being in hot, sexy group fucks, and none had ever been hotter than with the people she was with right there. She locked her mouth on Kelsey's neck, hungrily sucking on it while she felt Damon's cock pump up and down, sliding smoothly between Kelsey's breasts.

Amanda had gone to sit to the side of the brother and sister pairing, and she lowered her face right above Kelsey's tits, opening her mouth so that the tip of Damon's cock could slip inside every time it popped out from between that glorious fuck tunnel.

They rutted and sucked for a little while, until Kelsey finally got up. "Please fuck me, Damon. I want your cock in me!" she almost begged.

Damon didn't say anything, instead just getting up and cupping Kelsey's perfect ass. He lifted her slender, five-foot-three body up without any trouble and positioned her right over his excitedly throbbing cock. Carynne's hand slipped in between them, grabbing his pole and guiding it towards Kelsey's cunt; then, he let his sister sink down onto his shaft.

"Yeah!" they both moaned simultaneously, their joy at fucking each other again nearly overwhelming them. His cock drove deeply inside her unbelievably wet cunt in a single, smooth stroke, and he gave her a hungry kiss. The hot water poured over both of them, but their bodies were so hot for each other that it felt lukewarm in comparison.

Amanda got up too, and she spanked Kelsey's ass hard. The loud slap reverberated through the shower, causing Kelsey to let out a little squeal of pleasure; she always loved being spanked.

"Fuck him, you little slut! Fuck your own brother!" Amanda joyously hissed at her, biting down on Kelsey's earlobe. "Bounce on that big fucking cock!"

"Oh God, yes!" Kelsey squealed as she took Damon's entire cock in her scalding hot cunt. Her arms were locked behind his head, and she used the leverage from his shoulders to lift herself up and down as much as she could, trying to get him to fuck her even faster.

Carynne knelt behind Kelsey, pushing her face back between Damon's legs. Rather than focus on his balls, however, she began licking the length of his cock and Kelsey's pussy in equal measure.

"Fuck me, Damon. Your cock feels so good inside me!" Kelsey grunted. He was roughly bouncing her up and down, her tits bumping and jostling on every stroke, and the added feel of Carynne's mouth lapping over her cunt was already sending her body plunging into the abyss.

Damon just let out a long, guttural growl of pleasure, increasing the pace with which he fucked his own sister. Amanda's nails were teasingly scratching his back, and he bent down to kiss her. Kelsey soon joined in on their kiss, their lips kissing and sucking wherever they could on each other's faces.

"Christ, Kel, I've missed your cunt so much!" he moaned after several deep strokes in which he plowed the entire length of his cock inside her willing and eager slit.

"Fuck me. I'm your little fucktoy!" Kelsey almost cried, her body being overwhelmed. Suddenly she felt a finger being pushed against her tight little asshole, but before it could even go inside, she let out a wall-shattering scream. A huge spray of her cum exploded out of clenching cunt, soaking Damon's cock and balls.

"Yeah! Cover me, Kel!" Carynne laughed as juice began to spray on her face.

"Oh ... my ... God!" Kelsey wailed, cumming over and over again, while Damon just mercilessly kept plowing her. Amanda's finger forced its way inside her clenching asshole, and she actually blacked out from the overwhelming strength of her orgasm.

"You okay, baby?" Damon asked her after an indeterminate amount of time, his voice penetrating her darkness.

She opened her eyes, seeing his slightly worried face, and she gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm more than just okay. I'm perfect! Feeling your cock in me, with the two girls I love the most in the world here to share it with us! I love you, guys!" she said, tears streaming down her face.

"We love you too," Amanda said, smoothly kissing Kelsey's tears away. Her finger probed Kelsey's ass for a few more seconds, after which she pulled it out with teasing slowness.

"Amanda, c'mere!" Carynne said from between Damon's legs, where she was still licking and slurping on Damon's cock and Kelsey's cunt.

Amanda grinned and quickly sank to her knees, worming her way in between Damon's legs too. She joined her tongue to Carynne's, sending even more delight through the fucking brother and sister.

"I love the way you fuck me," Kelsey moaned, squeezing herself even tighter against Damon's finely sculpted body.

"I love fucking you too, baby. I've missed you so fucking much," he whispered, fucking her with long, deliberate strokes. "You're mine, Kel. You'll always be mine. I'm never letting you go again!"

"Yes!" she hissed, her face beaming with pleasure at his words. She squeezed her pussy on his shaft, working her muscles as hard as she could, trying to make herself the tightest fuck he'd ever had.

Their mouths met again for another kiss, and they made out while fucking for what seemed forever. The combined effect of his cock plowing inside her, along with two tongues licking and slurping everywhere, finally set her off again, and she lost herself in another orgasm.

It was nowhere near as powerful as her first one, but the joyous moans from beneath her made it very clear she was still squirting her juicy cum over both girls' faces. She shuddered in Damon's strong arms for several moments, clenching her jaw as she came, until she finally relaxed. She felt better than she had in ages, the joy at being reunited with her lovers simply making her giddy.

Damon drilled her for a few more minutes, just leisurely sliding his cock completely in and out of her thoroughly drenched pussy. "I'm about to cum, Kel," he groaned. "Do you want it in you?"

"Can you cum again after?" she asked, still trying to catch her breath, which wasn't easy when that big shaft of his kept forcing it out of her with every glorious stroke.

Grinning, he shook his head with a regretful look. "No, this is gonna be it. At least for several hours."

"Slacker!" she giggled.

"Hey, what do you think I am? Eighteen?" he joked.

She laughed happily and gave him another couple of kisses; then, she motioned for him to let her down. He gave her a disappointed look as both Amanda and Carynne got back up too. "I want you to cum inside Carynne. I don't want her to be left out," Kelsey said, sliding her hand down towards her girlfriend's pussy, quickly slipping a finger inside it.

"Mmmm, thank you, baby!" Carynne said happily. She turned her hungry gaze towards Damon. "I've really missed fucking you!"

Damon just began breathing heavier at the thought of getting to fuck Carynne again, and it was all he could do to nod at her. He was inching away from exploding, and he reckoned that he wouldn't last ten seconds inside that wickedly tight pussy. Just the mere look of that incredible body of hers practically made him cum right there and then.

"How do you want me?" Carynne asked, her voice turning submissive. She grinned as she saw the reaction it caused in him—he looked about ready to just grab her and tear her to shreds with that wonderfully hard cock.

"How's this?" Amanda asked, moving beside Carynne and getting ready to lift her up. "Come help me, Kel."

Kelsey nodded eagerly, moving beside Carynne as well and helping Amanda pick up their slender friend. They each grabbed one of her legs and pulled them apart, while Carynne draped her arms across both their shoulders.

"Dear God," Damon groaned at the sight of Carynne being lewdly displayed for him. Her pussy was pulled wide open, and it looked to be almost begging for his cock. He took a quick step forward and thrust his dick into Carynne's cunt, his lust overriding every other thought or concern.

"Mmmm, fuck yeah!" Carynne mewled happily as his big cock slid inside her. She gave both Kelsey and Amanda a deep kiss, her eyes closed at the delicious feeling of a stiff pole thrusting in her cunt. Ever since she'd started dating Kelsey she hadn't fucked any boys, and she suddenly realized that she definitely missed the feel of a good, hard cock plowing inside her—which made being allowed to join in with Amanda and Damon all the more delicious! She felt a finger being placed against her cunt, diddling her clit, and she opened her eyes to see Amanda smiling at her.

"You like that, huh? My boyfriend drilling your tight little fuckhole?" Amanda grinned.

"I love it!" Carynne moaned. She squeezed her pussy and rolled her abs to try to milk the cum out of him, but even as she did so she realized it wasn't really necessary. Damon had closed his eyes and was savagely thrusting inside her; his breathing was heavy and irregular, and she knew he was going to cum.

"Fill me, Damon," she purred lusciously. "Blow that big fucking load in me!"

"Oh fuck!" he roared. His hands clenched her hips like vices, and he slammed his cock completely inside her pussy. He humped and rutted for another three seconds, then his shaft began to buck, spraying multiple ropes of thick, creamy jizz into her slit.

"Yeah, give it to me! Cum in my little cunt!" Carynne hissed. She pulled Kelsey closer to her. "Your brother is filling my cunt with his cum! And you're gonna lick it all out of me!"

"Yes!" Kelsey hissed happily, again loving how being ordered to do something slutty made her feel so dirty. She grinned at Amanda, who was still teasingly rubbing Carynne's clit, adding her own finger to the fun.

Damon was still bucking, spraying several more ropes of jizz inside Carynne, before he finally let up with an utterly exhausted sigh. His cock slipped out of her with an amusing little 'plop', and he just fell to the floor where he stretched out underneath the hot streams of water and closed his eyes.

Kelsey quickly scooted beneath Carynne, draping her girlfriend's legs over her shoulders, while positioning her mouth in front of that cream-filled pussy. The mere scent of it threatened to overwhelm her senses, and she locked her mouth right against Carynne's slit, driving her tongue inside to get all the cum out.

Carynne squeezed her legs against Kelsey's head with a loud groan. With Amanda holding her from behind, she lazily hung suspended in the air as Kel ate Damon's seed out of her cunt. She shivered fiercely under the lashing assault of Kelsey's tongue, and the combined excitement of having had Damon fuck her, then having his sister eat his cum out of her pussy was bringing her to the brink of cumming herself.

Amanda licked her earlobe from behind. "I want you to cum for us, gorgeous," she said simply.

Carynne nodded, closing her eyes and concentrating on the wonderful feeling of Kelsey torturing her pussy. After all the awesome sex the four of them had had, her orgasm was truly overpowering, and with a loud squeal she squeezed her legs together even tighter, her pussy exploding onto Kelsey's face.

She came for what seemed like years, just bucking over and over against Kelsey's tongue, which was driving deep inside her little slit. Though not a squirter like Kelsey, Carynne oozed thick, syrupy juice when she came hard; if Kelsey's moans and hungry slurps were anything to go by, she was definitely cumming hard.

Her orgasm finally subsided, and she let out a long, delighted whimper before relaxing in Amanda's grasp. She was gently let down onto the tiled floor, where she wasted no time in licking her cum off Kelsey's face. Amanda joined in too, delighted in being able to share cum with her two best friends again.

After cleaning each other of cum, they all scooted underneath the hot water, cuddling up closely against Damon who was still lying motionlessly on the tile floor. They snuggled in as tightly as they could, just enjoying their post-sexual bliss and the feeling of being together, with the water spraying from both shower heads keeping them wonderfully relaxed and warm.

"Thank you so much for inviting me again. I could really get used to doing this a lot!" Carynne said impishly after a short while.

"What do you consider a lot?" Amanda asked with a delighted grin.

"Oh, nothing crazy or anything! How does six times a day sound?"

The girls all giggled at Damon's despairing moan.

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Damon and Amanda lay awake, naked in their king-size bed. They were both tired, but neither of them wanted to go to sleep yet, so instead they just lay there, cuddled up, enjoying the happy turn their life together had taken.

Right beside them, Kelsey and Carynne were already asleep; the girls had tried to stay awake but eventually lost the battle against their weariness. Carynne was curled up in the fetus position, lying on her right side facing towards Damon and Amanda, with Kelsey pressed against her back. Nuzzling her neck, Kel had an arm draped around her tummy.

"They do look really cute together," Amanda whispered.

"Yeah, they do," Damon agreed, his voice also quiet. "They also look really hot!"

"You're just saying that 'cause they're naked," Amanda said teasingly. "And because you got to fuck both of them."

He tried to shrug as if it was of no moment, but he didn't quite manage to pull it off convincingly, which caused her to giggle at him.

"Are you still jealous of Carynne?" he asked a few moments later.

"Not really, no. Now that we have Kelsey back, there's not really any reason for it, is there?"

"It's not quite the same though."

Amanda shook her head. "No, it's not." After their fantastic sex session, she'd asked Kelsey what her feelings and thoughts were for their relationship, to which Kelsey had replied that for now she was just crazy happy that they were all together, and she wasn't going to worry what the future would bring. She wanted all four of them to just enjoy it, love each other, and just wait and see what would happen.

"Are you sad?"

"I guess maybe a little bit, but on the other hand I'm just so happy that Kel's back with us that I honestly don't really care all that much, at least not right now. Besides, I love Carynne, and I know you do too, and I have to admit that it's always so much fun when we're with her!"

Damon couldn't stop the grin on his face as he nodded his agreement.

"Yeah, I figured you'd agree!"

"She is a lot of fun. I love how easy and hard she makes you and Kelsey cum."

"Mmmm, me too!" Amanda said with a naughty little smirk. "She doesn't seem to have any problems making you pop in that tight little pussy of hers either."

"Nope, none at all," Damon said, though he sounded a little distracted.

"Damon?" Amanda asked after a few minutes, feeling a sudden wave of worry rush through her.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay with this? I can't help but wonder if I just forced you into agreeing to it, because of what I did this afternoon."

He quickly shook his head. "You didn't, don't worry. I love having Kel back, and I like having Carynne back in our bed too. Besides, like Stacey said, I'm sure that our relationship is strong enough by now that it can handle this, right?"

Amanda nodded rapidly. "It is. I know it is."

He smiled at her and gave her a soft kiss. "I love you, honey."

"I love you too."

They were quiet for a long time, and Damon thought that Amanda had already dozed off when she suddenly whispered, "This really isn't going to hurt our relationship, is it? Stacey was right, wasn't she?"

He hugged her close against him. "She was. We'll be fine, honey, don't worry. We'll make sure."

"Good," she said happily, then she promptly went to sleep.

Damon lay awake for another hour, his mind in turmoil.

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He woke up around 8.30am, with the morning sunlight shining brightly through their bedroom curtains. Amanda was still snuggled up against him, while Kelsey and Carynne had apparently gotten lonely during the night, as they were pressed closely against Amanda's back. His cock rose eagerly at the sight of those three gorgeous, naked bodies, but he ignored his desire for more sex. He'd finally come up with a solution that would forever dispel the worry he felt in his mind, and he was firmly determined to act upon it as soon as possible.

With careful precision he extricated himself from the girl entanglement without waking them up, smiling proudly over his skill. He scribbled a quick note for Amanda that he'd be back in a little bit, after which he grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, searched for his sneakers downstairs, got dressed quickly and left the house.

He knocked on the door of the girls' villa for a few minutes, until he was convinced that Stacey just wasn't there. A quick check of her bodyguards' villa showed that they weren't there either. He thought it over for a few seconds, then he smiled as it hit him. "Ryan and Siara's place."

He waved at Vincent, shaking his head at the waiter's request if he wanted something to drink. He set off at a brisk jog, easily crossing the slightly more than half a mile distance between the two resorts. The exercise did him some good, as he felt quite refreshed by the time he approached the small bungalow his friends were staying in. Once he came closer, he recognized Stacey's bodyguards standing outside, keeping a watchful eye.

"'Morning ... David, was it?" he asked the eldest of the four as he walked up to them.

David nodded. "Yes, it is. 'Morning, sir."

"With you being here, I'm guessing my hunch that Stacey is here was right?"

"She's here, yes."

"So do you guys just stand here all night then?" Damon asked curiously. "Don't you get tired or anything?"

"It's really no different from when we guard her villa every night. We take turns sleeping for a few hours," David said with a dismissive shrug.

"Huh. Well, I have to go talk to Stacey. You don't mind, do you?"

"Not at all. I doubt she's awake already, though."

"One way to find out," Damon grinned, nodding a goodbye before he walked to the bungalow's door.

He knocked insistently in intervals, until a few minutes later a terribly sleepy-looking Ryan opened the door. "Damon? What the fuck are you doing here this early? We didn't oversleep or anything, did we? What time is it?" he asked.

"No, don't worry. It's about 8:45 or so," Damon replied.

"8:45! I thought we weren't going sailing until like noon."

"We are. I was just wondering if Stacey was here."

Ryan's look became guarded. "Eh..."

"It's okay, man, I don't mind. You don't have to try to hide it from me or anything."

Ryan nodded. "Alright. I just wasn't sure if you'd freak out over that."

"Nah. Stacey's a big girl, she can take care of herself. Did you guys have fun?" Damon asked bluntly, though his grin showed he was just kidding.

"Oh my God!" Ryan groaned, then he lowered his voice. "I have never, ever, been fucked so hard in my life!"

Damon laughed as he thought back to that night in the club, when Brian had said almost the same thing after he'd had a threesome with Stacey and Katie. He doubted Siara was a sex-fiend like Katie was, but even so, Siara plus Stacey probably made for a wild night anyways.

"So what are you here for, man?" Ryan asked after a few moments, disrupting Damon's daydream.

"Oh, eh ... Is Stacey awake? I really need to talk to her," Damon said, collecting himself.

"Can't it wait until we're on the boat?"

"No, not really. Is it alright if I come in?"

"Yeah, of course," Ryan said, stepping aside and letting Damon pass. "Have a drink or something, and I'll see if the two of them have stopped fooling around yet."

"Fat chance of that!" Damon laughed. He filled a glass with some water and crushed ice and leaned against the kitchen isle, waiting somewhat impatiently.

Stacey showed up after several minutes, wearing just a small towel that she'd wrapped around herself. He had to admit that she was looking absolutely fabulous.

"Hey, is everything okay? Nothing bad happened, did it?" Stacey asked, her face concerned.

He shook his head. "No, everything's fine."

"Did you ... you know, did you guys make up with Kel?" she asked, her voice quiet, careful not to let Ryan and Siara overhear.

"Yeah. And with Carynne."

Stacey's smile was a sight to behold—he felt it practically warm his soul. "That's so awesome! I told you everything would be okay if you just allowed her to join!"

He nodded. "Yep. I guess I should thank you, huh?"

She gave him a cute shrug. "You can if you want. Though if you do, I can think of some ways to do it so that it really means something," she said lasciviously.

"I bet you can," he chuckled. "But that's not why I'm here."

"You're not mad at me over me talking to Amanda in the bikini shop, are you?"

He was silent for a few moments, then slowly shook his head. "No, I guess not. I'd have liked it better if you hadn't snuck around behind our backs, but in the end it worked out fine, so I'm alright."

"I just wanted to help, I swear..."

"I know. Thanks, Stacey," he said, walking over and giving her a big hug.

She clung to him fiercely, and he again became acutely aware of the incredible shape of her body. God, she was so fucking curvy. No girl in the world was sexier than his sister where curves were concerned, but Stacey really didn't lose out that much in comparison.

She looked up at him, her eyes slightly moist, and her face adorned with another gorgeous smile. "Good, I'm glad things worked out so well. But it does make me wonder why you're here, rather than back there with the three of them?"

He swallowed audibly. He hated doing this, but he really had no other options. " I eh ... I wanted to ask you if I could borrow some money. Please."

She gave him a curious frown. "Wow. You wanting to borrow money? That's something I'd have never expected to hear," she said. He'd always been reluctant to accept her paying for anything.

"I know, but I really want to go buy something, and my card just won't hold an amount that big. I'll pay you back, of course, though it might be awhile before I can scrape that much together."

Her curiosity was tweaked even more. "How much money are we talking about?"

"I'm not sure," he said with a shrug. "A couple grand, maybe? I guess up to five or so. It might be less, though hopefully not more."

"That's a lot of money, Damon. Are you sure you're okay?" she asked, her tone worried.

"Yeah, I am. Trust me."

"Okay..."

"Can I? Borrow that money, I mean?"

She nodded quickly. "Of course you can. But I obviously don't have that much in cash with me. I guess we could go to a bank, and I could get you a cashier's check, or I can just put whatever you want to buy on my credit card."

"Your card can hold that much?" he asked, a little surprised.

She gave him a long-suffering look, though her big smile showed she wasn't being serious. "I think my card has a quarter-million dollar limit, so I think it'll be fine, yeah."

His eyes twitched a little at the idea of having that much money ready at the swipe of a card. "Okay, I'm fine with you putting it on your card, since that's probably the easiest way to do it. You just have to promise me you won't tell anyone about it!"

Her smile got even bigger. "Oooh, a secret! What are we gonna buy?"

"You'll see," he grinned, elated that Stacey had agreed to give him the money he needed. "I need your promise, though."

"I promise. I swear I won't tell anyone," Stacey said. "Do we need to go now?"

"Preferably, yeah. Though you might want to put some clothes on first."

"Awww, and here I was hoping you'd ravage me on the way there," she grinned.

He shook his head and spanked her shapely ass. "Get dressed, nympho."

Her happy laughter trailed behind her all the way to the bedroom.

She came back about ten minutes later, dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a blue tank top. Ryan and Siara were similarly dressed, both wearing shorts and t-shirts—simple clothes that would be comfortable on the boat.

"I'm going to go get the boat and get everything ready to go. When you and the girls are ready, you can meet me at that pier I showed you, with all the yachts and such, okay?" Ryan said.

"Yeah, that's fine," Damon said with a nod. He briefly wondered if he should run back to the house first to tell the girls just to go to the boat by themselves. It would help with hiding stuff, though of course the girls would ask him what he was going to do, and knowing Amanda she'd probably insist on going with him.

"Ryan?" Stacey asked.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think after you get it, you could swing the boat by that little dock just behind the town hall on the square?"

He gave her a puzzled look. "I probably could, yeah. But why?"

"I'll tell you later. Can you go get the girls from the villa, take them to the boat, then meet us at that dock?"

"Okay..." he said, still looking unsure, but eventually shrugging. "What time?"

"How long do you think we'll need?" Stacey asked Damon.

"I'm not sure. A couple of hours at the most, I'd say," Damon replied.

"So meet us there at around eleven?" she said to Ryan.

"I'll be there."

"Thanks!"

"No problem, babe. You better tell me what it's all about, though."

"I will," she grinned. "Though you'll likely be able to figure it out on your own at eleven."

Ryan just threw his hands up in surrender, then he went back to his bedroom to pack some last-minute stuff for their sailing trip.

"Are you ready to go?" Damon asked Stacey, obviously impatient to get going.

"Yup!" she replied with a bright smile, grabbing his hand and practically yanking him out the door. She was happier than she'd been in a long time. Everything was going so well for everyone, and she'd spend the entire night being fucked to shreds by two gorgeous and sexy people, which was something that always put a huge smile on her face. She motioned for her bodyguards to follow the two of them, then they set off towards the town of Nassau to go buy Damon's mystery surprise.

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"Damon!" Stacey gasped, clearly surprised as she gawked at the store's beautiful facade. "Are we here for the reason I think we're here?"

"I dunno," he grinned, purposely playing stupid.

"You ass!" she berated him, hitting him in the ribs with her elbow. She'd been bugging him about what he was going to buy with all that money during their entire walk, and he hadn't budged an inch. "We are, aren't we?"

"I guess you'll find out," he said with an even bigger grin before going into the store.

She turned to her bodyguards. "David, can you guys wait here, please? I don't want him to feel crowded in there. This is obviously a big decision he has to make."

David shrugged. "No problem, ma'am. Let me just vet the place, and we'll wait here until you're ready to go again."

"Thank you!" she said with a bright smile. She felt a little disappointed that he didn't melt for her smile like Jonathan always used to, though of course she hadn't been fucking his brains out like she'd done with Jonathan either. She sighed again as she thought of her old bodyguard, but she quickly shook the despondent memories out of her head.

After David came back out, reporting the place to be safe, she quickly went inside, joining Damon at one of the many display cases. He was looking at several nice looking pieces, but she immediately dismissed them. She took his arm and pulled him along with her, ignoring his protests. She came to a halt in front of a display case where the cheapest item was $7000, and prices—along with the quality—rapidly went uphill from there.

"Eh ... that's a bit more than I can really afford to spend," he said, his voice croaking when he saw the price tags.

"Don't worry about it. Pay me back what you can, and forget about the rest," she said, dismissively waving her hand.

"Stacey, this is one thing I definitely don't want you to pay for!" he said adamantly.

"Damon!" she said sharply. "You're only ever going to get to do this once; at least you better, because if you don't I'll come find you and kill you myself! So do it right! Please?"

He sighed deeply, staring at her for several long moments before he nodded his acquiescence. "Alright ... thanks, Stacey," he said quietly. "Also for coming with me. You really are the best friend I've ever had."

"Don't be silly, you know that's Kelsey," she said, though mentally she had to order her body to stop turning all warm and gooey at his grateful tone. He was so damn sweet!

"Well, she and Amanda are in a bit different category."

She gave him a teasing look, putting her lower lip between her teeth. "Do you think there's a chance I'd get to be in that different category again?"

His eyes grew wide at her audacity, but his surprise quickly turned into a grin. "Your timing is just stellar, Stace."

"Hey, if I don't ask now..."

"Yeah, I guess that's true. In any case, I'd have to talk it over with Amanda."

"No rush," she giggled. "We're still here for a few days!"

He pinched her side hard, causing her to squeal and jump nearly a foot in the air. The shop's stuffy, old proprietor, dressed in what she could have sworn was a tweed button-up shirt, gave them a disapproving frown. His entire demeanor basically screamed that he didn't think the two of them had enough money to even afford his cheapest item. She berated herself for thinking of asking him how much it would cost to buy the whole store, even though it would be really funny!

"I think she'd really like that one," Stacey said determinedly, pointing her favorite out to Damon.

"You do? I was thinking more something like this one over here."

"That ugly thing? God, you're such a guy!"

"Hey! I just think that..." he began to counter.

For well over an hour they looked at almost everything in the store, arguing, laughing and dismissing the other's comments. Finally, they both stood in front of a small display case which had just one item in it.

"What do you think?" Stacey asked.

"It's by far the most beautiful one in the store," he said softly, trying not to look at the $14000 price tag.

"Uh-huh ... and?"

He sighed. "I'd love to get it for her."

"I know you would. You should get it for her! It's perfect, Damon."

"Yeah but ... it's fourteen grand."

"Don't worry about it."

"Stace!"

"Will you stop worrying about the damn money? I already said you only have to pay back what you can afford."

"It's not even that! Besides, I will pay you back every single dime. But what's she gonna think when I give her something that's fourteen grand?"

"She's gonna think you love her to death, and that she's the most precious thing in your life, which she is. So what are you so worried about?"

"I ... I don't know. What if I'm being way too impulsive about this? What if she doesn't even want to?" he sighed.

"What? Do you even have a functioning brain cell? She's going to love it! Trust me. I know her!"

"I really think I should buy her something cheaper."

"No! You do that, and I'll buy this one and give it to her anyways!"

"Stacey!"

"Damon, I'm not budging on this! I want it to be perfect for her; she deserves nothing less! Buy this one, please? You and I both know it's the most beautiful one in the store, and you want to give her this one. I know you do. I'll be happy to lend you the money until you can pay it back, whenever that is."

Damon stood quietly for several moments, obviously torn, until he finally nodded in agreement. "Can I..." he squeaked at the old man. He quickly stopped, scraped his throat, and started again. "I think I'd like that one, please."

The old owner gave him an amused look. "It is a beautiful piece, sir."

"Yes, it is. Does it come in one of those pretty boxes?"

Stacey groaned in dismay. "No, Damon, it's going to come in a ziplock baggie! Of course it's going to come in its own box!"

"It does indeed, sir," the owner said with a mocking smile. "When would you like it to be ready for pickup?"

"Huh?" Damon said. "I want it now."

The owner frowned. "Sir, it would obviously need to be resized for the lady, and that will take at least a week ... it is for a lady, I presume?"

"Yes, it is. Eh, what do you mean when you say 'resize?'"

Stacey sighed deeply as she pushed Damon out of the way. "The girl in question's a five, so from the looks of it I think it'll fit just fine. And if not we'll get it resized back in the States," she said resolutely.

"Are you sure?" Damon asked her. "About her being a five, I mean?"

"Yes, Damon, I am very sure."

"If you are certain, miss. It is a bit irregular to just—" the old man began.

"I know, but he wants to surprise her, and he obviously wants to do so today," Stacey interrupted him. "We'll take it now, please."

The owner looked as if he was going to object some more, but another glare from Stacey made him think better of the idea. "And how would you like to pay for it, sir?" he asked, unable to keep the slight snicker out of his voice.

"Credit," Stacey said acidly, slapping her platinum card and her driver's license onto the display case.

His eyes widened slightly at the sight of the platinum card, but he took it without further comment and moved off to a back room somewhere, presumably to run a verification check. He never even looked at her driver's license.

"That was kinda rude, Stacey," Damon commented.

"I don't like his attitude. Just because we're young means we can't buy any of this stuff? I wasn't aware my money would stink until I turned sixty!" Stacey said in a huff.

"You're cute when you're angry," he grinned at her.

She glared at him for a few moments, then she giggled. "I should offer to buy his whole store, just to see what he'd say."

"Somehow I doubt even you're rich enough for that, Stace."

She shrugged. "Pffft, whatever. I can buy this place five times over."

He shook his head in amusement, and she grinned when she saw it. "Okay, I guess that was a bit arrogant, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was," he said with a pert grin. "But I won't tell anyone."

Her smile was dazzling, and she wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling her cheek against his broad shoulder. "Damon, she's going to be so happy!" she almost squealed.

"I hope so," he said, somewhat doubtfully.

Stacey shook her head. "God, you men! Girls could beat you around the head with something, and you still wouldn't notice!"

"Notice what?"

She rolled her eyes. "Never mind, Damon."

He gave her a questioning glance, but she refused to elaborate.

After a few minutes, the store owner came back with a far more subservient and friendly expression in place. "Miss Winterton, such a pleasure to be of service to you," he fawned as he handed her her card back.

"Thank you," she said somewhat coldly.

He swallowed at the tone in her voice, and he quickly opened the display case. "I will prepare this for you, it shouldn't be more than fifteen minutes. Could I offer you some coffee while you wait, or perhaps something else?"

"Nah, I'm fine," Damon said, and Stacey just shook her head.

The owner nodded quickly, disappearing into the back room again.

"He's sure a trusting guy, the way he keeps leaving us alone with all this stuff," Damon remarked.

Stacey gave him a funny look. "By alone, do you mean us and the security guard? The armed security guard?"

"Huh? Where?" Damon asked, looking perplexed.

"Right there!" Stacey said, pointing at the far wall of the store. Damon turned his gaze there, and sure enough, an armed and uniformed security guard was standing at attention in the corner, calmly keeping vigil over the store. While he didn't look at the two teenagers in particular, he was observing their every move.

"I never even saw him!" Damon gasped.

"Obviously," Stacey said sarcastically. "But it's okay, you do have a lot on your mind."

He nodded. "Yeah."

They waited a little impatiently for the store owner to return, which the old man finally did after around twenty minutes. "I've cleaned it for you, sir, and I've included all the paperwork which details its authenticity in this envelope. Would you like to purchase a protection plan for your—"

"No," Stacey interrupted. "Where do I sign?"

"Ah, right here and here, Miss Winterton," the old man said, sliding a letter-sized, official looking form across the counter at her, along with a receipt for the $14000 credit card charge.

Stacey signed the receipt without looking and stuffed her copy in the pocket of her shorts. She then motioned for Damon to sign the form, which he did without comment.

"Thank you so much, Miss Winterton, young sir," the old man gushed. "It's been my utter pleasure to help you, and I—"

"Do you have a back entrance to your store?" Stacey asked.

"Eh ... I ... yes," the old man stuttered.

"Good, I need to use it."

"We're leaving through the back?" Damon asked in astonishment.

"You're not, I am," Stacey said. "But I need your help."

His face showed he clearly didn't understand, but he shrugged and nodded. "Okay."

"Here's what I need you to do..."

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Damon smiled at David and the rest of the bodyguards as he exited the store, the beautiful red velvet bag held firmly in his grasp. He prayed fervently he wouldn't get robbed; the crowds on the street were already starting to get pretty numerous.

"Were you successful, sir?" David asked politely.

"Yeah," Damon said with a wide grin as he held up the bag. "Got a really nice one."

"Congratulations."

"Thanks!"

"Where is Miss Winterton?"

"Oh, she had to use the bathroom. She'll be here in a minute."

David gave him an intense stare for a few seconds, then he nodded at one of the other bodyguards. The powerfully built, dark-haired man quickly went inside the store, ignoring Damon's protests that she'd be out in a second.

"Just S.O.P., sir," David said calmly.

"Okay," Damon said a little apprehensively. He waited with the three remaining bodyguards, feeling sweat start to break out under his hairline.

"Didn't you say she'd only be a minute?" David asked after a few minutes, his tone suspicious.

"That's what she said," Damon replied, his voice trembling. "You know how girls are."

"Go look," David ordered another one of the bodyguards. "If she's not out in sixty seconds, bang on the door."

"Right," said the third bodyguard, a balding man, before quickly disappearing inside the store.

David returned his attention to Damon. "You're looking very nervous, Mr. Richards. Why is that?"

"Oh, eh ... you know, just worried about ... heh!" Damon stuttered, holding up the velvet back.

David gave him a small smile, continuously looking into the store to see if Stacey was coming out yet. About a minute later, one of the bodyguards came running towards them, opening the door and reporting, "There's no reply."

"Break it open!" David ordered, producing a weapon from somewhere so quickly that Damon actually jumped in surprise.

"I don't think that the store's guard will like that," the balding man said hesitantly.

"I'll deal with him! Go!" David barked. He ran into the store, gun held low but ready. The armed security guard immediately raised his own gun when he saw it, and the two aimed their weapons at each other, yelling at the other to drop it. The old owner dove behind a counter, practically peeing himself with fright at all the imminent violence in his store.

Damon had followed the bodyguards partially into the store, but he stopped as soon as the armed standoff began. David finally convinced the security guard that he was a bodyguard for the girl that had just been inside, and he was only there to make sure she was alright. After his explanation, the men both lowered their guns.

"She's not in the bathroom!" the balding bodyguard's voice yelled from the direction of the backroom.

"Fuck!" David swore. "See if there are any other exits!"

"There's one, out the back. It empties into an alley that appears to lead to a main street a few hundred yards away," the dark-haired man said as he returned to the shop floor.

"Any sign of her?"

"No, nothing."

"Fan out and find her!"

"Yes, sir!"

David turned around, his face set in a thunderous scowl, and his eyes grew frosty as they crossed path with Damon's. "Where is she?" he almost growled.

"She said she was going back to the villa, and—"

"Bullshit! I'm going to give you one more chance, Damon... where is she?!"

Damon swallowed once, then he bolted.

"Hey! Get back here!" David yelled after him.

Damon didn't respond, instead setting off at a breakneck speed down the street, zipping in between pedestrians and occasionally running into someone. He didn't look back, but he somehow knew that several of the bodyguards were chasing him closely.

He took a wrong turn at the town square, cursing as he ran into an alley which he figured would get him back to the street where he wanted to go. He nimbly jumped over some assorted piles of trash and thundered on, the bodyguards—still close on his heels—yelling at him to stop.

He turned sharply into the street he'd been planning on going onto in the first place, his long legs eating up the distance. People were diving out of his way, and his legs were starting to burn. Though he was in tremendous shape, running wasn't really his thing. He soldiered on, determined to not let the bodyguards catch him. Finally he saw his destination: the small dock Stacey had mentioned earlier. Fortunately Ryan had already arrived, and the boat calmly lay wait for its remaining few passengers.

As Damon ran full-speed towards the boat, he saw Stacey was already on board, excitedly motioning to Ryan that they needed to go. Ryan seemed confused for a moment, but he nodded anyways, powering up the engine and slowly turning the boat away from the dock.

Damon felt as if he was running at least fifty miles an hour as he reached the dock, crossing it in just a dozen giant strides. The boat was already about twenty feet away from the dock itself, and all the girls were giving Damon anxious looks, with Amanda yelling at Ryan to go back, while Stacey kept urging him to keep going.

Damon leaped for the boat, his legs flailing wildly in the empty space between the wooden pier and the dark blue carbon-fiber bodywork. Fueled by his adrenaline, he actually jumped too far, landing smack in the middle of the boat, with the girls jumping out of the way to avoid getting flattened; he stumbled, unable to keep his momentum in check, and promptly would have fallen overboard on the other side if not for Ryan grabbing his shirt and yanking him back.

"Stacey! You get back here right now!" David yelled, standing helplessly on the dock as he watched the boat—with his charge in it—take off.

"I'm sorry, David! I'll be back tomorrow, I promise! Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Stacey replied, throwing him a friendly wave which did nothing but anger the bodyguards further. David was already dialing a number on his cellphone before he turned around and stalked off.

"What the hell was that all about?" Ryan asked, perplexed, looking at Damon as if he'd gone crazy.

"Yeah," Stacey chimed in. "Why were you running from them? All you had to do was tell them I'd gone back to the villa after ten minutes or so."

"They weren't buying it," Damon said. "I suddenly got this feeling that David would just torture me to find out where you'd gone to, so I ran."

"Oh, don't be silly!" Stacey grinned. "He'd never do anything like that."

"Well, whatever. At least it worked, right?"

"Yup, that it did," Stacey said gratefully. "Thank you, Damon!"

He nodded at her, then suddenly his face turned white when he realized he didn't have the bag in his hands. "Shit, the bag..."

"This one?" Carynne asked, holding up the velvet bag. "You dropped it in the middle of your crazy jump."

Damon let out a long breath of relief. He'd been half-afraid that David would have it, or worse, that he'd dropped it in the water. "Yeah, that's the one. Can I have it back, please?"

"What's in it?" Carynne asked curiously, loosening the drawstrings so she could look inside.

"Don't look!" Damon yelped, quickly running over at her and closing the bag again.

"Why?" she said, a little surprised at his vehemence.

He gently took it from her. "It's a surprise. I don't want to spoil it yet."

"Awwww!" she pouted.

He bent over and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Trust me, okay?"

"Fine!" she grumped, going over to Kelsey and hugging her. "Your brother is being mean to me!"

"I'm sure he'll make it up to you, baby," Kelsey giggled, giving her girlfriend a comforting kiss. She winked at Damon, though her eyes betrayed her curiosity; she wanted to know what was in the bag as much as Carynne did.

"Hey honey!" he said, hugging Amanda.

"Hi! Where'd you go this morning?" she asked brightly, clinging tightly against him.

"To buy the surprise."

"Can I know what it is?" she asked charmingly, batting her eyelashes at him.

"You're way too good at that!" He laughed. "But no, it's a surprise for everyone."

"Alright," she said sweetly, giving him a kiss.

Damon returned her kiss, then quickly took the bag below deck, figuring it was better to remove the temptation before someone snuck a peek anyways. He entered a large cabin with a queen-sized bed on one end, a small kitchenette with a bar and three stools on the other, and a working desk plus a chair in the middle. He was surprised at how high-class and luxurious everything looked even as he tried to find a good hiding place. He finally settled on a small cupboard in the farthest corner from the door. He stashed the bag as far back as he could inside the cupboard, fairly confident that nobody would find it there with just a cursory search.

He came back on deck just as the boat, or yacht as he corrected himself with admiration, sailed out of the Nassau harbor and entered the open sea. It was a beautiful, calm day on the ocean, and the powerful, twin inboard engines smoothly drove the yacht forward.

With his breath finally coming back under control, Damon checked out the rest of the yacht. It was beautiful: approximately thirty-five feet long, with a large, single-sail mast in the middle and a smaller mast near the front of the boat; the large cabin he'd just been in, and plenty of leather-cushioned benches and chairs. A low hand-rail ran along the side, and the front of the boat was basically a giant sundeck. Four professional-looking fishing rods were standing straight up on the back left side of the boat. Damon thought they looked capable of catching sharks or even whales.

Ryan was sitting behind the steering wheel in one of the luxury chairs which was bolted to the deck, a stylish pair of Ray-Bans on his face, staring out at the great ocean through the tinted, curved windscreen. A sizable array of odometers and gauges were laid out before him in the ultra-modern dashboard, and a powerful bass was coming from the speakers of an obviously impressive sound system, which was currently playing some Kanye.

"Do you know what all of these mean?" Damon asked curiously, indicating the dashboard.

Ryan grinned at him. "Hell no! All I really care about are my heading, the oil gauge, the fuel gauge, and the temperature gauge. Everything else is just redundant, as far as I'm concerned."

"You have actually sailed before, right?"

"Yeah, I have, don't worry." Ryan nodded. "Never on something this large and powerful, but it's pretty much the same."

"Okay. If you need something done, let me know, alright?"

"Yeah, I will. Now sit down and have a beer or something, will ya? I think you've drawn enough attention to yourself for the day."

Damon grinned and nodded, moving back to the spacious back deck with the benches where all the girls were already gathered.

"Because I didn't want them to be on board with us," Stacey said calmly to Siara.

"But why not?" the British girl asked in her delightful accent.

"Because I didn't want them to see what we're going to be doing for the next two days."

Siara's eyes grew larger, and a cute blush popped up on her cheeks. Kelsey and Carynne both laughed at her expression, gently patting her on her shoulders.

Damon plopped down next to Amanda, who was dressed in a deliciously short pair of shorts and her yellow bikini top. She looked absolutely fabulous, as usual, and the thought of what he was going to do nearly made him dizzy with happiness.

"Hi handsome!" she said happily, snuggling up against him.

"Hey gorgeous," he replied, squeezing his arm tightly around her even as Carynne handed him an ice-cold Corona from a huge cooler underneath the seat cushion of one of the benches. He nodded his thanks, and she just gave him one of her impossibly cute smiles. Like Amanda, she was dressed in shorts and a bikini top. Hers was black, like his sister's, who had foregone shorts altogether and was just wearing her bikini. He smiled happily at the sight of her incredible body, delighted that she was back in his bed and Amanda's.

"I was really worried when you made that crazy jump," Amanda said. "You might have hurt yourself! Why did Stacey have you run decoy for her?"

"I guess I was the only one available." He shrugged.

"Why did she go with you in the first place?"

"I needed her advice on something," he said smoothly. Technically it wasn't really a lie.

Amanda frowned at him for a moment, the obvious question on her lips, but she let it die without comment. The last thing she wanted to do was appear jealous at the start of their boat trip, plus she figured it had something to do with that surprise of his. She was almost dying to find out what it was, and for who it was intended, but she quickly drove that desire to the back of her mind.

Ryan opened up the engines to nearly full power, and the yacht smoothly sliced through the calm ocean. The sun was out in full force, shining down brightly on them, and there was a decent breeze which provided a very welcome refreshment from the heat. Birds circled overhead, cawing loudly.

It didn't take long for the girls to discard their clothes except for their bikinis, and a veritable parade of unblemished skin walked around and sunbathed on the boat. Loud cheers and yells came from other boats they passed, their passengers thoroughly appreciating the scenery provided for them courtesy of the teenage goddesses.

After a little while, Ryan and Damon hoisted the sails, though not without difficulties as Damon had no idea what he was doing. With the noise and vibration of the inboard engines gone, the peace and tranquility were stunning. They sailed for a few hours, until both Ryan's and Damon's stomachs complained loudly that it was well past time to eat. They all ate a sandwich lunch while leisurely sailing on.

"Ryan?" Stacey asked right as the sun was passing its zenith.

"Yeah?" he replied, looking back at her over his shoulder. He was comfortably ensconced in his captain's seat, one of his legs propped up on the dashboard, listening to Metallica.

"Can we go swim for awhile?"

"Sure. Just let me lower the sails, and we should be fine just coasting. The ocean's calm enough."

Ryan and Damon lowered the sails, slightly more smoothly than they'd gone up, and the yacht came to a nearly complete stop, just bobbing gently on the waves.

Damon quickly took off his shirt and shorts, leaving just his swimming trunks, and he dove cleanly into the water. Amanda followed suit, her dive no less elegant than his, and Ryan showed off by doing a forward somersault into the water from the top of the cabin. Siara shook her head at her boyfriend's antics, simply allowing herself to drop straight down from the boat, while Kelsey and Carynne tried to push each other into the water first, only to get simultaneously shoved in by a grinning Stacey.

"We're gonna get you for that!" Carynne laughed after she'd gasped for breath a few times and had wiped the water off her face.

"Yeah? The two of you together? Mmmm!" Stacey said delightedly.

"Come on in, Stace, the water feels great!" Kelsey said invitingly, though the twinkle in her eyes clearly showed she was planning mischief on her friend.

Ryan quickly swam around the boat, quietly climbing up behind Stacey. While she traded joking banter with her friends, he grabbed her from behind and dove back into the water with the tall blonde in his arms. Stacey's squeal was surprised and scared enough to make everyone laugh as she came back up spluttering. Joining in the laughter, she punched him in the arm a few times, right before Kelsey and Carynne dunked her under again.

"It feels good to just have fun again, doesn't it?" Amanda asked happily, nestled in her boyfriend's arms.

"Yes, it does," he said, his voice low and excited, causing her to smile proudly. She was teasing his cock without mercy, continuously rubbing her ass against it. Though he was hard as a rock, he endured it with a patient grin, which was fine by her—they'd tried to have sex in the ocean during the second night of their vacation, and the results had been less than enjoyable. She figured she could tease him now, then fuck his brains out later on the boat. With the way Ryan and Siara joined in everything without reservation, she reckoned they wouldn't have a problem seeing her mount her boyfriend.

Heck, with the way they were going at it, they might beat her and Damon to it, she realized as she looked over at them. They were basically doing the same thing she and Damon were doing, though they were being far less reserved about it. Meanwhile, Kelsey, Carynne and Stacey were behaving like little girls, continuously trying to pull each others' bikinis off while squealing like crazy and sneaking in kisses wherever they could.

After smiling at her friends for a bit, Amanda turned around in Damon's arms, and a pleasantly long time was spent in a delightful session of tongue wrestling.

Eventually the girls got tired of swimming, all of them getting out of the water. Once they were back on the boat, they removed their bikini tops, saying they were going to go sunbathing on the front deck.

"Jesus Christ," Ryan gasped at the sight of all that wonderful bounciness as he lazily tread water.

"What's wrong?" Damon grinned. "Have you never seen five perfect pairs of breasts before?"

"Not all at the same time, no," Ryan said softly. He was ogling every girl, and of course lingered on Siara, but secretly he had to admit that the sight of Kelsey's incredible tits was driving him nuts. He couldn't believe just how utterly, unbelievably gorgeous she was, and he was glad the ocean was hiding the size of his hard-on from her brother. He wasted a few brief moments in a delightful daydream about fucking her.

"Race you a hundred?" Damon asked.

Ryan shook himself out of the vision of Kelsey riding on top of him, those magnificent tits bouncing for all they were worth, and he nodded. "Right, because I stand such a chance against the fastest high school swimmer of all time!"

"Oh, come on! That was one distance! Besides, I suck at freestyle."

"Alright," Ryan sighed in surrender. "How far would you say makes a hundred? That wave over there?"

"Funny. How about we swim out a ways and race back to the boat?'

"Sure."

The two quickly swam out until they figured they were far enough away; then, they set off in a furious freestyle stroke. Both of them were ultra-competitive and wanted to win, of course, but in the end Damon won by almost a length and a half.

Ryan coughed—a dry, throaty warble—as he hung from the side of the boat after finishing.

"Are you alright?" Damon asked. He was barely breathing heavy.

"Yeah," Ryan gasped. "Just my asthma."

"Wow. You swim collegiate D1 with asthma?"

"That's why I only do the short distances," Ryan said, grinning weakly.

"I guess I don't have to ask you if you want to do a 400 IM then, huh?"

"No!" Ryan laughed, which just caused him to have another coughing fit.

"Jesus, man. Should you even be swimming if your asthma's that bad?"

Ryan gave him an uncertain shrug. "It's worked out pretty well so far. Most days I don't have so much trouble; it must be the salt water or something."

"Fair enough. I'm gonna go train some distances, alright?"

"Hey, before you go..."

"Yeah?"

Ryan coughed again, scraping his throat a few times. "If you're this fucking fast on a hundred freestyle, which you keep saying is your weakest stroke, how come you sucked so badly at Nationals at the IM?"

Damon stared at him for a few moments, then he grinned. "No, don't hold back, Ryan, come on. Tell me how you really feel."

Ryan laughed. "Hey, it's the truth, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is," Damon said with an affirmative nod. "The thing is, that ... well, both times I swam the 400 IM so well, at the State semis and the championships, I'd basically had some awesome news right before. I think that just gave me an extra boost of energy or something, because both times I felt as if I could swim right through a brick wall. I didn't have that for Nationals, although I suppose that even if I'd had some kind of magical power surge, I still wouldn't have beaten Phelps or Lochte."

"Interesting," Ryan said, a pensive frown on his face. "I guess it's possible, though I'm not a sports psychologist or anything. So what's your good news today then?"

"Huh?"

"Well, you were swimming like you were trying to get out of Lake Havasu."

Damon chuckled at him. "I guess I might have had some good news come my way, yeah."

"But you're not gonna tell me what, right?"

"Nope. Not yet, anyways."

"Alright, man. Don't mean to pry!" Ryan said, holding up his hand.

"It's alright. You'll see soon, anyways."

"Cool."

After Damon went to go swim some distances, Ryan moved to the back of the boat where he hung from the diver's deck for a while, just loving the feeling of the calm ocean bobbing beneath him and letting his asthma slowly quiet down again. He was glad Siara hadn't noticed his attack, since she'd have undoubtedly demanded he reach for his emergency puffer again.

When Damon was done swimming, the two of them climbed out of the water, re-entering the boat with water streaming off their bodies.

"God! Daniel Craig's got nothing on those two!" Siara said, her voice full of admiration while she stared at their perfectly sculpted swimmer bodies. She was lying on the side of the deck closest to the rear, obviously enjoying the view.

"Yeah, they're total hunks," Kelsey agreed, raising her head to look at the two guys, who'd both grabbed a beer and had sat down on the benches, talking to each other.

Siara turned her head, giving Kelsey a bit of a surprised look. "Did you just call your own brother a hunk?"

"Yeah, why not? It's the truth, isn't it?"

"But ... he's your brother!"

"So? Just because he's my brother I can't say that he looks great?"

"He readily admits that Kelsey's hot," Amanda said, coming to Kelsey's defense.

"Yeah, so what's the difference? We're both lucky to be so good-looking. I don't see why we can't admit that about each other."

Siara nodded in understanding. "Alright, I see where you're coming from."

"Besides, he's dating the hottest girl in the universe, so he's gotta have something going for him!" Kelsey joked.

"Hey! I thought we were done with those!" Amanda objected, quickly giving Kelsey a slap on her perfect bubble-butt.

"Just for old times' sake, baby," Kelsey grinned while wiggling her shapely ass.

"You're both so gorgeous, it's incredible," Siara said earnestly. "In fact, all four of you are."

"Awww, thank you!" Kelsey and Amanda said at the same time, while Carynne and Stacey threw their British friend a big thank-you smile.

"I wish I was half as sexy as you girls are."

"Oh whatever, Siara!" Kelsey exclaimed. "Look at yourself, you're stunning! Ryan can't stop looking at you wherever he goes!"

Siara gave Kelsey a sweet smile. "Thank you, love, but you're all far more athletic than I am, and he does love athletic girls."

"You sure seemed athletic to me last night, Sia," Stacey said sensually.

Siara blushed a gorgeous shade of red, causing the four friends to grin.

"Well, we're so in shape because of our cheerleading," Amanda explained. "All that tumbling and flying and dancing does make you look really good."

"Especially in short skirts, right?" Siara giggled.

"They definitely don't hurt," Amanda grinned.

"Plus those skirts really make boys take notice," Kelsey added with a roguish smile. "Which is always fun!"

"Hell yeah!" Carynne agreed.

"So are you girls going to cheer at UCLA, or... ?" Siara asked.

"We're not really sure yet," Kelsey replied. "Amanda wants to, but I haven't cheered in so long that I'm not really sure I'm up for getting in that kind of shape again. It takes years to get into competition shape, and then you completely lose it in a few months! It sucks! If Amanda does decide to go cheer, though, I'll likely join her. I love cheering with her."

Kelsey and Amanda shared a big smile. "I love cheering with you too, Kel," Amanda said happily.

"It doesn't show, at all, but why didn't you cheer for so long then, Kel, if it got you out of shape? Which it didn't!" Siara asked curiously with a teasing grin.

"I was pretty badly injured in a car wreck," Kelsey said, shrugging her shoulders. "By the time I was healed enough to go back to cheer practice, the school year was basically over."

Carynne suddenly began to cry, right beside her.

"Hey!" Kelsey said, quickly turning around, putting her hand on her girlfriend. "Don't cry."

"I'm sorry," Carynne sobbed. "I just can't help it. Every time I think back to that fucking accident, I see you lying in that bed, not moving, all those tubes stuck in you, and us not knowing if you were going to live or not!"

Kelsey sat up and pulled Carynne up as well, wrapping her in a warm embrace. "Sshhh, it's okay, baby. I got better."

"I know. I was just so scared, and I missed you so much!" Carynne whimpered. She planted her face against Kelsey's shoulder and broke down, huge tears streaming down her face.

Stacey and Amanda quickly joined the embrace, all three girls gently rubbing Carynne's back and shoulders, shushing her and whispering encouragements to her. Kelsey had her cheek resting on top of Carynne's head, and she gave Siara an apologetic smile.

Siara returned the smile, then she scooted alongside Amanda, joining in the comforting of Carynne.

Carynne cried for a few minutes, until her grief finally ran out. She looked up at Kelsey with a soft smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you."

"You didn't, don't be silly," Kelsey said, giving her a tender kiss.

"I love you, Kel. I love you so much," Carynne said quietly.

"I know. I love you too, sweetie," Kelsey replied, blinking away a few tears of her own, though hers were from happiness rather than grief. Amanda and Stacey smiled at the two of them, and Amanda let out a silent shout of happiness that, for the first time in well over two months, she could watch Carynne and Kelsey be together and not feel jealous.

"So what about you two?" Siara asked Stacey and Carynne.

Carynne shrugged. "If Kelsey and Amanda go cheer, I'll join them, of course. I love cheering with them, but I'd be fine too if we don't. I really only ever got into cheer because it allowed me to wear short, skimpy skirts in school."

Everyone gave her a surprised look, and Kelsey actually gasped. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah," Carynne grinned, wiping away the last of her tears with the back of her hand. "My old school had this stupid dress code about skirts that said they had to be like below your knees. I hated that, and I quickly realized that the cheerleaders got to wear skirts that were like a foot shorter, and they were allowed to wear them during class if there was practice or a game that day."

"You little slut. You just went into cheer for the skirt!" Stacey said.

"Hey, whatever got me the attention of hot girls or boys!" Carynne giggled. All traces of her crying fit had already almost vanished again.

"I can't blame you, love," Siara said with a trace of envy in her voice. "I just wished that my boring prep school had had cheerleaders."

"Would you have fooled around with them if they'd had?" Carynne teased.

Siara blushed again, but she quickly nodded. "If they'd been as beautiful as you four, then absolutely!"

The girls laughed happily at that, before getting closer in a giant group hug.

"I really want to thank you. You've taught me so much since I've met you, and I love it. And I know Ryan does too!" Siara said earnestly.

"Yeah, I'll bet he does!" Kelsey grinned. "Did it look like he enjoyed himself last night, Stace?"

"Mmmm-hmmmm!" Stacey hummed with a happy smirk. "I'd say so, wouldn't you, Sia?"

Siara just nodded with a big smile. "And maybe now he'll finally leave me alone about wanting a threesome!"

"He might, but I won't!" Stacey laughed, and everyone burst into laughter again.

"What about you, Stacey?" Siara finally asked once everyone had stopped snickering and giggling.

"What about me?"

"Are you going to cheer at UCLA?"

"She hasn't decided yet if she's going to—" Kelsey started, but she stopped when Stacey raised her hand.

"Actually, I've been thinking about it a lot the last few days, and I just don't want to leave you guys," Stacey said decisively.

"So you mean..."

"I'm going to UCLA with you."

"Yes!" Kelsey screamed with utter joy, jumping on top of Stacey and hugging her so tightly her ribs nearly creaked. No sooner had she let up when Carynne also hugged Stacey, her joy at the news no less than Kelsey's.

"This decision of yours wouldn't have anything to do with Ryan and Siara coincidentally already attending UCLA, would it?" Carynne smirked at her former cheerleader captain.

Stacey actually blushed, throwing a guilty glance at Siara that spoke volumes about the answer to Carynne's question.

"You're a sweetheart," Siara said, leaning in close and giving Stacey a soft, tender kiss.

"So are you," Stacey said after their lips broke contact. "And you're a goddess in bed."

"Oh bollocks!" Siara laughed. "Compared to you I'm like a newborn babe! I didn't even know you could do about half the things you did to me!"

"Well, you're a little innocent, yeah, but you're so eager! I love it!" Stacey grinned happily.

"And don't worry about that innocence," Kelsey scoffed, a giant grin on her face. "Stacey will take care of that in a few evenings or less."

"Yeah, no kidding!" Carynne agreed.

"Oh, shut up, Carynne!" Stacey gasped. "I'll agree to corrupting Kelsey, but you were already beyond perverted when I first met you!"

"Whatever! I was a sweet, charming little angel, and you know it! You're the one who made me so dirty!"

Stacey half giggled, half snorted. "Angel?! Within like thirty seconds of getting you in my bed for the first time, you had three fingers jammed up my butt!"

"You were begging for it!"

"I did not!"

"You totally did! You were wiggling it around! Wiggling means 'please jam some fingers in my ass!'"

Both of them grinned at each other before they launched into a fresh parade of giggles.

Kelsey noticed Amanda sitting off by herself a little, not really joining in, and she quickly scooted over to her best friend. "You alright, Amanda?"

Amanda sighed. "I'm glad that everyone's going to UCLA, but ... I still don't know if Damon will," she said quietly.

Kelsey's eyes grew as large as saucers. "Oh God, I'd completely forgotten about that! Dammit, I am so sorry!"

"It's not your fault."

"Come on," Kelsey said, getting up.

"Where are we going?"

"To talk to him. And there better be a damn good reason for his hesitation!" she said ominously.

"Kel, we're all having so much fun. I don't want to—"

"No. This is making you miserable, and if I hadn't forgotten about it, I'd be grumpy about it too. It ends now. Come on!" Kelsey said, pulling Amanda to her feet.

The two of them quickly walked towards the back of the boat, shading their eyes at the sunlight reflecting off the beautifully glistening ocean. They found Damon gazing out across the ocean, while Ryan had stretched out on one of the benches and was apparently taking a nap.

"Hey," Damon said with a big smile when he saw the two girls he loved most in the world come up to him. His gaze lingered on their amazing breasts, though his smile faltered when he saw Kelsey's scowl.

"We need to talk to you," Kelsey said, not in a terribly friendly way.

"What about?" he asked carefully.

"Why didn't you join us on the front deck?" Amanda asked. She squeezed Kelsey's hand hard, trying to get her to ease up on her angry looks; it didn't work.

"You girls were having a great time, I didn't want to intrude. Besides, it's nice to just sit here and think for awhile."

"What were you thinking about?"

Damon shrugged. "Just stuff."

"Does that stuff include the reason why you're not going to UCLA with us?" Kelsey asked darkly.

Damon's eyes fell. "Ah ... that's what you want to talk about, huh?"

Kelsey just nodded. She walked over to Ryan and gently shook him awake. "Hey, would you mind going to sit with the girls up front for a little bit? Amanda and I need to talk to my brother, and it's kinda private."

"Yeah, no problem," he said groggily, quickly getting up. As he did so, he came face to face with her breasts, and his heart practically stopped beating in his chest. He looked up into her amazingly blue eyes and said softly, "Christ, you're so beautiful."

Kelsey's stern scowl melted from his compliment. "Thank you," she said, bending forward to give him a small kiss on his forehead.

He nodded and grabbed a handful of beers before going to the front deck, where the girls greeted the arrival of drinks with several loud cheers.

Kelsey sat down beside Damon, pulling Amanda down beside her. She gave her brother a long look, waiting for him to say something. When he remained silent, she finally asked, "Well?"

"Give me a second, Kel," he complained. "This isn't exactly easy, you know."

"Easy? What's not easy? You either want to go with us to college or you don't!" she said, perhaps a little harsher than she'd intended. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she said it, however—the mere thought of him saying no had her scared out of her mind. What if he really didn't want to?

"You do want to, don't you?" Amanda asked, her bottom lip wobbling as she struggled to keep from bawling.

"Yes, I do. Of course I do," he said quickly. "I don't want to be separated from you two for anything, but..."

"But what?" Kelsey asked after he trailed off. "Would you rather go pro?"

He shrugged. "That's been on my mind, but it doesn't really matter much if I do."

"It doesn't?"

"No. I mean, I can go pro anywhere, so if I did, I'd still come live in L.A. with you two. Other than the times when I'd be gone for meets, I could see you whenever we wanted."

"So what then? Are you thinking about going to Texas?" Amanda asked quietly.

"I did for awhile, but I'm going to tell them no. After tomorrow..." he clenched his teeth, cursing himself for nearly betraying his surprise.

"After tomorrow what?"

"Nothing. What I meant to say was that after we get back home, I'm going to tell them I'm not accepting their offer."

Amanda couldn't help the sigh of relief escaping from her lips.

Damon smiled at her. "I'm sorry that you were worried about that, sweetheart. Even if I'd said yes to their offer, I'd have made sure they gave you a scholarship too, so you could come with me."

Amanda's smile was more dazzling than the sun's sparkling reflection in the ocean.

"Well, great. And what about me?" Kelsey asked sullenly.

He wrapped his arm around his sister's shoulder, pulling her close against him. Her firm breasts squeezed against his chest, and it sent warm shivers through his spine. "For awhile it seemed like our paths were kinda separating, Kel. If we weren't going to be a couple anymore, the three of us..." he left it hanging.

"I never wanted us separated that much!" she said, clearly hurt.

"I know that now. That's why I'm not going to Texas," he said, trying to assuage her.

"So you'll stay with us?"

"Yes. But I'm worried..." he sighed.

"What? What are you worried about?" Kelsey asked, the question being repeated almost verbatim by Amanda.

He swallowed deeply. "You gotta promise me this stays between us."

Kelsey gave him a puzzled frown. "Of course. What?"

"It's about Mel."

"Mel?" Amanda exclaimed. "What about her?"

"My hesitation's been because of her."

"What? I thought you wanted to go to L.A., just so that we could spend more time with her?" Kelsey said, feeling lost.

"Yeah, I did. Right up until..." he hung his head, clenching his teeth together.

Kelsey looked at him for several long moments. "Is it because she wouldn't let us come over right after graduation?" She'd called Melissa to ask if they could come over for a few weeks vacation, and Melissa had been really curt with her, saying it wasn't a good time, but that she'd see them when they'd start UCLA. Kelsey had been hurt over that for weeks, though eventually she figured her sister must have had a really good reason to turn them down like that.

He shook his head. "No, that's not it. Remember when ... when she left, after she'd come to visit you in the hospital?"

"Yeah?"

"Remember what she said to me at the airport?"

Both Kelsey and Amanda thought it over for a few moments, then Amanda said, "She said that she hadn't been joking when she'd tried to seduce you. She said that she really wanted you."

Damon nodded, his posture slumping.

"That's it?" Kelsey gasped. "That's what's been bothering you?"

"Yeah."

"To the point where you were even considering going to Texas?"

He nodded once, not saying anything.

"Why?!" she cried out. "I thought you'd love being able to hook up with her! Amanda said the two of you even talked about it!"

Damon raised his eyebrows at Amanda, and she shrugged apologetically. "I couldn't keep that a secret from her. I had to make sure she'd be okay with it first."

"Of course I'm okay with it," Kelsey replied. "I don't even understand why you both thought I'd have an issue with that to begin with."

"We figured it was sort of like a betrayal of you, since she looks so much like you."

"Oh please," Kelsey snorted. "She may look like me, but we're nothing alike personality-wise. It's not as if I'd be worried that you'd be moaning my name while having sex with her."

Damon and Amanda both looked at her funny for a second, then Kelsey added, "Besides, I'm much hotter than she is!"

It hung in the air for a second, then Damon and Amanda erupted in laughter.

"Hey! Don't either of you dare say anything different!" Kelsey grumbled.

"We wouldn't dare, Kel," Amanda grinned.

"Good! In any case, it still doesn't make any sense. Why wouldn't you want to have sex with her? She's pretty much said she wants to!" she asked her brother.

"Because of your accident," Damon said, his voice quiet.

"My accident? What does that have to do with Melissa?"

"Nothing. Everything," he sighed. "Your accident happened because of us getting involved with each other, Kel."

"No, it didn't!"

"Yes, it did. Please don't pretend otherwise. It happened because I'm an idiot, and ... well, anyways, I was worried about Mel. You know, about something happening to her too."

Amanda gave him a sympathetic look. "Didn't we bury this, and we swore we'd never bring it up again?"

"I know, but just because we buried it doesn't mean that I don't think about it. I'm just ... look, I can barely handle having sex with just you, Kel. It already makes my life so complicated that I can hardly think straight. I could never deal with having sex with both you and Mel. Something would happen, somewhere, that would cause serious shit."

Both girls gave him a long, pensive look. "I didn't know you were that worried about it," Kelsey finally said softly.

"Well..." He shrugged. "Sorry, but that's how it is."

Kelsey let out a deep sigh. "I'm sorry too."

"For what?"

She gave Amanda a guilty glance. "Once I'd woken up in the hospital, and I heard what had happened between you and her in your bed, I ... eh..."

Damon looked at her with raised eyebrows, his face radiating curiosity.

"I sort of encouraged her to tell you that she wanted you."

"You did?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because I thought you'd like it, and I figured it would help in getting you to decide to go to UCLA," Kelsey said sorrowfully. "I never realized it would have the exact opposite effect. I'm really sorry."

Damon shook his head. "It's alright, sis. Besides, I get the idea that Mel would've told me anyways, no matter if you'd encouraged her or not."

Kelsey's look was even. "It's pretty likely, yes."

He gave her a short kiss on her forehead. "That's what I figured, and that's what I was worried about."

"So with your delay in deciding where you were going to go ... you were basically trying to come up with a way to avoid her?"

"Yeah."

"That's just silly, Damon. First off, she'd be really pissed at you if you don't go to L.A., what happened earlier this summer notwithstanding. And I do mean pissed to the extent that she would literally fly to wherever you are and just beat your ass! Even if you two never do anything, she still wants you to come live closer to her and spend more time with her. Second, you do know you can just say no to her, right?"

He shook his head. "Yeah, because I've always been able to say no to you so well."

"Well, okay, that's true. But I'm a lot more adorable than she is," Kelsey grinned mischievously, holding up her finger before Amanda could say anything. Amanda just giggled instead.

"I love you, Kel," Damon said with a big laugh, shaking his head at his sister.

"I love you too, doofus. Okay, so, you were feeling this way when I wasn't sleeping with you two anymore, right?" Kelsey asked.

"Yeah."

"So how do you feel now? I mean, things have kinda changed again. Did it change how you feel about Mel?"

"I don't know," he sighed.

"What about you, Amanda?"

"I want to fuck her," Amanda said softly.

Kelsey turned to face her best friend, a huge grin on her face. "Wow. You have no doubts whatsoever, do you?"

"No. Just thinking about fucking Melissa, together with you, drives me insane," Amanda groaned.

Kelsey licked her lips as she reached behind Amanda's neck, drawing her friend close. Their mouths met, and they kissed deeply for several moments, with Damon just smiling at them.

"Damon?" Kelsey moaned after she let up from her kiss.

"Yeah?"

"If you decide you don't want to fuck Melissa, can Amanda still do it? With me?"

Damon looked at the two of them. Their longing was written in both their faces, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, she can. But you better make a goddamn video of it for me!" he grinned.

"No, but we will let you watch. I give it five minutes before you'd join in!" Kelsey said, sticking her tongue out at him.

"Five? I give him one!" Amanda said with a teasing smile.

The three of them laughed as they got closer and wrapped their arms around each other.

"So you're coming to UCLA with us?" Kelsey asked, enjoying being trapped between the two of them.

"Yeah, I will," he said. "If push comes to shove, and Melissa comes on to me, I can just sic you two on her, and you can both fuck her to shreds until she leaves me alone."

"Mmmm, that sounds yummy!"

"Are you sure, Damon?" Amanda asked happily.

"Yes baby. I'm never leaving you. Ever," he replied.

Amanda's shout of joy was wonderful, and Damon and Kelsey just intensified their hugs, smothering her with their love.

They just sat together for awhile in their combined hug before they went back to the front deck where the rest of their group was sunbathing and drinking cold beers.

"You ready to get going again?" Ryan asked once Damon and the two girls joined them. "I'll need some more help hoisting the sail."

"Yeah, that's fine," Damon replied. "How far is it to that island you were talking about?"

"I dunno. I guess another few hours or so, I'll have to check the GPS."

"That'll make it right around supper time," Siara said. "What did you plan on eating, love?"

He gave her a sharp grin. "That's what the fishing rods are for, honey."

"What?"

"You landlubbers better get to fishing if you want to eat!"

"Is he being serious?" Carynne asked.

"You bet that cute ass of yours I am," Ryan grinned. "C'mon, it's not that hard. Put some bait on your hooks, and see if you can catch something."

"And if we don't?"

"I guess we'll go hungry tonight," he said with a casual shrug.

"You have got to be bloody joking!" Siara complained.

"Nope, I'm not. Now, are you ever going to put those rods in the water, or are we going to sit here and hope the fish flop into the boat on their own?" Ryan asked while he got the sails ready to be hoisted again.

Damon laughed as he helped Ryan get the sails back up, while the girls gathered around the fishing rods with helpless expressions on their faces. "Are you serious about making them catch their dinner?" he asked.

"Sort of." Ryan shrugged. "I did bring food in case we don't catch anything, but nothing tastes as awesome as fresh fish grilled over an open fire, man."

"Judging by the way they're going, I think that fish isn't going to get caught for awhile," Damon grinned.

The girls had pulled one of the rods out of its holder, and were looking at it dubiously. They were busily discussing something amongst themselves, and finally Stacey turned to the two guys. "Ryan, where's the bait?"

"In that little cabinet underneath the bench. No, the next one!" Ryan replied, pointing at the cabinet in question.

Stacey bent forward, giving both guys a nice view of her curvy ass, and opened the cabinet. She rummaged through it for a few seconds before pulling out a small, covered plastic case. She pulled the top off and looked inside; then, she let out a loud shriek and dropped it, dumping the still living worms all over the deck.

"Hey, be careful with those! Those things are expensive!" Ryan grinned.

"You jerk!" Stacey yelled at him. "You could've warned me!"

"And miss your reaction? Not a chance, princess!"

She gave him a dark scowl as he and Damon finished rigging the sails. "Have you ever fished before?" Ryan asked Damon once they were done, and they both got down from the top of the cabin.

"A couple of times," Damon said.

"Go help those poor girls get some lines into the water while I see where we are, okay?"

Damon nodded and joined the girls on the rear deck, smiling as he saw them recoil from the slithering worms. He knelt down to quickly gather up the slimy critters, putting them back in the box. Once he was done with that, he grabbed one of the rods and impaled a worm onto its hook.

"That is so gross!" Carynne said, her face clearly showing her distaste.

"C'mon, stop complaining," Damon grinned. He threw the line into the water behind the boat, fortunately managing to avoid skewering one of the girls on the hook. "Kel, take this one."

"Okay," his sister said, not really sounding very sure of herself. Carynne quickly joined her, both their beautiful faces intent on the spinner.

"Right, just watch the spinner. If it goes down, yank on the pole," he explained.

Leaning in close, Amanda whispered in his ear, "I'm sure they'd rather yank on your pole."

He laughed at her joke even as he prepared the other rods. He quickly got two more put into the water, handing them over to Stacey and Siara. He was about to put the fourth one in when Ryan asked, "Hey man, you want to sail for a bit?"

"Ehh ... are you sure about that?" Damon asked uncertainly.

"Yeah, what could possibly happen? The ocean's calm, there's very little wind, and we're on course. Basically you just need to sit here and watch the GPS."

Damon shrugged. "Okay, sure." He joined Ryan at the wheel, listening to his friend explain what he needed to look for, then he sat down behind the big wheel. He casually steered it left and right, amazed at how easily it moved, and at the same time how little the boat's course changed because of it.

Ryan quickly got the fourth line put into the water, sitting down close to Siara and the girls so he could keep an eye on their rods as well.

Amanda, not having a fishing rod to entertain herself with, came to stand behind her boyfriend, wrapping her arms around him as she cozied up. He put his hand on her arm, squeezing it, loving the feel of her body pressed against his—especially since her breasts were naked, and her firm nipples were poking into his back.

"If you were wearing a uniform right now, captain, I'd just melt all over you," Amanda whispered in his ear.

"I'm sorry, honey, I left it in the laundry. Are my swimming trunks sexy enough for you?"

"I think they'll do," she grinned, teasingly letting her tongue run over his earlobe, loving his shivers of joy at the feeling.

"Oh God ... Ryan, help!" Siara squealed from behind them. They both quickly turned around, seeing her struggle with her fishing rod, its line dancing around in the water.

"You got one, babe!" Ryan said proudly. "Now just start hauling it in. Give the rod a good hoist, then quickly reel in your line!"

"You do it!"

"No, it's your fish. You gotta learn how to do it, Sia, it's not that hard."

She scowled at him for a moment before grimly setting about her task. She hoisted the fishing rod a few times, never really managing to get the line reeled in very far, before the line snapped, and the sudden lack of resistance caused her to stumble backwards, falling down on her ass on the deck.

"You okay?" Ryan asked, a big smile on his face.

"You utter ... buffoon!" Siara scolded him. "If you'd helped me, we would have had something to eat by now!"

"Relax, there's plenty more fish out here, I'm sure. Here, take my rod while I re-hook yours."

Ryan efficiently repaired Siara's broken line, casting it back out with a practiced throw. For a few minutes things were quiet, and Kelsey, Carynne and Stacey diverted their attention away from their rods so they could talk to each other.

"Stacey, you got one!" Ryan yelled suddenly.

Purely by accident, Stacey yanked back on the rod in surprise, and out in the water, a large, heavy fish jumped, the hook sunk deep in its mouth.

"Whoa, that's a big one! Get him, Stace!" Carynne chirped excitedly.

"I need help!" Stacey cried out.

All the girls quickly went over to Stacey, to help the tall blonde reel in the fish. After a few failed hoists and reels, they got the hang of it, and between the four of them they got the fish right outside the boat in short order. Ryan quickly grabbed it with a fisherman's net, bringing it on board.

The girls all kept their distance as the large fish flopped about on the deck.

"Oh my God, look at its teeth!" Kelsey said.

"Yep, it's a biter alright," Ryan grinned. "Just let it flop for awhile, it'll calm down in a bit."

"Are you just going to let it suffocate like that?" Carynne asked sadly.

Ryan shrugged. "It's either that or I smash it with something. Which would you prefer? We're gonna eat it, so it's gonna die anyways."

Carynne nodded halfheartedly before diverting her attention away from the dying fish. She never liked seeing any kind of animal in distress. It flopped around for a few more minutes, then it grew still.

"That's a ten pounder, at least. Looks like we'll eat well tonight," Ryan said, smiling at Stacey. "Well done, babe."

"Why, thank you! I had help from my three lovely assistants, though!" she said proudly. Kelsey, Carynne and Siara beamed at her, thrilled at their success.

"What kind of fish is that?" Damon asked, holding Amanda closely in his arms.

"I'm not sure," Ryan said. "Maybe a barracuda or something? I don't really care, as long as it's good to eat."

The girls went back to their rods, their spirits buoyed by their success, and Stacey even baited her hook herself before casting her line out again.

Damon and Amanda watched the fishing action for a few more minutes, after which they turned their attention back to the instrumentation panel. Not long after, Amanda knelt right beside him, a wicked grin on her gorgeous face. "So, tell me..."

"What?" he asked, smiling at her.

"Have you ever had boat head?"

He laughed out loud. "Boat head?"

"Well, what else would you call it?" she giggled. "Sea suck?"

"I like boat head better, I think," he grinned.

"I think you would too," she breathed sensually, her hand trailing over his crotch. His cock quickly started tenting out his swimming trunks. Teasing him until he was fully hard, she quickly pulled his trunks down, locking them in place underneath his balls. It caused his sack to be raised slightly, ready for her to lavish her attention on it, which she quickly did.

"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned at the feel of her tongue trailing over his balls. He curled his hand in her silky, golden locks, gently massaging her scalp while her tongue played with his orbs.

She licked and slurped eagerly, not missing a single spot as she lavished his balls. Her head was woozy at the thought that she was doing this in front of everyone, but she didn't really care anymore. She'd been out of her mind horny ever since he'd said he was going to UCLA with her and the girls, and she was going to get what she wanted: a big load of his cum.

She opened her eyes to stare deeply into his, loving how focused they were on her. She slowly started slurping upwards, trailing her tongue along the length of his wonderfully hard shaft. Right as she reached the top, she stopped, her tongue tickling the tip of his cockhead. He shuddered like crazy in his chair, a low moan in his throat. She knew what he wanted, and she was going to give it to him.

She threw a quick glance at her group of friends, seeing that both Carynne and Siara were watching her: Carynne with an eager grin; Siara with a look that was part astonishment, part absolute hunger.

"Do you want it?" she breathed, refocusing her eyes on her boyfriend.

"Yes..." he groaned. "Suck it, Amanda, please."

She didn't delay, instead lifting her head to where it was right above his pole. She opened her lips wide, placing them around the edge of his cock; then, she sank down in a smooth motion, taking nearly his entire cock inside her mouth in one single stroke.

"Shit, that feels so fucking good!" he panted, his cock twitching in her mouth.

She locked her lips at the base of his shaft, clamping down hard. Her tongue was caressing his hard dick in her mouth, and she kept that up even as she began to lift her head again, her tight lips sucking every single inch of his cock.

He almost had a seizure in his chair, the feeling of her mouth on his shaft obviously driving him crazy. She reached out with her right hand and cupped his balls, gently rolling and teasing them while continuing her upwards movement with her mouth. When she reached the end of his dick, she just let her mouth slide off with a loud 'plop, ' after which she gave him a beautiful grin.

He gave her a loving smile in return, wiggling his dick slightly in the hope of getting her mouth back on it. She giggled and quickly sank her mouth back onto his pole, gulping it all the way down again. She felt the head of his cock poke her throat, and she swallowed a few times to let it through, gulping it all the way inside.

As was always the case when she deepthroated him, he practically went nuts, locking both his hands in her hair and gripping her head tightly. He began to slowly slide his cock back and forth, fucking it into her mouth. She just relaxed her throat and let him, loving the way he took control over her in situations like those. Her lips were as tight as she could possibly make them around his shaft, and he moaned and shuddered at every stroke.

After a few more minutes of sucking, she let her mouth slide off his throbbing cock, giggling at his soft moan of disappointment. She knew that if she kept up, he'd shortly flood her mouth with his cum, and she wanted it somewhere else. She continued on with her tongue, trailing it across his stomach and those perfect abs of his, over his chest, onto his neck, his chin, and into his mouth. He practically raped her tongue with his lips, and his hands were pawing all over her; his fingers slid inside her bikini bottoms and quickly searched out her steaming pussy.

She groaned as he slid first one, then two fingers inside her, rapidly fingerfucking her.

"Damon, I wanna fuck," she moaned. She half expected him to object because of the others, but instead he almost tore her bikini bottoms down her legs. She was just able to kick them off one foot before he lifted her up and put her in his lap. His massively hard cock was stabbing her butt, and she giggled as he tried to align his swaying pole with her pussy. She reached down to grab his stiff dick, holding it still and guiding it towards her drenched slit.

As soon as he felt the touch of her pussy against his shaft, he let her go, and she moaned wantonly as his shaft slid in all the way. She squeaked when he bottomed out inside her; his cock was just a tiny bit too big for her, but she gladly endured the slight discomfort simply because it always felt so fucking good.

Her legs were dangling off the side of the chair, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned in closer to him, squeezing her body against his chest while whispering, "Take me. Fuck my brains out! Nail my cunt, please!"

He growled something unintelligibly, his strong hands lifting her by her ass, causing her pussy to squeeze and milk as it was slid upwards along the length of his wonderful cock. It almost screamed at her to go back down, and she bit her lip as she felt him go almost completely out of her before he dropped her onto his rampantly hard cock again.

"Oh God, yes!" she moaned. The feel of her cunt being forced open by his cock was so incredible that she felt her entire body shiver in delight because of it. She started to move her pelvis, grinding and thrusting her cunt up and down on his cock at a blistering pace. It took him a few seconds to adjust, but he finally caught up with her rhythm, timing his strokes to match hers.

The astonishing feel of his cock and her cunt working in tandem set fire to her brain. She squealed loudly as they savagely fucked each other. His hands were squeezing and pinching her ass, roughly lifting her and letting her fall, over and over, at a pace that was almost out of this world.

She loved it, loved the raw animalism that could overcome both of them, turning them into utter sex-maniacs. They didn't surrender to their deeper lusts that often, keeping it in check for just the special occasions, so that when it did happen it was oh-so-much-more enjoyable.

She bounced in his lap as he rammed her cunt, their bodies gliding against one another. Sweat was starting to break out from both of them, their insane pace rapidly overheating them, yet still they kept on.

His grip on her body relaxed slightly as he caused her to lean backwards. Her back hit the wheel, and his face lowered to her breasts, his tongue licking between her firm globes. Occasionally he'd lock his mouth on one of her nipples, sucking on it like it was the last source of nourishment on the planet.

Her cunt was absolutely on fire, and from within the deepest part of her being she felt her orgasm approach like a supernova. She opened her eyes, briefly confused by the scene in front of her—a boat and several people grinning at her; then, she recognized her friends, and she smiled at them. They each gave her a huge grin, their attention completely focused on her, having forgotten about their fishing rods.

As if it was a clock, his strokes counted down in her mind towards her climax. Ten, nine, eight ... She let out a long moan, her body tensing up as the initial stages of her climax began to build. The steering wheel poked her back, but she paid it no mind. Seven, six, five ... he continued to pound her, his groan now mixing with hers. She grabbed his hair with her hands, clenching her arms so tightly around his head it was a wonder it didn't pop. Four, three...

"Damon, I love you!" she screamed. Two...

"I love you too!" he roared, bucking underneath her like a wild stallion. One!

White light burst behind her eyes, and all her senses were drowned out under a rushing, terrifying avalanche of pure, unadulterated joy. Every neuron in her brain fired at once, and every muscle seemed to lock up, sending her body into a near-paralytic state. Her pussy absolutely exploded, and she was sure her scream could be heard all the way back in Nassau.

He drove his shaft inside her a few more times, ramming it straight through her clenching spasms; then, she felt his cock jump in her cunt, thick streams of his hot, creamy cum blasting deep inside her. His fingers clawed so roughly at her ass it felt like they were tearing chunks out of her, and she quickly leaned forward, locking her mouth on his neck, biting him hard.

"Oh God, fill my cunt! Fuck!" she groaned, her orgasm washing away all capacity for rational thought. He was cumming inside her over and over again, the feel of his thick, juicy semen splattering against her pussy walls driving her nuts.

Her cunt was gushing furiously too, and she knew she was absolutely soaking his him. She felt a brief pang of horny regret that she wasn't drowning Kelsey's face in it, but she knew there'd be plenty more orgasms for her to come.

She shuddered and twitched on top of her incredible boyfriend, who unbelievably was still cumming inside her. His cock deposited what must have been his tenth rope of cum in her eagerly milking cunt before he finally petered out with a loud, unbelieving groan.

One final, delicious twitch coursed through her before she finished too, and she slumped in his arms, resting her forehead against his broad shoulders. His head drooped sideways against hers, and they both sat there, panting and gasping for breath for what seemed an eternity.

"Are you still alive?" he finally asked, his voice hoarse and ragged.

"No," she moaned. "I'm in Heaven now, so I can't be."

He chuckled at that, giving her a soft kiss on her neck. She turned her head towards him, feeling her heart melt at that goofy smile of his. She gently put her lips against his, the two of them sharing a sweet, relaxing kiss.

"I love you, honey," he finally said. "That was incredible."

"I love you too. And yes, it was," she replied, her head soaring in the clouds. Her pussy was still twitching, and every twitch sent small rivulets of cum leaking out of her. She loved that trickling, gooey feeling. "I wish you could cum like this ten times a day."

"I'd be happy to try," he said, full of fake bravado.

"I don't want to kill you!"

"I can't think of a better way to go," he said softly. "In the arms of the woman that I love, while making love to her."

She giggled at him. "You're so sweet, but that wasn't making love. That was pure, insane fucking!"

"Semantics," he grinned.

She laughed happily. "Well, whatever we want to call it, thank you."

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

"So ... how are we going to face them?" she asked, having averted her eyes from her friends ever since her orgasm. She loved what she had done, but at the same time, she felt a bit of that old shyness well up inside her.

"How's this?" he asked as he stood up, easily lifting her with him. She let out a small squeak at the unexpected movement, but she fiercely clung to him, thrilled that his cock was still embedded in her sopping cunt.

He took a few steps, coming to stand in the middle of the rear deck, Amanda securely held in his arms. All their friends were standing there, with huge grins on their faces. For about five seconds, nobody said anything, then they all began to laugh.

"That was so awesome!" Carynne squealed. "Oh my God, I can't believe how hard you two were fucking each other!"

"I know! I'm so fucking jealous!" Stacey said. "Amanda, you lucky slut!"

Amanda just grinned at her friends, unconsciously tightening her grip on Damon's shoulders. While she wasn't averse to sharing him with Stacey, right then and there he belonged to her, and no one else.

Siara glanced at the rods out of the corner of her eye, then she suddenly yelped, "Kel, Carynne, you've caught something!"

The two girls looked at their rod for a brief moment before returning their attention to Damon and Amanda, who were still clinging to each other in everyone's midst. "I don't care, I'd much rather watch the two of them," Carynne said nonchalantly.

"I'll take care of it," Ryan said, quickly grabbing their rod and beginning to struggle with the fish he'd snagged.

Amanda and Damon both let out a simultaneous groan of disappointment as his cock finally deflated enough to slide out of her pussy. A large gush of their combined cum leaked out of her, further drenching his balls before it dripped down onto the deck.

"Fuck!" Carynne groaned. She quickly dropped to her knees in front of Damon, her tongue lathering all over his balls as she tried to suck up every drop of their juices. Once she was done cleaning Damon, her mouth trailed towards Amanda's pussy, licking the blonde goddess clean as well. Throughout it all, she was making loud moaning noises, obviously relishing the opportunity to drink their cum.

When she was done, Carynne got back up, a proud grin on her face. "All clean! Sorry, but I didn't want you leaking on the deck. Someone might have slipped on it!"

Everyone laughed at the wonderful sex-nymph. "Yeah, I'm sure that was it, Carynne!" Kelsey giggled. Her eyes betrayed her regret at not being able to join in, but obviously licking her brother's balls right in front of Siara and Ryan would be taking things a bit too far.

"I can't believe how open you guys all are with each other," Siara said, her eyes wide.

"You don't mind, do you?" Carynne asked.

Siara quickly shook her head. "No, no, I adore it! It's amazing! It's just not what I'm used to."

"We'll get you used to it pretty quickly."

"I'm sure you will, Caryn ... Cary ... Carynne," Siara said. "Oh bother! Why don't you have a cutesy nickname?"

"What do you mean?" Carynne asked.

"Well, Kelsey's Kel, and Stacey's Stace, and even I'm Sia to you guys now. Why don't we call you something like that as well?"

"We've tried," Kelsey said, coming to stand beside her girlfriend. "Both for her and Amanda. But Amanda hated it when we called her 'Manda, so we stopped that pretty quickly. And as for Carynne, well, there's really nothing to shorten it to."

"Nope, it's 'cause I'm so unique!" Carynne grinned.

"Oh yeah, that's it," Kelsey said teasingly. "I guess we could just call you Car. How's that?"

"Car? Car ... car ... hmmm," Carynne said, obviously not thrilled at the idea.

"How about an actual car name? What about Jag?" Damon grinned teasingly at his slender friend. He slowly let Amanda down, as his arms were starting to ache slightly from keeping her up.

"What about Ford?" Amanda giggled, to the obvious amusement of her friends.

"Hey! I'm not just any old car! If you're gonna do that, then at least call me something cool, like Ferrari or Lamborghini!" Carynne objected. "Ooooh! How about 'Lambo?!' I could go with Lambo!"

Kelsey got a huge smile on her face as she looked at her girlfriend. "Lambo, whatever!" she pooh-poohed. "Lesbo is more like it!"

Carynne's beautiful, black eyes glittered in the sunlight. "Is that right?"

Before Kelsey could respond, Carynne pushed her back, carelessly dumping her onto one of the leather-cushioned benches. Kelsey's legs flailed into the air, and Carynne caught them before they could go anywhere, draping them across her shoulders while she sank to her knees in front of Kelsey.

"I'll show you a lesbo!" the petite beauty said while flashing a naughty grin. She quickly slid her hands inside Kelsey's bikini bottoms, tugging them aside until they were halfway around her lover's amazing ass. Kel's pussy was exposed right in front of her, glistening moistly.

Carynne trailed her middle finger over Kelsey's drenched slit, tickling her clit. "Wow, you're already soaked!" she marveled.

"Watching Damon and Amanda fuck got me so horny," Kelsey admitted, her voice husky.

"I can tell," Carynne said, suddenly sliding her finger deep inside Kel's cunt. "So what do you want, baby?"

Kelsey let out a long whimper of delight as her pussy got invaded. "Make me cum. Please!"

"Hmmm, I dunno. You were being very mean to me. I'm not sure I should just let you cum merely because you feel like it," Carynne said lightly. She let her finger sit in Kelsey's pussy for a few moments before she started sliding it in and out, secretly loving the way Kel's cunt pulled and tugged on it. She gave her girlfriend a big grin, then she bent forward and locked her mouth on that juicy slit.

"Oh God, Carynne!" Kelsey moaned. Her body was shuddering at the teasing treatment of her cunt, and she was already losing herself to that delicious feeling inside her.

Carynne let her tongue flash out, rapidly flicking it against Kelsey's clit. She deeply breathed in the delicious scent of her girlfriend's cunt, loving when Kel was so excited, while she casually inserted another finger inside that most wonderful of all pussies.

Kelsey was squirming and writhing on the couch as her cunt got teased. She brought her hands to her breasts, cupping and roughly squeezing them. Her nipples were hard as rocks from her excitement, and she rubbed her thumbs over them, hissing at the waves of delight it sent soaring through her.

She looked around through nearly closed eyes, seeing that everyone was staring at the two of them. Ryan had completely forgotten about his fishing rods, and he was sporting a huge bulge in his swimming trunks from seeing the two girls going at it. Siara was biting her lip as she watched, surreptitiously squeezing her legs together, presumably in an effort to stimulate her own delectable cunt. Stacey had snuck in right between them, her right arm wrapped around Siara's shoulder. She was gently massaging the British beauty's neck, occasionally pulling her closer for a kiss, while her left hand started tugging on Ryan's cock, right through his trunks.

Amanda and Damon, meanwhile, had sat down on one of the benches quite near her, and Amanda was hungrily sucking Damon's cock, obviously trying to get him hard again.

Kelsey closed her eyes, loving that everyone was going to be having sex. Her mind melted at the idea of a huge orgy, and her pussy sent out an unmistakable demand that it wanted cock sometime soon. She tried to think of how to get Damon alone so she could fuck him without Ryan or Siara noticing, but she was too horny to be able to formulate a plan, and Carynne's insistent playing with her pussy wasn't helping any.

Carynne stuffed yet another finger inside Kelsey's cunt, grinning at the tremors of desire that rippled through her luscious playmate. She was hungrily lapping at Kel's pussy, which was already so wet that she could taste that incredible pussy juice, and her fingers were pumping rapidly, trying their best to make Kel cum.

"Sia," Kelsey groaned as she convulsed on the couch under Carynne's expert skills.

"Y-Yes?" Siara replied, her voice stuttering from her own excitement.

"Come here, please?" Kelsey asked, her tone almost begging.

Siara gave a quick look at Ryan, who just nodded, a big grin on his face—though that grin might have also been from the fact that Stacey had pulled his cock out and was now enthusiastically jerking him off.

The British girl swallowed loudly when she approached the pairing of Carynne and Kelsey, her heart thudding at the sight in front of her. Her pussy twitched at the mere thought of someone shoving three fingers inside it.

Kelsey opened her eyes as she came closer, giving her a gorgeous smile. "Get naked for me?"

Siara just nodded, quickly stepping out of her bikini bottoms and leaving them crumpled on the deck. She threw a quick glance behind her, seeing Stacey kneeling in front of her boyfriend, fervently sucking on his cock. Her eyes met his, and she gave him a questioning look.

"Go on, do it," he said to her, smiling encouragingly. When he saw her hesitate, he added, "I want to watch you fuck her!"

She gave him a lustful smile, both delighted and at the same time terrified that he'd told her to go play with Kelsey and Carynne. She felt a little jealous twitch in her pussy at the thought of Stacey getting his cum, but she quickly pushed those thoughts aside. Stacey had made her cum so many times the night before that she knew she had absolutely no reason to complain.

She approached the two eagerly fucking girls, smiling broadly when she saw how wet Kelsey's pussy already was.

"What do you want, Kel?" she asked, her knees trembling.

"Whatever you want to do to me," Kelsey moaned. "I just want you to join us."

Carynne took a brief pause from eating Kelsey's pussy to smile Siara. "Kel wants you to take charge, remember? Just do whatever you want. She loves all of it, don't you, baby?" As if to lend truth to her words, Carynne slipped a finger inside Kelsey's ass, causing Kel to let out a long, whimpering groan.

Siara felt her head get woozy at the thought of the incredible brunette being so submissive. She knelt beside Carynne, throwing her a questioning glance.

Carynne nodded, moving aside a little to make space for Siara to join in the assault on Kel's delectable holes. Kelsey helped by moving her left leg off Carynne's shoulder and draping it over Siara's. Siara quickly scooted forward, until she was just inches away from Kelsey's wonderfully soaked cunt.

"Did Stace teach you what to do with a pussy?" Carynne asked bluntly, a wicked grin on her face.

Siara blushed a scarlet crimson, throwing another glance behind her at Stacey and her boyfriend. The two of them had sat down on one of the benches, and Stacey was already hard at work riding Ryan's cock, bouncing herself up and down with wild abandon. Siara returned her attention to Carynne and Kel, and she nodded. "Yes."

"Then do it," Carynne sighed. "Trust me, you've never tasted anything as delicious as Kelsey."

Kelsey moaned at her lover's words, scooting down a little as if she was impatient to feel the touch of Siara's tongue.

Siara closed her eyes, her heart racing a thousand beats per second. She moved her face closer to Kelsey's slit, her nostrils being filled with Kel's wonderful scent. She flinched for a second when her nose touched that drenched little cunt, but she quickly locked her mouth onto Kelsey's pussy.

Her tongue flashed out and drew a slow, teasing line across it, and she couldn't help but grin when she felt Kelsey's delighted shudder. Her mind was flooded with images and feelings of when she'd ground herself off on Kel's face in the dressing room the other day, and suddenly she wanted nothing more than to return the favor to this unbelievable sweetheart.

Siara placed her lips on Kelsey's delightfully hard clit, teasingly sucking it. She felt Carynne's finger still pumping away in Kel's cunt, and she joined a finger to the three that were already in there. Kelsey practically quivered off the couch, and Siara quickly placed a hand on her tummy to keep her in place.

"Do you like that, love?" she asked sweetly. Kelsey didn't respond, so she repeated her question, her grin becoming as wicked as Carynne's.

"Yes!" Kelsey moaned. "You two are driving me nuts! Fuck me, please! Eat my cunt, finger my ass, make me cum!"

"There's plenty of room in her ass for some more fingers," Carynne suggested naughtily. Her black eyes were ablaze with desire as she watched Siara go to work on her lover. She'd seen Stacey and Amanda fuck Kelsey hundreds of times before, of course, but there was something truly delectable about watching the inexperienced British girl doing it.

Siara just nodded, removing her free hand from Kel's tummy and tickling Kel's pussy with it. She rubbed it through Kel's soaked slit for a few moments, getting her fingers wet, then she placed two of them right beside Carynne's at the entrance to Kelsey's ass.

Carynne grinned at her, adding another finger of her own. The two brunettes stared at each other for a moment, both of them smiling, before they pushed their fingers inside.

"Uhm, fuck!" Kelsey hissed at the sudden stuffing of her ass. Unlike Carynne's small fingers, Siara's were long, and the addition of two of them in her butt made it feel like she was being forced open. Her pussy gushed a small trickle of juice, which Siara swiftly sucked into her mouth.

"Oh my, she tastes wonderful!" Siara moaned as the thick, clear nectar oozed across her tongue.

"Uh-huh, I told you so," Carynne said with a knowing smile. "Now let's make her cum. I want to watch her drown you in it!"

Siara gulped and nodded. An image of her own face drenched in a girl's cum floated in front of her, and it nearly shut her brain down. She'd only ever squirted on a few people herself, Kelsey and Ryan being two of them, but she'd never been the recipient of it. Her cunt twitched hungrily at the thought. "What do we do?"

"Pound her. She loves having her holes plowed," Carynne groaned. As if to illustrate her words, she started pistoning her fingers in both Kel's holes. Siara joined in just a second later, and their combined fingers drove rapidly in and out of Kelsey's pussy and ass.

Without needing to be told, Siara lowered her face back to Kelsey's cunt, locking her mouth on whatever parts of the gorgeous beauty's pussy she could get to. She lapped and licked like she was addicted to it, trying to drive her tongue inside right beside the fingers.

Kelsey's legs began to clench on both girls' shoulders, a clear indication that she was getting close to her climax. Carynne doubled her intensity, her fingers absolutely thrusting into Kel's holes, and again Siara matched her.

"Oh my God!" Kel suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs, a long, drawn-out wail that lasted for what seemed like minutes. Her body trembled and actually jumped at the delicious torture inflicted by the combined fingers and tongue, and her back arched as her orgasm came over her.

Kelsey's first squirt was obstructed by the fingers jammed deep inside her pussy, and the clear liquid burst out along every small crevice it could find, small trickles of it spraying over Carynne and Sia. Carynne yanked her fingers out of Kel's cunt with a wild grin, pulling Siara's along with it, and Kelsey's second gush shot out like it was launched from a fire hose, hitting Siara square in the face.

Siara's expression of stunned lust was adorable, but before Carynne could say anything, Sia pressed her face almost flush against Kel's slit, and she moaned in abandon at every following squirt that hit her.

"Drink it, baby!" Carynne hissed, pushing her face right up against Siara's and nibbling on Sia's earlobe. "Drink all her juice!"

Siara didn't say anything, instead just groaning her agreement as she licked, sucked and slurped every single drop of cum from Kelsey's incredible cunt.

Kelsey was still quivering like she was having a seizure, her eyes closed at the overwhelming power of her orgasm. She felt a pair of lips being pushed against her mouth, and she quickly returned the kiss, knowing instinctively it was Amanda who was kissing her. She tried to wrap her arm around Amanda's neck, but the strength had completely fled her body, and it just flopped limply onto the couch.

A few more small squirts oozed out of her pussy before Kelsey just slumped into oblivion with a deep, satisfied groan.

"Let me see!" Carynne hissed at Siara, turning her friend to face her. "Oh, wow!"

Siara's face was totally drenched in Kelsey's cum. Even Amanda, who had seen Kelsey cum hundreds of times, and had been the recipient of those delicious squirts many times over, was stunned at just how much juice Kelsey had blasted onto Siara's face. Her hair was drenched, and small rivulets of cum were dripping down her neck, over her breasts and down her tummy. Her breasts were glistening, also totally covered in Kelsey's juices, and Sia had her eyes closed, presumably to try to keep the cum from entering them.

Amanda and Carynne both had the same thought, and their tongues flashed out as they leaned closer, hungrily licking Kelsey's syrup off Sia's face. Siara moaned in delight at the feeling, and her own tongue happily wrestled with the girls', trying to nick as much cum from them as she could.

The three made out for awhile, until Sia's face was finally both cleaned from Kel's cum and covered in Carynne's and Amanda's saliva. They grinned at one another with wicked smiles, then they turned their attention back to Kelsey.

"Kel, honey?" Carynne said sweetly. "You awake?"

Kelsey just moaned something unintelligible. She had her eyes closed still, and other than her rapid breathing, she lay absolutely motionless.

"Is she alright?" Siara asked, a worried tone in her voice.

"Yeah, don't worry," Amanda grinned. "When she cums this hard, she's always out of it for a little while. In a few minutes she'll get up and just kiss you to death."

The three of them laughed at the small smile that played over Kelsey's lips, evidence that she was well aware what they were saying, even if she lacked the strength to actually do something.

"So? Did you like it?" Carynne asked Siara.

"Oh bloody hell! That was ... it was..." Siara stuttered, trying to find the words. "It was fucking marvelous!"

"Yep," Carynne said, nodding her head knowingly. "Maybe later, you and Kel can spray over Amanda and me?"

Siara blushed softly, though she had an expectant look on her face. "I'd love to!"

Carynne smiled at her before turning her attention to Amanda. "Hey baby!"

"Hi!" Amanda said with a beautiful smile. "I didn't mean to steal all your cum, but when I saw Kel go off like that, I just had to join in."

"Awww, I love sharing with you, you know that!" Carynne said sweetly. The two of them met for a brief kiss, both of them loving being able to have sex with each other again.

"Yes, cum in me!" Stacey's voice echoed over the boat, and the three girls quickly turned around, seeing Stacey riding Ryan's cock in a reverse cowgirl. His hands were tightly grabbing her hips, and he absolutely slammed his pole inside the tall blonde's cunt. Stacey's tits were bouncing lewdly under the force of his thrusts, and she leaned her head back and squealed as she thundered over the edge into her own climax.

"Fuck!" Ryan growled, his body tensing up and his cock jumping inside Stacey's cunt as he began to blast his seed inside her.

"Oh yum! Excuse me, girls," Siara moaned, quickly moving towards the fucking couple. She patiently waited until Ryan had finished emptying his balls inside Stacey's cunt; then, she pulled his rapidly softening cock out and locked her mouth on Stacey's slit. With a few hungry slurps and groans, she began drinking her boyfriend's cum out of the tall blonde's cunt, to Stacey's obvious joy.

"Boy, she's turning into a real cumslut, isn't she?" Carynne grinned.

"With you and Stacey teaching her, that's not really surprising, is it?" Amanda teased.

Carynne just chuckled, giving Amanda another deep kiss. After that, she looked around, trying to find Damon. She saw him back at the wheel of the boat, though he was repeatedly looking over his shoulder at the action going on. "Is he done for the day?" she asked, unable to keep the disappointment out of her voice.

"No," Amanda grinned. "I got him hard again, and he's more than ready. He just needed to make sure our course was still correct, and I figured one of you two might want to have a go at him."

"I'd love to," Kelsey said softly from behind the two of them, having recovered from her orgasm. She dropped to her knees right between them, giving both girls a big kiss on their cheeks. "But I don't know if I'm ready for Ryan and Siara to know about us yet."

"With the way that we're sharing stuff, and the way I join in with you two, they might have already guessed, you know?" Amanda said seriously.

Kelsey nodded. "Yeah, but I'd like to be cautious, anyways. I love Siara, and I don't want to freak her out; she already seemed quite shocked that I'd call my own brother a hunk. Somehow I don't think that she'd handle the idea that we're fucking each other senseless all that well."

Amanda nodded her agreement. "You're probably right."

"Kel?" Carynne asked, her voice soft and full of longing.

"Yeah baby?"

"If you don't want to fuck Damon, can I?"

"Of course!" Kelsey said with a wide grin. "Make sure he can't walk anymore afterwards, okay?"

Carynne giggled naughtily. "You got it!"

Amanda laughed. "I'll go tell him to report for duty!" She got up and walked back over to Damon, offering to take his spot at the wheel so he could entertain Carynne. His grin was positively joyous as he looked at the petite beauty, nodding eagerly.

"Big surprise there!" Kelsey laughed. "He can't wait to get at that sexy little body of yours!"

Carynne shrugged innocently. "Hey, I can't help being so hot."

"No, that's true, but I love that you are anyways," Kelsey whispered, giving Carynne a quick kiss.

"There was something else ... I wanted to ... eh..."

"What?" Kelsey asked, putting her hand on Carynne's arm. "C'mon sweetie, you know you can tell me."

"You remember that fantasy I told you about?"

"Which one?" Kelsey grinned. "I must have heard at least a hundred of your fantasies. What was that last one again? You wanted to get your hands on the entire University of Oregon's cheer team, wasn't it?"

Carynne gave her a warm smile. "Well, yeah, but so do you!"

Kelsey just nodded. "I'm not denying that. So which fantasy are we talking about?"

"The one about two boys..." Carynne said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kelsey looked at her in confusion for a few moments, then she nodded in remembrance. "Oh, that one!"

Carynne actually blushed, and Kelsey's heart beat faster at just how much in love with her slender girlfriend she was. "So you want to fuck Damon and Ryan both, hmmm?" she asked.

"Yes ... can I?"

"You'd have to ask Ryan, I think?"

"Well, yeah, but I want to make sure that you'd be okay with him fucking me. If you're not, just let me know, and I'll forget about the whole thing right now. You know I'd never do anything to hurt you."

"I know," Kelsey said, wrapping her arms around Carynne and hugging her girlfriend tightly. "But I'm okay with it."

"Really?"

Kelsey's voice turned husky. "Yes. I can't blame you for wanting to fuck Ryan."

Carynne looked into her eyes. "You want to fuck him too, don't you?" she asked with sudden insight.

Kelsey just nodded, feeling herself blush slightly. "He's so hot. In some ways he's exactly like Damon, but he's just so ... I dunno, such a stud. I love how he always simply takes control of a situation. I bet he's exactly the same way in bed, and just thinking about that really turns me on."

"So why don't we both fuck him then?" Carynne asked eagerly. "I know Siara wouldn't mind, not after what she just did."

Kelsey shook her head. "Damon would freak out like crazy, and I don't want to hurt him."

"I thought he was over that jealousy of his?"

"For you, sure. He loves watching me get destroyed by another girl, but that's just the boy in him that loves watching girls go at it. With another guy, I doubt he'd be anywhere near as cool with it."

"Really?"

"I'm pretty sure, yeah. Have you noticed how both of them have stayed away from the other's girlfriend? Ryan will flirt with Stacey, and you, and sometimes even me, but he's never done anything but smile at Amanda. And the same goes for Damon and Siara."

Carynne frowned. "That's just retarded! We're all having tons of fun together, why does there always have to be this dumb territorial bullshit between guys?"

"I don't know. I guess it's in their genes or something."

"God, they're so irritating! Stupid boys and their stupid genes!"

"They do have something you want, though," Kelsey grinned. "Big, hard cocks."

Carynne bit her lower lip. "Yeah."

"You want them to both fuck you at the same time, don't you?" Kelsey said sensually, her mouth just half an inch away from Carynne's ear.

"Yeah..."

"Up your pussy and your ass," Kelsey breathed. "At the same time. Two cocks inside you."

"Yes!" Carynne hissed. "Fuck, I'm so fucking horny, and just thinking about it drives me nuts!"

"Go do it," Kelsey encouraged.

"You sure?"

"Yes. But after they've fucked you like that, I want you to tell me exactly how it felt. Every single stroke, while you stuff both my holes."

Carynne nodded quickly. She gave Kelsey a deep, lingering kiss; then, she got up, almost running over towards Damon and Amanda, who were making out behind the boat's wheel. She felt a tingle in her tummy when she saw that they were both naked, and she discarded her own bikini bottoms in a flash, teasingly trailing her finger through her cunt while hissing at how utterly soaked she was.

"Hey," she interrupted the kissing couple, practically dying with impatience to be filled with two rock-hard cocks.

"Hi!" Amanda smiled at her.

"Can I borrow your boy toy, please?" Carynne moaned.

Kelsey came up behind her. "She's really eager for cock!"

"Yes!"

"What are you gonna do to him?" Amanda asked, playing it up just to tease Damon.

"I want both him and Ryan to fuck me at once!" Carynne blurted out.

"You mean ... in your mouth and pussy?" Damon asked haltingly.

"No, in my pussy and my ass!" Carynne mewled. The heat was rising inside her, and her cunt was so wet that its desire threatened to overwhelm her completely. She was mere inches from mounting Damon right in his chair.

Damon's eyes nearly fell out of their sockets, which made Amanda give him a teasing smirk. "Come on, you know you'd love to!" she grinned. "I've seen your porn."

"He does love that," Kelsey added. "I've watched him jerk off to it!"

"Yeah, but watching it and doing it are two different things," he objected. "I'm not all that thrilled about the idea of rubbing against another guy's junk!"

"Damon, please?" Carynne begged.

"Why don't you do it standing up?" Amanda suggested. "She's slender enough that the two of you can carry her forever. Just put her between you two while you're standing, and you can fuck her to pieces without ever getting really near each other."

Damon gawked at his girlfriend in disbelief, but his badly throbbing cock betrayed how excited he was at the idea. Amanda smirked at him, jerking her hand up and down his shaft a few times and spreading his still slowly oozing cum around with her thumb.

"Please?" Carynne asked again, her gorgeous eyes wide open as she stared at him with a pleading look. She almost looked as if she was about to cry.

He scraped his throat and nodded.

"Yes!" Carynne grinned, her demeanor changing instantly. She turned around and ran over to the other side of the boat where Ryan, Siara and Stacey were talking to each other.

"Shit! That was all just an act, wasn't it?" he asked Amanda.

"Of course it was. I've told you before that you need to be careful of her, especially now that she's dating Kelsey," Amanda said impishly. "Kel knows exactly how to push your buttons, and I'm sure she's explained it to Carynne by now."

"Yup!" Kelsey said with a happy grin.

He grinned as he shook his head. "I've been had."

"Oh whatever! You were going to fuck her anyways, so stop playing so hurt!" his sister smirked, punching him in the shoulder.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, Amanda?" he asked sincerely.

She nodded. "I'm fine. Go fuck her, she deserves it."

He swallowed once more, then got up out of the captain's chair. His cock was like a flagpole in the wind, throbbing like crazy, and he had to admit he felt a secret thrill at the thought of stuffing Carynne with his cock.

Amanda put a hand on his arm. "I want you to take her ass and just destroy it," she hissed.

He nodded wordlessly, staring at his luscious girlfriend with something resembling disbelief.

"After you've cum inside her, I'm going to suck your cum out of her ass!" she added.

"Oh God!" he moaned.

Amanda just grinned at him, after which she slapped him on the butt. "Now go!"

He walked towards his friends at the back of the boat, painfully aware of how his hard cock preceded him like a battering ram.

Ryan and Siara nodded at each other, to Carynne's obvious delight, and she quickly pulled Ryan to his feet. Stacey and Siara quickly went over to join Kelsey and Amanda at the wheel, while Carynne led both guys towards the middle of the rear deck.

Ryan and Damon looked at each other, a little unsure of themselves. Neither had ever done anything like this before, and they both felt nervous.

Carynne, of course, was showing no nerves whatsoever. She dropped to a squat, wrapping her small hands around their cocks, quickly starting to jerk them off. She alternated sucking them into her mouth, moaning as they fucked her face in response.

Ryan especially loved slamming his cock in the gorgeous nymph's mouth, groaning as his balls banged against her chin. Strings of saliva were oozing down her chin, but Carynne never once stopped to gasp for breath, instead just sucking and licking his cock throughout his eager slamming.

"Okay, you ready?" Ryan finally asked, after his cock had been sucked to an angry purple by Carynne's amazing mouth.

"Yes!" the brunette beauty hissed, quickly getting back up to her feet. She almost purred at the sight of the two swimmers, each an easy foot taller than her, with their smoking hot bodies and well-toned muscles. Her pussy was simply leaking in anticipation.

"You?" Ryan asked Damon.

"Yeah." Damon nodded. "You pick her up and ... and put it in her pussy."

Ryan gulped, throwing a look at his girlfriend. Siara and Stacey had wasted no time fooling around with Kelsey and Amanda; Sia and Kel were 69'ing each other, while Amanda had put Stacey on her knees on the captain's chair and was hungrily eating her pussy from behind, to Stacey's obvious delight.

Ryan returned his attention to Carynne and bent down slightly as he moved in front of her.

Carynne didn't wait for him, instead jumping straight into his arms. He quickly caught her and cupped her ass to hoist her up. He was surprised at just how little she weighed, probably no more than a buck-ten, maybe a buck-fifteen if he had to guess. He loved how tight her ass felt in his hands, and her firm tits were already pressing against his chest.

He looked in her eyes, seeing the joy inside them. He couldn't help but marvel at just how fucking gorgeous she really was, with her exquisite face and that incredible, tanned body. She was truly what people were thinking of when they thought of a 'fucktoy.'

She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss, right as he placed her above his shaft. Her tongue slipped inside his mouth, and at the same time he drove his cock inside her cunt. He was half worried that he'd tear her in half, what with how petite she was, but he slipped inside easily, groaning at the amazing feel of her cunt enveloping his pole.

"Mmmm, yeah!" she groaned as he slid his cock inside as far as he could. He wasn't able to go completely inside her, but a good three quarters of his cock were swallowed by her fantastic little cunt. She humped up and down in his arms a few times, getting used to the size of his shaft, then she gave Damon a teasing look over her shoulder.

"Fuck my ass!" she breathed sensually.

Damon stepped forward, his hard pole held in his fist. Fortunately he and Ryan were almost the same height, and Carynne's tight little hole was easily accessible. He prodded carefully, trying to find her ass without going too far and bumping his dick against Ryan's—neither one of them wanted to be that good a pair of friends.

Carynne, apparently impatient with Damon's somewhat clumsy fumbling, reached down beneath her and grabbed his cock. Guiding it towards her asshole, she gave him a look that was so full of desire that he was surprised he didn't just blow his load right there and then.

He shoved forward, grunting as he felt his cock slip inside Carynne's ass. It had been a long time since he'd last fucked her ass, but it was every bit as fucking amazing as he remembered. He had to admit to himself that Amanda had been right: He had missed her ass!

"Fuck yes!" Carynne hissed in absolute joy as two cocks drove inside her holes for the very first time in her life. She'd seen it in porn a few times and had always had this deep-seated fantasy of having it done to her, but she'd never felt comfortable enough with two guys to have them fuck her like that. She purred as she felt Ryan's and Damon's cocks drive deeply inside her body, and her mind was roaring with excitement.

For Damon and Ryan, the feeling was somewhat different, at least at first. They drove their cocks inside the beautiful brunette at will, but they flinched almost every time they felt the other's shaft through the small membrane between her pussy and her ass. Carynne also moved herself up a bit every time one of them thrust inside her, causing the other to have to go up on his toes just to be able to slide his dick back in.

After a few minutes of somewhat unsuccessful rutting, Ryan shook his head. "It looks so easy when those porn guys do it, doesn't it?"

Damon grinned at him. "Yeah."

Carynne giggled at both of them. "I think you're doing just fine! Keep going, please!" she purred. Her pussy and ass were on fire, and she was getting quite close to cumming. Listening to her four friends going at it near the wheel wasn't exactly quieting down her desire either. Stacey especially was screaming as Amanda licked and fingered both her holes, her voice easily drowning out the booms of the sound system.

"Sorry babe, but at this rate it'll be dark before I cum," Ryan said apologetically.

"Oh no, that sounds just awful!" Carynne grinned. She lewdly wiggled her ass around, loving how they both moaned as she milked their cocks.

"We need to try to stay in rhythm," Damon suggested. "I go in, you go out, something like that."

Ryan nodded. "Yeah, let's try that."

"Yes, let's!" Carynne said eagerly.

Ryan and Damon both laughed at her, then they tentatively started fucking her again. Slowly at first, they gradually increased their pace, their cocks sliding smoothly in and out of Carynne's amazing fuckholes. There were a few bumps in rhythm at first, but they ironed those out too before long, and after several minutes they were thrusting inside the little fuck-goddess like their lives depended on it.

"Oh shit, yes! Fuck me!" Carynne wailed, her body being savaged by the two big cocks. She had her eyes closed, and she was completely losing herself in the incredible sensation. Because of the angle, Ryan's cock was rubbing against her clit on almost every stroke, and she was going absolutely insane.

Damon reached around her to grab her firm tits and squeeze them, rolling her inch-long nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Ryan bent down and started sucking on her neck, and the assault on her body from all the different angles was finally too much for her to resist any longer.

"Jesus, I'm gonna cu... !" Carynne screamed. Her breath deserted her before she was able to utter the last word, and her body shattered in her orgasm. Her cunt and ass clenched so hard on both guys' cocks that she was certain she would just snap them off, and she threw her head back, leaning it against Damon's shoulder as her climax roared through her.

"Yeah, cum for us, you little slut!" Damon whispered in her ear, grinning as he saw just how hard she was exploding on his cock. He kept driving his shaft inside her ass, loving how that delectably tight hole tugged and squeezed, and her body's throes of joy rippled through him as well.

Ryan had exactly the same idea, also continuing his thrusts inside Carynne's pussy, though he had to struggle against her wildly clenching cunt trying its best to force him out. Her juices were running along his shaft and balls, and he laughed as she bucked and shivered in his arms.

The continued thrusts and shoves into her holes gave Carynne no time to recover whatsoever, and before she knew what was even happening, her body simply came again.

"Oooh!" she wailed as a fresh set of tremors went off inside her. All thoughts and sensations were swept from her mind, and her entire consciousness shrank until it was just her pussy and ass—and those two huge, savage, wonderful cocks that were plundering her.

Her strength left her, and she flopped limply in Ryan's arms. She'd never felt so utterly helpless, and at the same time, so utterly fucking horny as she did right then and there. All she could do was take the guys' rampant fucking, unable to make them stop even if she wanted to. It was an absolutely delicious feeling.

She gasped for breath as her climax ended, and though her body shrieked at her to make them stop, she purposely kept her lips sealed. She never wanted the feeling to end, and she groaned and whimpered at every thrust from those amazing shafts fucking her holes. Her entire body was overrun with hormones, and she felt as if she was floating in a sea of cum. She tried to say something, to spur them on to fuck her harder, but her body plummeted off the edge again, and it was all she could do to mewl weakly while yet another orgasm roared through her.

Grinning at each other, Damon and Ryan high-fived proudly, loving how they were utterly devastating the little goddess. Her tightly squeezing holes were driving them both crazy, and they were sawing into her pussy and ass like men possessed.

A few feet away, Kelsey and Siara had joined Amanda in driving Stacey nuts. Stacey lay on her back on the deck, with Amanda between her legs, eating her cunt, while Kel and Sia were both being fingered by her. The sight of the four girls fucking each other just made the guys that much more crazy, especially when Sia began to squirt all over Stacey's face, soon followed by Kelsey. Stacey laughed happily as two pussies drowned her, their combined juice practically making her bathe in cum.

Damon was the first to feel himself start to lose it. He put his hands on Carynne's hips, gripping her hard, then began absolutely slamming his cock inside that utterly perfect asshole. Like so many months before, he again marveled at how incredibly tight her ass felt around his cock, and yet at the same time how easily it accommodated him. His balls bounced wildly on every single stroke as he mindlessly drove himself on.

Ryan had increased his pace as well, almost tearing Carynne's pussy apart. He felt a brief pang of worry about how hard he was fucking her, but his desire and the fact that she was just cumming over and over again made him ignore it.

All three of them were sweating profusely, and Carynne's body started to become quite slippery as a result. Both guys increased their grip on her, making sure she stayed in place while they utterly fucked her to pieces.

Carynne was a wreck. Orgasms kept exploding inside her so rapidly that she couldn't even differentiate between them anymore, and her entire being was simply drowned in one long, continuous cum. It was only at the vaguest level that she was even aware of the increased pace by both her lovers.

"Yeah!" Damon grunted, feeling that familiar tingle start up again. "I'm gonna cum in your ass!"

The slender goddess didn't even respond, instead just moaning as the two guys sawed into her holes like wanton savages.

Damon's cock felt harder and thicker than ever. He relentlessly drove himself in and out of her ass, the glowing delight in his shaft spreading to every part of his body.

"Oh fuck!" he roared at the top of his lungs as it finally became too much. His cock jumped inside her, and with an almost overwhelming rush it started to blast cum into her incredible ass. His hands mauled her hips, leaving large, red marks, and he almost fell down from the power of his climax, his cock bucking in the wonderful nymph's ass. Rope after rope of his cum was fired inside her, and he was utterly amazed at how much cum he was able to produce so shortly after Amanda had fucked him half to death.

Ryan was still slamming his cock into Carynne's cunt at a blistering pace, his mind overwhelmed with the heat emanating from her perfect body. He focused solely on that feeling of his shaft being squeezed and milked by her hungry cunt lips, and a few strokes later, he too came inside her. "Yeah, here it comes, babe!" he groaned, pulling her tightly against him as his cum erupted in her slit.

Both guys groaned and shuddered while they emptied their balls in the brunette slut, who still just hung limply in their arms, moaning and cumming endlessly. They came inside her pussy and ass for a good twenty seconds, until they finally surrendered. Utterly worn out, they were barely able to hold on to her.

"Jesus Christ, that was fucking insane," Ryan groaned, his cock still twitching in Carynne's cunt.

"Yeah," Damon coughed, his voice almost completely abandoning him. He could feel his own goo swirling around in her ass, and suddenly he remembered Amanda's promise. He turned around to let her know, but she was already there, kneeling beside him and scooting into position underneath Carynne.

"Give it to me!" Amanda hissed, her face shining with desire, and what he was sure was Stacey's pussy juice.

Damon gently pulled his still-throbbing cock out of Carynne's ass, and he let out a long, disbelieving moan as he watched his girlfriend quickly slide underneath, locking her mouth on Carynne's tight little star.

Amanda began to drink eagerly, lapping her tongue through the delicious mess Damon had made of Carynne's ass. His cum tasted fantastic, and she drank with a hunger she hadn't even known she possessed.

Siara, having seen what Amanda was doing, quickly joined the small group, and she knelt right in front of Carynne. "I want it too, love!" she pleaded with her boyfriend. "Let me drink your cum again!"

Ryan quickly pulled his shaft out of Carynne's cunt, watching with delight as Siara opened her mouth right beneath that glorious hole and waited for it. A thick, juicy glob oozed out of Carynne almost immediately, and Siara positioned herself so that she easily caught it in her mouth.

Carynne moaned as both her holes emptied themselves of the cum shot into her by the two wonderful cocks. She felt like she was in absolute heaven, and her body still trembled in the aftershocks of her continuous orgasms. Her pussy and ass twitched multiple times, oozing their combined cum into the mouths of Amanda and Siara, both of whom were slurping it down like it was a delicious cocktail.

For nearly a minute, the two girls sucked the cum out of Carynne's holes. They finally let up with satisfied grins, and the guys gently carried a nearly unconscious Carynne to one of the benches. Kelsey sat down beside her lover, an amazed look on her face, and she quickly wrapped Carynne into a warm hug, giving her soft kisses all over.

Stacey—still totally covered in girl juice—crawled over to Siara, and the two began to make out, swapping Ryan's cum between them. The sight of the thick, white cream being shared by the two girls made everyone groan, and they kept it up for several minutes until Siara finally swallowed her boyfriend's load with a delighted moan.

Ryan staggered back to the wheel to make sure the yacht was still going where it was supposed to be going. Damon, meanwhile, flopped down beside Carynne, with Amanda quickly snuggling up in his lap.

"Did you enjoy that?" Amanda asked with a teasing grin.

"Yeah," Damon groaned, right as Carynne did so too.

"You two completely wore her out! That's amazing. I didn't think that was actually possible," Kelsey said, giving her girlfriend a loving smile.

"Hey, I can still go," Carynne objected weakly.

"Really?" Kelsey scoffed. She reached down and gingerly slid one of her fingers over Carynne's pussy.

Carynne immediately groaned in dismay, and she quickly reached down to make Kelsey stop. "Okay, I guess not," she whimpered, a small grin on her face.

"Good job!" Amanda said as she gave Damon a kiss.

"Yep. I guess you're the only insatiable one left, huh?" he grinned.

She laughed. "I guess so."

"She's the only one? What about me?" Stacey said as she and Siara joined her friends on the bench. Damon let out a deep sigh as he saw just how totally cum-covered Stacey was. It was almost everywhere all over her body, and she was glistening in the sun's radiant light.

"What about you?" Kelsey teased her, then she changed her voice to mimic Stacey's. "Oh God, guys, no more, please!"

Stacey laughed happily. "That's not fair! That was when all three of you ganged up on me!"

"Being worn out is being worn out, Stace!" Kelsey grinned, sticking her tongue out at her friend, causing everyone to laugh again.

"I guess we really don't know how insatiable Siara is," Stacey observed with a sly grin. "We should try to find out at some point."

"Me?" Siara gasped. "Just the thought of two guys pounding me like that turns to me to mush! I can't believe how you were able to handle that, Carynne!"

"It was fun," Carynne smirked. She was comfortably seated in Kelsey's embrace, and her voice was already starting to get stronger—nothing could keep her down for any length of time. "And it felt really fucking good!"

"You're such a little slut!" Kelsey grinned.

Carynne just smiled, snuggling a little deeper in Kelsey's arms.

"Hey guys, that's the islands up ahead!" Ryan said from his spot at the wheel. The friends all looked to the horizon, seeing the dark shapes slowly rising up in the distance.

They talked, drank and laughed for a few hours while Ryan steered the boat near the islands, then circled around looking for a good landing spot. He finally found a small bay with a beautiful beach on the west side of one of the smaller ones, and he carefully guided the yacht as close to the bay as he dared take it.

"Aren't you going to take it into the bay?" Stacey asked.

Ryan shook his head. "I'm worried we'll get stuck. From the looks of it that bay is only ten feet deep or so, and our keel probably runs deeper than that. Plus the ocean's tide is pushing into the bay, and that—" He stopped when he saw her utterly baffled look.

"I have no idea what you just said," Stacey grinned.

He chuckled at her. "It's not deep enough. Let's just leave it at that."

He finally dropped the anchor, and told the group that they'd have to swim the last ten feet or so to the mouth of the bay. The girls quickly jumped into the water, splashing and giggling their way towards land, while the guys got their supplies for the night together. They spent the next fifteen minutes tossing the large bags from the boat onto the nearest bit of land, then another thirty to walk it all the way to the beach.

The beach was as idyllic as any of them had ever imagined. Beautiful white sand; a soft current that gently rolled the bay's waves a few feet onto the beach; several huge rock formations to the north of them, and a small forested area that bordered the beach on the other end.

"Aw shit!" Ryan said once he and Damon had finally gotten all the stuff assembled at their campsite.

"What?" Damon asked. "Did we forget something?"

"I didn't turn the sound system off."

Damon listened closely, vaguely being able to make out the deep booms of the bass. "Will it drain the battery or anything?"

"Nah, it won't. So fuck it, I don't feel like going back just to turn it off."

The girls unpacked the supplies and laid out towels and blankets near the forested area, trying to keep covered from the wind as much as possible. After that, they joined the guys looking for firewood. For an hour or so, everyone was hard at work, and as the sun set over the ocean in a gorgeous red haze, they got their fire going.

Ryan expertly cleaned the fish that Siara had caught, roasting it over the open fire, and it turned out deliciously. It was supplemented with a variety of breads, meats and cheeses that he had bought in town the day before, and several bottles of wine were opened and passed around eagerly.

As the evening got darker, everyone got dressed in their shorts, tank tops and t-shirts again, to ward off the chill. Ryan kept feeding the fire, making sure it never got too low, and they all gratefully huddled around it.

"It sure gets cold out here at night," Amanda said, shivering in Damon's arms. "I didn't expect that."

"It's probably the ocean," he surmised. "Either that, or you burned all your energy on the boat this afternoon."

She gave him a luscious grin. "Like you were complaining."

"Not at all! I hope we'll get to have lots more trips like that!"

"Mmmm, me too!" Carynne giggled, after which she threw Ryan and Damon an air kiss. They both grinned profusely at her, then simultaneously got poked in their ribs by their girlfriends who threw them mock-angry glares.

Damon quickly turned the tide on Amanda, unleashing a furious tickle attack which caused her to squeal and convulse wildly, loudly giggling for her friends to come to her aid. Her friends, however, were more than content to watch her get tortured, so they just sat there and cheered, laughing at her predicament.

When Damon finally relented, she was panting heavily, and as he watched her lie there in the white sand, her face illuminated by the red glow of the bonfire, he felt himself just suffused with his love for her. He bent down to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him tightly against her. They kissed for a seriously long time, totally oblivious to everything and everyone around them, until they finally let up. She gently bit his lower lip as he withdrew his mouth, giving him the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen.

"I love you, Amanda Linnea O'Sullivan," he said, his voice barely a whisper.

"I love you too, Damon Leonard," she said with a small grin. She knew full well he hated being called Damon Leonard, but she couldn't resist teasing him a little.

He chuckled and gave her another kiss, wondering if he should just do it right then. Of course, he'd left the bag back on the boat for worry of not being able to hide it anywhere on the beach, so after thinking about it for a few moments, he decided to do it the next morning. He'd have to wake up before everyone else so he could go get it, but he knew that wouldn't be too much of a problem—the girls were all pretty late sleepers, and Ryan and Siara wouldn't have a clue what he was doing anyways.

Having made up his mind, he sat back up, blushing a little when he saw everyone just grinning at him. "Jesus, did you all just sit there and watch the whole time?"

"No, we were watching Mythbusters instead! Duh!" Stacey sighed, rolling her eyes, leading a loud round of laughter.

"Hey, don't tease my boy toy!" Amanda warned her, getting back up herself and shaking some of the loose sand out of her hair.

"Or what? You'll come spank me?" Stacey grinned. Before Amanda could reply, however, Carynne snuck up behind Stacey and semi-tackled her, pulling her onto her side. Carynne swatted Stacey's exposed ass several times, giggling wildly.

Stacey quickly rolled over, turning the tides on the petite beauty. She pinned Carynne's arms above her head, locking them with her left hand, then sent her right hand trailing ticklishly down Carynne's tummy. Carynne bit her lip when Stacey's hand rubbed over her pussy, the desire plain to see in her eyes, even in the relative darkness. However, Stacey just grabbed Carynne's shorts and turned her around, then started swatting her butt.

"Kel ... help!" Carynne laughed, wiggling her ass as Stacey landed slap after slap on it.

"No way! You got yourself into this, you deal with it!" Kelsey giggled.

Everyone grinned as they watched Stacey rain swats down on Carynne's ass, causing the gorgeous brunette to groan and squirm from excitement. Stacey kept it up for several minutes before she finally let up, giving her friend a soft kiss.

Carynne gently scampered back to her place right beside Kelsey. "Some help you were!" she complained at her girlfriend, though she was unable to keep a huge smile from her face.

"Awww, poor baby. Do you want me to kiss it all better?" Kelsey asked.

"Yes please!" Carynne giggled. She immediately scooted down in front of Kelsey, putting her luscious ass up in the air.

Kelsey laughed and bent over, kissing Carynne's curvy butt for several minutes, making sure to give at least one kiss for every slap that Stacey had landed on it. When she was finally done, she said, "There. All better?"

"Mmmm, yeah!" Carynne said happily, turning around and nearly crushing Kelsey in a huge hug.

Slowly the night went on, with everyone talking, eating, drinking, making out, and generally having the time of their lives. The rising moon provided an almost ethereal sheen to their setting, and the constant soft rumble of the waves washing up on the shore added something of a hypnotic quality.

"Hey, Kelsey?" Ryan asked after conversation had died down for a little while.

"Yeah?" she asked sweetly.

"When you get to UCLA, you need to come sing in our band."

"That's a great idea!" Siara chimed in. "You've got an amazing voice, Kel, and you'd sound great with them."

"I dunno..." Kelsey said hesitantly.

"Come on, why not?" Ryan asked. "You'd be awesome."

"Nah, I'm not good enough to sing in a band," she said softly.

"Kel!" Carynne objected.

Kelsey just shook her head at her girlfriend, and Carynne sighed, her eyes clearly betraying her disappointment.

Ryan diplomatically let the subject drop, though he was determined to get the stunningly beautiful girl to sing with him, somehow.

The wine, the romantic surroundings, the long journey to get there, and undoubtedly the sexual workouts everyone had had during the day, all combined to make everyone pretty tired, and slowly people began to drift to sleep. Ryan threw a bunch of extra branches on the fire to make sure it would last through the night, after which he cuddled up with Siara underneath their blanket and made love to her. Though the others tried not to spy on them too much, they couldn't help but grin knowingly every time Siara squealed in her orgasms.

Eventually Stacey snuggled in with Kelsey and Carynne, the three of them lying close to Amanda and Damon, all of them covered under a huge pile of blankets. They talked for a little while longer, and slowly they all fell into a deep, wonderful sleep.

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It was a little while later when Damon woke up to find a girl lying on top of him and kissing him. A hand was eagerly rubbing his cock, which grew to full hardness in just a few seconds. He immediately recognized the taste and feel of his sister; he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.

Kelsey's kisses trailed off towards his neck, and she softly whispered in his ear, "Will you please fuck me?"

"Right here?" he whispered back.

"Yes. Everyone's asleep, or at least I think they are, and we've got several blankets on top of us."

"If Ryan or Siara are awake, they'll still know what we're doing. We all knew what they were doing earlier."

"They'll think it's just you and Amanda. C'mon, please?"

He gave her a sly grin. "Are you that horny?"

"Yes! Seeing you nail Amanda and then Carynne drove me crazy! I've been dying to get your cock in me," she breathed, her voice shivering from desire. She'd opened his shorts and had pulled his cock out, rapidly jerking on it.

He kissed her again, sliding his hands over her incredible ass. After happily discovering she wasn't wearing shorts, nor panties, he moved her into place. Once he had her where he wanted, he quickly tugged his own shorts down as far as they'd go, then he gently pushed his cock up and forward. It slid inside his sister's cunt with barely any resistance.

"Jesus, you're so wet," he hissed in pleasure.

"Uh-huh," Kelsey moaned, her entire body trembling with joy at the feel of her brother's cock plowing inside her pussy. "I've been wanting to fuck you all day."

He slid about half his cock inside her cunt, his brain nearly shutting down at the heat of her pussy. He gyrated his dick inside her juicy tunnel, causing her to moan, and his hands were thoroughly kneading her ass. He let them roam across her curves, marveling once again at just what an unbelievable bubble-butt she had—on a girl who was perfect in every way, it still stood out by far as her most delicious feature.

Kelsey rode herself up and down with slow, small motions, not wanting to wake anyone, and the gentle feeling of his shaft driving in and out of her pussy practically made her leak. Typically they fucked like crazed monkeys, so the contrast with the slow, passionate love they were making was filling her with joy.

He humped his cock in and out of her, loving the small shudders that ran through his dick every time he entered her tight slit. Her pussy lips were doing an amazing job of driving him nuts, and the friction of her fantastic cunt overwhelmed his senses.

"Take your t-shirt off for me," he groaned. "I want to feel your tits."

Kelsey braced herself on her elbows, quickly curling her arms to pull her tight T over her head. She struggled a little to get it slid off her arms, but eventually got herself free, discarding the shirt to the side. She quickly moved his shirt up as well, and he stretched out his arms to let her take it off him.

Not content with him being just half-naked, Kelsey shifted around a little, letting out a small groan as his cock escaped from between her legs, and she quickly yanked his shorts down his legs. He kicked them off with a few frantic twists, after which he pulled his sister right back on top of him. The heat of her naked body almost blistered him, and he hungrily sought out her mouth with his own. Their lips met right as his cock slithered back into her juicy hole.

She started milking his pole, gyrating her pelvis in concentric circles. Several times his hard shaft rubbed over her clit, and shudders of delight thundered through her at every single touch. Their tongues were practically waging war, and they were both moaning heavily as they fucked.

Kelsey's full, firm tits were squeezed against his chest, her nipples poking into his skin. They were hard as rocks, yet more evidence of how turned on she was—not that he needed any more; her dripping cunt alone was evidence enough.

They playfully nipped and nibbled on each other's face while they made love: teeth tugging on earlobes, lips clamping on noses and sucking on tongues, and saliva being spread around like it was sunscreen oil.

His hands were gently scraping across her back, occasionally returning to cup that glorious ass of hers. Meanwhile, she'd clamped her arms underneath his shoulders and was using her leverage to drive herself up and down his cock, faster and deeper.

Her pussy kept getting hotter and wetter, impossible as it seemed, and her breathing slowly became more erratic. He knew she was getting close to her orgasm, and he wanted nothing more than to feel her squirt all over his cock.

"I love you, Kel," he whispered in her ear. Right as he said it, he let his right hand dip down a little, in between her ass crack, and he bluntly shoved his middle finger right in her butt.

"Oh God, yes!" she moaned. "I love you too. Fuck me, please. Fuck both my holes!"

He happily granted her wish, driving his cock and his finger in and out of her as fast as he dared given their less-than-secret location. Both her holes clenched on him, and she was bouncing up and down like she was seated on a skippy ball.

"You love this, don't you? Having your pussy and ass filled?" he teased, temporarily stopping his thrusts inside her.

Her moan of disappointment was at once mournful and hungry. "Yes!" she hissed. "When you and Ryan were savaging Carynne, I wished it was me!"

He looked at her in utter surprise, and she smiled when she saw it. She gave him a quick kiss on his lips, then she whispered, "One day, I want you and a friend of yours to fuck me like that too. I want to have two cocks just plow me until I scream!"

Damon let out a lustful moan, continuing with his assault on both his sister's holes. His cock was practically exploding already, but he wanted to hold out until she'd cum first.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. Kelsey endured his short, powerful strokes for another fifteen seconds, then she bit down hard on his shoulder to muffle her screams. Her cunt twitched like crazy on his cock, and he grinned with joy when he felt her juices begin to spray all over and around his crotch.

Kelsey shuddered like she was having an epileptic fit, their need for remaining relatively quiet wreaking havoc on her body. She shivered and shook on top of him for almost half a minute, her cunt wildly gushing and squirting her juice all over him, before she finally sagged against him with a long, drawn-out sigh of happiness.

He leisurely fucked her, letting her catch her breath before he got himself off. She raised her head after awhile, her beautiful face adorned with a grateful smile.

"Was that what you wanted?" he asked her teasingly.

"Yes!" she whispered. "God, that was such a good cum. You're so good at fucking me, I love it! Thank you!"

He gave her a gentle kiss. "Always for you."

Her face got a naughty slant to it, and she grinned, "Time for you to cum."

"Can you lie on your tummy for me?" he asked after nodding his agreement.

She quickly rolled off him, obediently laying flat on her tummy and sticking her ass a little up into the air. She gave him a delectable look over her shoulder, sensually licking her lips. "Come fuck me. Fuck your little slutty sister."

Leaning down close to her, he whispered in her ear, "I want your ass, Kel."

"Then take it," she moaned.

A torrent of lust tore through him at the submissive tone in her voice, and how easily she surrendered herself to him. He moved on top of her, lifting his upper body on his outstretched arms; then, he guided his cock into her ass like it was a cruise missile. It was still coated in her juice, and the excellent lubrication helped ease his shaft down her tightest of holes. They both moaned as his cock slid all the way inside until his balls rested against her.

He began to move, slowly at first, but rapidly picking up speed until he was fucking her ass with short, staccato movements. The friction around his cock was incredible, and his breathing quickly became rough and unsteady.

Kelsey wiggled her ass on his every stroke, and she clenched her cheeks together as tightly as she could, wanting nothing more than to feel him spurt inside her. "Yes, fuck me! Fuck me up my ass!" she said lewdly.

For another full minute he jackhammered her ass, causing her to bite down on the towel she was lying on to keep from screaming. The mere sight of his cock sliding in the most wonderful ass in the world would be enough to make him lose it, and the added feeling of her delicious hole milking him for all it was worth was just added joy.

He extended his strokes, sliding his cock completely inside her again, loving how her cheeks jiggled as his pelvis slapped against them. He lay down fully on top of her, pushing her into the beach towel and the sand beneath her. He put his mouth against her ear, jabbing his tongue out to tease her for a few seconds, then he whispered, "I love fucking you, baby sister. Right up that fucking amazing ass of yours!"

"Oh God," Kelsey grunted in delight, a huge grin forming on her face. "Take me, Damon. Take my little ass. I love being your little slut!"

"I own your ass, Kel. It's all mine."

"Yes!" she hissed. "It belongs to you!"

He couldn't take it any longer. Her dirty words set fire to his soul, and with a deep grunt he jabbed his cock as far inside her as he could, just in time before it started filling her ass with large streams of his cum.

"Oh yeah," Kelsey moaned in utter delight. Nothing felt as good as her own brother squirting his jizz inside her, and she absolutely loved every second of the dirty, taboo feeling.

"Uhhh, Kel ... Kel ... Kel... !" he groaned over and over again, as more ropes of his semen erupted in that incredible hole.

His face slumped against the back of her head as the last two shots of his seed filled his sister's perfect butt. He panted on top of her for a short while, gently covering her neck in kisses. "Thank you, Kel. You are so wonderful!" he whispered.

"So are you!" she said, bursting at the seams with happiness. She was back with Amanda and Damon, Carynne was allowed to join in, and all of them were going to UCLA. How could the trip possibly get any better?

He waited until his cock had squeezed the last few drops out, after which he slowly rolled off her. After Kelsey squeezed herself back into her tight T-shirt, she slid up to Carynne, draping an arm over her girlfriend. Carynne gave her a wicked smile, then she slid two of her fingers inside Kel's ass, grinding and stirring them around. She pulled them out with happily sparkling eyes, slowly bringing them to her lips as she stared directly at Damon. He groaned when he saw her suck her fingers into her mouth, making a great spectacle out of cleaning his cum off them.

Carynne and his sister both grinned at him with teasing smiles. They gave each other a kiss, then turned around and promptly went to sleep.

Damon rolled over, slowly sidling back up against Amanda, trying not to wake her. Her eyes opened as soon as he touched her, however.

"That was hot!" she said quietly, a wide grin on her face.

"Did I wake you?" he asked.

"I was awake the moment you started. Like Kel, I have this little radar that goes off if you two are fucking," she chuckled.

"I'm sorry! If I'd known you were awake, I'd have asked you to join," he said quickly.

She shook her head. "Ryan and Siara definitely would have known what was up then. I already got it on the boat anyways, and I really like watching you two fuck each other."

He gave her a kiss, and she cuddled up against him, resting her head on his chest. "Besides, I'm sure you'll have plenty more in store for me tomorrow, right?" she asked in a teasing tone.

"Oh yes," he said determinedly, kissing the top of her head. He had the biggest surprise of her life in store for her. He listened to her breathing for awhile after she fell back asleep, and he sank into oblivion himself with a huge smile on his face.

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"Guys? Guys, wake up!" Carynne said urgently, jostling Damon out of his sleep. Amanda was still lying against him, bundled under a thick pile of blankets. The chill of the ground had seeped into his naked body, and he felt a large cold shiver pull through him. The fire had gone out somewhere during the night, and a thick, nebulous fog covered the island, limiting visibility to just a few hundred yards. It wasn't fully dark anymore, instead being sometime in that hazy shimmer between night and morning.

"What's up?" Stacey asked, yawning loudly.

"Our boat's gone!" Carynne said, pointing in the direction of the mouth of the bay.

"What?" Ryan groaned, quickly getting up.

Damon slowly rolled over, taking care not to jostle Amanda who was still half-asleep, his groggy mind trying to tell him something; something having to do with the boat. He stared in the direction Carynne was pointing for a few seconds, before suddenly another massive shiver tore through him, this one completely unrelated to the cold in the ground. His bag!

He shot to his feet, his body washing away his sleep in a surge of adrenaline-fueled action. He quickly put on his shorts and shoes, after which he ran to the edge of the beach, being joined by Ryan. Both of them stared out across the bay; the fog limited their sight, but every now and then a small breeze would raise visibility for a bit, and it showed that there was no sight of their boat, just like Carynne had said.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Shit!" Ryan snarled.

"How the hell could it be gone?" Damon asked incredulously.

"I don't know. I doubt someone stole it, so I guess the anchor didn't hold or something. Fuck!"

"Jesus Christ, what the fuck do we do now?"

The girls joined them, all of them with worried looks on their faces.

"Don't worry," Ryan said reassuringly after a few moments, once he'd gathered himself. He held his hands up to forestall a panic. "The guy I borrowed the boat from is expecting us back by the end of this afternoon. If we don't show up by midnight or so, I'm sure he'll send out someone to come looking for us the next day."

"Does he know where we are?" Kelsey asked.

"Yeah. I told him we were going to these islands. We'll build a large fire, and they'll have no trouble finding us."

"Are you sure?" Siara asked, sounding less than confident.

He nodded. "Trust me, babe. By the end of midday tomorrow at the latest, we'll be out of here, I promise. Maybe even earlier if we see another boat once this fog clears."

Damon silently cursed his damned luck. "What about our boat?"

Ryan shrugged. "I dunno. If it just got loose, it'll probably drift further out into the Atlantic, provided it doesn't run aground anywhere."

"Will they find it again?"

"If they care enough to go look for it, they should be able to track it via GPS, but who knows when that'll be. And all it takes is a single wave hitting it wrong, and it'll go down."

"Won't your dad's buddy be angry that we lost his boat?" Siara asked.

"Pretty likely, yeah. If they can't recover it, I'll have to ask dad to buy him a new boat, I guess," Ryan sighed. "I'm sure he'll love that. Fuck!"

All of them stared out at the spot they'd left their boat the night before, as if they could somehow conjure it back through combined willpower.

"How far do you think it might have gone?" Damon asked suddenly.

"I have no idea," Ryan said. "It depends on when it got loose."

"Yeah, but wasn't the tide rolling in towards the island when we arrived here?"

"So?"

"So wouldn't that mean the boat would have washed up on the shore somewhere if it got loose during the night?"

Ryan blinked a few times, thinking it over. "Eh ... maybe, yeah."

"So if the tide switched at some point, and that wasn't too long ago, it might not be too far away yet?"

Ryan opened his mouth a few times, though the words wouldn't come out. Finally he threw up his hands. "I guess it's possible, man. I just don't know. What are you getting at?"

Damon, however, was looking around. "This fucking fog ... I wonder if..." Without saying anything else, he took off running towards the huge rock formations on the north end of the beach.

"Damon, where are you going?" Amanda yelled after him.

He just waved at her, sprinting full speed towards the rocks. It took him a few minutes to get there, and as soon as he arrived, he began climbing. Though rock climbing was nowhere near his specialty, and the rocks were pretty slippery from all the seawater and the clinging fog, he made good time, and soon he lost sight of the beach.

"Damon? Where are you?" he heard the girls yelling for him from below.

"Up here!" he yelled back. "Stay there, I'll be back down in a second!"

"What are you doing up there?!"

He didn't reply, instead focusing on his climb. He scaled several more rocks, scraping his abdomen and leg in the process, until after about ten minutes he stood as high as he figured he could go. Like he'd surmised, the fog was a low cover, and at his height he had a much clearer view. He began scanning the surrounding ocean to see if he could find anything.

For quite some time he looked around, seeing nothing. Though the fog mostly seemed to dissipate just a mile or so outside the shorelines of the islands, there was nothing beyond it other than calm waters. He let out a loud expletive and was about to climb down, when suddenly he saw a small dark shape wallowing in the water, right at the edge of the mist bank.

He cupped his hands around his eyes, focusing his sight on that small shape. Could it be? After waiting another minute or so, suddenly the distinctive shape of a boat appeared; it was hard to tell from the distance, but it definitely seemed like their yacht. He gauged the distance as best he could, estimating it was maybe a mile to a mile-and-a-half away. After triangulating the position with another island off to his left, he practically raced down the rocks, nearly breaking his neck several times in the process.

Stumbling onto Ryan on his way down, he just motioned for his friend to follow him. Ryan gave him an aggravated look, but obeyed without questioning.

"Why did you climb up there?" Amanda asked worriedly when her boyfriend jumped down from the rocks onto the sand right in front of his friends, with Ryan landing right beside him.

"I found the boat!" Damon exclaimed. Without waiting for them to reply, he took off towards the point of the island that was closest to it.

"What? Where?"

"It's about a mile out, over that way!" Damon replied, pointing in the direction he was running. His adrenaline was still surging through him, and he quickly ate up the distance, leaving everyone behind.

By the time they'd caught up to him, he'd already taken off his shoes and was wading into the water.

"Damon!" Amanda and Kelsey yelled simultaneously, with Amanda adding. "What are you doing?!"

"I'm gonna go get the boat!" he yelled back, before he dove forward into the water.

"Oh my God, that's crazy!" Carynne yelped. "Stop him!"

All the girls were looking at each other helplessly, staring out over the water. He finally resurfaced a good twenty yards ahead of where he'd been and began powering away from the island with huge strokes.

"Ryan, go with him!" Stacey cried.

Ryan just nodded, ripping off his shirt and running into the water in the same direction Damon was going. He ran for a few dozen yards, then dove into the water himself. He came back up after a few yards, never having been a great underwater swimmer, and he grimly set off after Damon. He tried yelling a couple of times, but his friend apparently couldn't hear him, and he soon realized he just didn't have the raw speed to catch up to him either—Damon appeared to be trying to swim a new world record on the mile!

He swam on, ignoring the screaming of his muscles. Going full-out without doing warm-ups was a surefire way to get injured, but he grit his teeth and kept going.

It was after about ten minutes that Ryan knew he was in trouble. His breath was rattling in his chest, and he was having to struggle mightily not to cough. His head was feeling woozy as hell, and he desperately fought to get enough oxygen into his body just to stay conscious, much less to keep swimming. The fog seemed twice as thick in the area that he was in, and he had no clue where he was, or even whether he was close to Damon or not.

"Damon!" Ryan yelled weakly. He knew it was a mistake as soon as he'd done it, as the cough he'd been trying to keep down came roaring up, feeling like it was exploding his lungs. He quickly rolled over onto his back to gain more buoyancy while hacking up his entire stomach. Water kept sloshing over his face, not really helping with the whole coughing thing, especially not when he swallowed a great mouthful of the salty shit.

Panic gripped him. He was pretty far away from the shore, and he'd likely never make it back, not if his asthma kept playing up the way it was. At the same time he doubted he'd ever make it to the boat either; not that he knew where it even was, as only Damon had seen it.

He coughed and hacked for several minutes more as a mental image of Siara floated in front of him. He reckoned that if she could see the state he was in, she'd be pretty damn pissed. "Sorry, babe," he groaned, fighting just to keep himself afloat.

"That better not have been aimed at me. We hardly know each other that well," Damon suddenly said from right beside him. He wrapped his arm around Ryan's chest from behind, then started moving him in the lifeguard's carry. When he saw the state Ryan was in, he grinned, "Jesus, I can't take you anywhere, can I?"

"Very fucking funny," Ryan said, immediately launching into another coughing fit. "Why are we even out here?"

"I am out here because I was going to go get the boat. I have no idea what your gimpy ass is doing here! How did you think that swimming a mile in the open ocean was gonna work, genius?" Damon said in between gasps for air.

"How did you?"

"Hey, I'm not the one who has that fucking death-rattle of a cough going on. I'm doing fine! In fact, I'd already found the boat when I heard you hacking up a lung. I figured you were in trouble, so I went back to check on you."

Ryan coughed for a few more moments, then he sighed. "Thanks."

"No problem. Now try to be quiet, would you?"

"Why, are you expecting a phone call?"

"Haha. Actually, I'm trying to listen for the boat."

"Huh?"

"Just shut up!"

Ryan bit his tongue, working hard to keep his cough inside. Damon floated for a few moments, and Ryan soon became aware of just how quiet everything was. The ocean was barely making a noise, and he slowly started noticing a whisper of sound.

Damon started swimming again, towing Ryan into the direction of the sound.

"What the fuck is that?" Ryan asked. His coughing fit has passed, and he was regaining his strength as Damon pulled him along.

"Music," Damon said. "Remember that we forgot to turn the radio off last night? It's just kept playing. With the fog over the ocean, you can hear it from quite far out."

"Son of a bitch. Did you know you'd be able to hear it before you set off?"

"No."

"Then how did you think you were going to find the boat?"

Damon spit out a mouthful of seawater, courtesy of a slightly larger wave that had hit him in the face. "I hoped I'd get lucky."

"And what if you didn't?"

"Jesus, will you shut up? It's hard enough to pull your ass without you interrogating me!"

Ryan quickly clamped his mouth shut. There was no point arguing with the guy who was very likely saving your life, he figured.

Damon swam for another five minutes or so, with the music getting louder as they progressed, until suddenly a dark shape appeared in the fog in front of them. "There it is!" he grinned.

"You really are the luckiest motherfucker alive!" Ryan marveled. "But I'm very glad you are. You can let me go, I can swim this last bit."

Damon let go of his friend, and together they swam towards the boat. Ryan got up on the diver's aid behind the rear deck with a quick skip, but he had to bend down to hoist Damon—who suddenly looked utterly exhausted—on board.

"Thanks," Damon groaned weakly as he collapsed on the rear deck.

"That's about the least I can do," Ryan said sincerely. "Didn't you say you'd found the boat already when you heard me cough?"

Damon nodded, gasping for breath.

"So why did you swim back, rather than getting on board and coming back for me with the boat?"

Damon gave him a wry smile. "Because I have no idea how to get it going."

Ryan stared at him in disbelief. "But ... what were you gonna do if it'd just been you out here then?"

"Either figure it out, or I'd have gotten what I came for, waited for the fog to lift, then I'd have swum back."

"What you came for?"

"Yeah," Damon said, slowly getting up. He waved off Ryan's offer of help, and he made his way down into the cabin. He grabbed a bottle of water while he was down there, gulping it down, then he got the bag out of the small cupboard. His spirit soared when he looked inside it. It was going to be a great day after all!

When he came back upstairs, Ryan was getting everything up and running again. "Did you get it?" Ryan asked.

Damon nodded, holding up the velvet bag.

"You went back for a damn bag?!"

"No. I went back for this," Damon said, opening the bag and letting Ryan look inside.

"Oh!" Ryan said, clearly surprised. "That looks fucking expensive!"

"Yeah," Damon grinned. "Fourteen grand."

"Holy shit! So were you planning to do it on this trip?"

"Yeah. This morning, in fact."

"Well, I guess you still got time!"

"As long as she's not too pissed at me."

"I figure that when we show up with the boat, they'll all be pretty happy," Ryan said with a big grin. He fired up the engines, and the deep, vibrating rumble made both of them feel pretty thankful.

"So did you figure out why it just took off?" Damon asked.

"Yeah ... it seems I forgot to actually lock the anchor in place," Ryan said sheepishly.

"Oh, good job, captain!" Damon grinned.

"Ah, just blow me!" Ryan laughed.

They sat there for a few moments, with Ryan looking around a bit in confusion. He finally turned back to Damon. "So, eh ... which way is the island again?"

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It was a few hours later when the guys arrived back at the bay. The girls were sitting around the remnants of the bonfire, and they began jumping up and down as soon as they saw the boat.

Rather than receive a hero's welcome, however, Ryan and Damon were in for a surprise when they waded back through the bay after having sailed the boat straight into the entrance. Ryan made sure the anchor was secured that time.

Amanda's face was devastated, obviously from crying for hours on end. She ran up to Damon when he waded out of the water, but instead of kissing him or flying in his arms, she began punching him, her small fists flailing away. "You ... asshole! I thought you were dead!" she screamed at him.

Siara's response to Ryan was even more direct. She just walked up to him, slapped him in the face, then stormed off. He stared after her for a few moments before he ran off after her.

Damon let Amanda hit him without defending himself. His heart nearly broke to see how much grief he'd caused her, even though there wasn't really anything he could have done. She kept punching him for nearly a minute before she finally collapsed into the sand, weeping pitiably.

He knelt down beside her, taking her into his arms. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. We found the boat pretty quickly, but we couldn't find our way back because of the fog. We had to wait for it to clear off most of the way first, because we were worried we'd run it ashore."

Amanda just cried, clutching his arm frantically, her face buried in the crook of his elbow.

"Why did you even go after it?" Kelsey asked. Her face showed she'd been crying no less than Amanda had, though she seemed to be handling her brother's return slightly better than her lover was. "Ryan said they'd find us eventually."

He gave his gorgeous sister an apologetic smile. "I'll explain in a little while, okay?"

She nodded, then she dropped to her knees beside the two of them, wrapping them both in a huge hug. A second later, Carynne and Stacey flopped down beside them too, and for the next ten minutes they all just took comfort in each other's company.

Ryan and Siara came back awhile later, obviously having made up. Damon was still holding Amanda, and she was still clinging to him like her life depended on it, as if she was afraid that if she let him go, he'd vanish again. She finally stopped crying after he'd spent the entire time apologizing to her.

"I was so scared," she said softly. "We figured Ryan would catch up with you, and the two of you would just come back. Then, when you didn't, we thought you'd go to the boat, and you'd be back in like fifteen minutes or so."

"I'm sorry for scaring you, baby," he said earnestly. "But even I can't swim a mile that fast."

She glowered at him, trying her best not to laugh. He just gave her his biggest goofy grin, and she began to struggle, finally bursting out into a giggle. "You jerk!"

He grinned at her, and she climbed into his lap, facing him. She locked her hands into his hair and kissed him so hard it felt like she was trying to devour him alive. He kissed her back just as hard, hating that he'd put her through so much grief.

Everyone around them was smiling at the two of them, and when Amanda finally let up, Kelsey came over and hugged her brother, kissing him on the cheeks several times. "You may have made up with Amanda, but I need some making up too. You can get that to me when we're by ourselves," she whispered in his ear.

Damon just grinned at her, giving her a wink.

"Okay, so what happened?" Stacey asked.

"Well, I couldn't catch up with Damon, so we both just kept going..." Ryan began, relating the events of the past few hours. When he came to the part where Damon came back to get him, Damon blushed fiercely and tried to shake it off, but Ryan exaggerated as much as possible, insisting that Damon had basically saved his life.

The girls all smiled at Damon, and Siara crawled over to him and just gave him a huge kiss. "Thank you," she said softly.

Damon nodded at her, his blush just growing even larger, much to Kelsey's and Amanda's delight.

"I know you said you found the boat because of the radio still being on, but how did you find Ryan?" Carynne asked.

"Because he was coughing so loudly," Damon said with a small shrug. "Sound carries quite far in the fog, and he was barking like a dog with pneumonia."

Ryan threw a rock at him, causing the girls to giggle.

"Anyways, once the fog finally cleared off enough so we could see where we were going, we found the bay again, and here we are," Ryan finished the story, smiling proudly.

"So basically you were ballast for Damon while he went and saved the boat?" Siara asked, her eyebrows raised mockingly.

"Hey!" Ryan said, sounding hurt. "I sailed it back!"

The girls again giggled.

"Okay, enough stalling," Kelsey said, giving her brother a penetrating stare. "Why did you go back? You didn't care about the boat that much, did you?"

Damon got up, and he fished the velvet bag out of his pocket. "No. I went back for this. Or rather, what's in it."

Everyone looked at him expectantly, until Kelsey finally blurted out, "Are you going to show us or what?"

He looked at Amanda, smiling at his gorgeous girlfriend. He reached down towards her, and she took his hand and quickly got up, coming to stand in front of him.

"Amanda, I love you so much," he began hesitantly. He swallowed a few times, then continued, "I'm sorry that I scared you so badly, and it's kind of ironic that I did that really just because of how much I love you."

She gave him a small smile, obviously not understanding what he was getting at.

"The past year of my life has been incredible, because of you. Falling in love with you, and having you love me, is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I honestly don't know what I would ever do without you anymore, and I never, ever want to have to find out. I want to go to college with you, I want to live with you, I want to grow old with you. Without you, I'm nothing."

Tears started welling up in Amanda's eyes, and she bit her lower lip to keep from crying, though her efforts weren't very successful.

He lowered his voice a little, making sure the next bit was for her benefit only. "I know we've both still been worried about our decision regarding others, and what it will mean for our relationship. I promised you I wouldn't let it affect us, and I meant it when I made that promise. You are my number one, and you always will be, no matter what happens."

"I know. You're my—" she began, but he quickly held a finger to her lips to stop her.

"Just a second, sweetheart," he said with a warm smile. "I love you, Amanda. Now and for always. I want you to be mine, forever."

He sank to his right knee, digging around in the velvet bag. A loud gasp went up from all the girls around them, and Amanda's mouth fell open in shock

He pulled the ring out of the cloth bag, marveling at how stunningly beautiful it was. The one he'd chosen for her was a 14K white gold ring on which sat a single, 2 carat, princess-cut diamond, held up by small platinum prongs. The diamond itself was startlingly brilliant and clear, and it was simply a massive size. He held it up towards her, giving her his most goofy, winning smile. "Amanda Linnea O'Sullivan, will you please marry me?" he asked softly.

The question hung in the air for a second. While Amanda tried to find the words to say, a ray of sunshine burst through the fog, drenching the beach in a warm, golden glow. Her hair turned almost incandescent because of it, and the sunlight sparkled in the tears falling down her cheeks.

"Oh my God, Damon," she mouthed as she fell to her knees in front of him, her tears flowing freely. She struggled to speak, taking his outstretched hand between her own and staring at the beautiful ring he was holding up.

He became acutely aware of everyone watching them, especially Kelsey. Tears were streaming down her face, but he knew they were tears of happiness, not of sadness or jealousy. She was gnawing her lip and seemed about ready to explode. Carynne and Stacey weren't in much better shape.

His eyes got wet, and as they met Amanda's, they gazed into each other's souls. Her love for him swarmed over him like a hurricane while he patiently waited for an answer.

She lifted his hand to her forehead, holding it against her face for a second, crying steadily. She brought it back down to her mouth, kissing it softly, then she gave him the most amazing smile he'd ever witnessed. "Yes! Yes, I will marry you!" she laughed through her tears.

He put the ring on her finger with trembling hands, all the while smiling at her. It fit nearly perfectly, and the diamond was even larger than her finger; after looking at her ring for a few seconds, Amanda leaned forward to kiss him. Right as their lips met, Kelsey screamed with joy and jumped right down on top of them, with Carynne and Stacey following a second later.

As he lay at the bottom of the female pile, he kissed the girl who would someday be his wife. "I love you, Amanda."

All she could do was cry and laugh.

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Damon and Amanda sat side by side in the incredibly luxurious leather seats of the Winterton private plane, holding hands and continuously smiling at each other. Every minute or so, Amanda's eyes would drift down to the ring on her finger, as if she still couldn't believe it was there, and after seeing it again she'd give Damon another kiss.

Across from them, on the other side of the beautiful marble-finish table, Carynne and Kelsey were constantly watching the two of them, their smiles just as big as Amanda's.

"I still can't believe you proposed to her!" Kelsey said, sounding happier than she had in a long time.

"I figured it was about time, right?" Damon replied.

Ryan and Siara, seated in the two seats right behind Damon and Amanda, came to stand beside the table. Siara gave Amanda a gorgeous smile. "Ten months seems about right, yes," she said, surreptitiously casting a glance at Ryan.

He held up his hands as if to ward off her advances, taking care not to spill his scotch. "Hey, we still have a few months to go before we get there. Let's not start thinking about rings yet, okay? I haven't even met your family yet!"

"Mmmm-hmmm," she hummed, her eyes getting a faraway look in them. Nobody had any doubt that she was already picturing their wedding together.

"Now look what you've done!" Ryan said to Damon, nodding in Siara's direction.

Damon just grinned at him. "You can't blame me for that, buddy."

"Alright, I guess not. I'm happy for you guys, though. You really deserve each other. I'm sorry, Amanda, that's far more a compliment to him than it is to you. After all, he gets an absolutely amazing girl like you, and you get this ... this hobo."

"Fuck you!" Damon laughed.

"Don't listen to him," Amanda said with a cute smile, leaning in against her fiancé. "I'd rather have you than anyone else."

He rested his head against hers for a moment, then smirked at Ryan. "There. See?"

Ryan merely grinned at him. "Just promise us you'll invite us to the wedding."

"Of course we will," Amanda said happily. "In fact, I want Siara to be one of my bridesmaids."

Siara snapped out of her daydream, and she nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, I'd love to!"

"Good!" Amanda said, taking Siara's hand and squeezing it. Kelsey and Carynne quickly showed their own excitement at the prospect of sharing bridesmaid duties with their wonderful new friend.

Ryan raised his eyebrows at Damon questioningly.

"No way," Damon snorted. "If I let you anywhere near her wedding ring, you'll probably forget to lock it down again, and it'll just drift away."

"Oh, for fuck's sake! I made a mistake, okay!" Ryan laughed.

"You can sing at the reception, though."

"I will, if your sister sings at it too."

They both looked at Kelsey, and she blushed slightly. "We'll see. I'm gonna be busy enough as it is at this wedding, being both the Maid of Honor and the groom's sister!"

"What does you being the groom's sister have to do with anything?" Carynne asked curiously.

"Have you seen the way he dresses?" Kelsey asked scathingly. "It'll take me hours to get him to look presentable for the ceremony!"

Carynne threw a quick glance at Damon, then she burst out laughing.

"Hey!" Damon said, faking being hurt. "I'll get you for that, Kel!"

Kelsey just grinned at him, throwing him an air-kiss, and the whole group laughed.

"I hope Stacey's not in too much trouble," Carynne said after a few moments, glancing at the front of the plane.

"Yeah, me too," Kelsey said sadly, a sentiment that was echoed by everyone.

After they'd sailed the yacht back to Nassau, they were met by Stacey's bodyguards as soon as they arrived back at their villas. To say that the four men had been unhappy was putting it extremely mildly. They had ordered Stacey to pack up her stuff as she was being escorted directly home, by order of her father, who was absolutely furious at her for ditching her bodyguards for two days.

When Stacey had objected that their scheduled flight didn't leave until the next day, David had calmly informed her that one of the Winterton private planes had flown to Nassau to come collect her. It would take her straight home.

She'd spent the next hour wheedling, threatening and cajoling David to let her friends come too, something which he finally agreed to just so that he could get her moving. Then he had to submit to another hour of more begging before he finally agreed to let Ryan and Siara come to, and to divert the plane to L.A. to drop the two of them off before flying on to Oregon.

The prospect of their vacation being cut short by a day didn't exactly please anyone, but their misgivings were laid to rest when they saw the Gulfstream G550 waiting for them at the airport. Though Stacey and her friends had flown to the Bahamas in First Class, the luxury on board the private aircraft was at an entirely different level. Any final lingering doubts had been swept away by the incredible five course dinner that had been served by the aircraft's very friendly and professional staff, a mere hour after takeoff.

Shortly after dinner, Stacey had been called away to a small video-conference room near the front of the plane, to take a call from her father. She'd been gone for nearly twenty minutes, and every now and then they could hear Stacey yelling, even through the soundproofed walls.

The friends made some small talk, until Ryan eventually tapped Damon on the shoulder. Damon gave him a curious look.

"Can I talk to you for a second? In private, I mean?" Ryan asked.

"Sure, I guess," Damon said. He gave Amanda another kiss, told her he'd be right back, then he got up and followed his buddy. As soon as he'd left, Siara took his seat, and the girls all started ooh'ing and aah'ing over Amanda's ring again. They put their heads together and began to talk in low, conspiratorial whispers, with loud giggles thrown in from time to time.

Ryan led Damon to the rear of the plane, nodding politely at the two stewardesses who quickly moved towards the front to give the two guys some privacy.

"So what's up?" Damon asked. He helped himself to a can of Coke from the small fridge at the back of the plane.

"First, I want to ask you if you can talk to your sister for me."

"I'm not getting you a date, man."

Ryan grinned. "Nothing like that. I just want her to sing in my band."

"Hey, if she really doesn't want to..."

"I know, I know, but please believe me when I say that she has an amazing voice. She is absolutely top-level talent."

"Really?" Damon said in surprise, glancing back at the table with the four girls at it.

"Yes," Ryan said seriously. "It's up to her if she wants to do anything with it, of course, but she could do very well if she decided to start taking it seriously."

"Wow..." Damon sighed. "I knew she sang well, but I never knew she was that good."

"She really is, trust me."

Damon nodded. "Okay, I'll talk with her. Why do you care so much, though?"

Ryan shrugged and gave him a wry grin. "Honestly? Because having her sing in my band would catapult us to a new level."

"Well, at least you're honest," Damon chuckled.

"Yeah. Which also brings me to my second point."

"What's that? You want to be my best man? I already have someone in mind for that, I'm sorry."

Ryan shook his head. "No. It's eh..." he hesitated, swallowing a few times to clear his throat.

"What?"

" ... I know about you and Kelsey."

"Me and Kelsey what?" Damon said, playing dumb even as fear raced through him.

Ryan sighed. "Damon, come on. You know what I'm talking about."

Damon closed his eyes, biting back an angry remark; he wasn't angry at Ryan, but rather at himself for not being more careful. He finally gave Ryan a level stare. "Okay, and?"

Ryan shook his head. "And nothing. I mean, I understand why you guys keep it a secret, obviously, and ... I just wanted to let you know."

Damon was quiet for a little bit. "Eh ... alright? Sorry, I'm just a little surprised. I'm kind of wondering why you'd tell me then?"

"Because I figure it's the kind of thing where you two want to know who all knows?"

"Yeah, it sorta is, actually. Does Siara know?"

"I don't think she does, no, and she won't learn from me. Trust me."

"Okay. Thanks, Ryan."

"No problem. I just ... I feel better having told you, to be honest."

"Does it, like, freak you out or anything?"

Ryan thought it over for a moment. "You know, I think it's sort of weird, but at the same time, no, I guess it doesn't. Don't kill me, but your sister is genuinely the most amazing, most beautiful girl I have ever met in my entire life."

Damon nodded knowingly. "She is."

"So it's really not hard to see why ... you know what I mean?"

"Uh-huh."

"Do the girls know about you two? Amanda has to, right?"

"Yeah, she does."

"Carynne and Stacey too?"

"Yeah."

"I figured," Ryan said, then he laughed. "You know, you are one lucky son of a bitch."

Damon grinned proudly. "Yes, I know. You're not the first to tell me that."

"Goddamn. Thanks for letting me share some of them, man. This has been the most amazing vacation of my entire life!"

Damon shrugged. "Not my decision. They do what they want to do. I don't have any say in who they mess around with."

"You do with Amanda, right?"

"Well, yeah. I do with her, of course."

"What about Kelsey?"

Damon gave him another long, level gaze. "If you're gonna tell me you want to fuck my sister, we're—"

"No! I have Siara!" Ryan quickly shook his head. "I don't wanna ... well ... shit! I mean, I'm a guy. You can't tell me there's a single guy in the entire world who's met her who doesn't think about that? I mean, she's beyond ridiculously hot!"

"Yeah, she is. So you are thinking about it?"

"No, all I'm saying is ... I was just curious," Ryan said quickly.

"You're a fucking lousy liar, you know that?" Damon said, shaking his head.

Ryan shrugged as if to say he couldn't help it, and Damon punched him in the gut, hard.

Ryan saw it coming, of course, but he deliberately didn't block the blow. "Ow, fuck!" he groaned as he doubled over, sinking to his knees to catch his breath. He had to admit Damon threw a good punch.

The crew of the airplane, as well as the girls, all looked at the guys in consternation. Damon quickly held up his hands. "We're just joking around! Guys being guys!"

The girls all simultaneously shook their heads in a startlingly similar fashion, then they went back to whatever it was they were discussing. Probably what kind of dresses they want to wear for the wedding, Damon thought with a smile.

He turned his attention back to Ryan, who was still wheezing for air.

"That's for saying you want to fuck my sister, you shitbag!" Damon said.

"I know, I know," Ryan groaned. "I deserve it."

"Yeah. Asshole!"

"Got anything else?"

" ... Fucknut!"

"You swear like a twelve year old girl."

Damon laughed as he helped Ryan back to his feet. "So how did you find out? It was the beach, I take it?"

Ryan nodded. "That confirmed it for me, yeah. I thought at first you and Amanda were just having some fun, but her voice didn't sound right. Then you got up, and I saw Amanda lying just off to the side while you were ... eh ... well, you know, while you and whomever were going at it. And I knew it wasn't Carynne or Stacey either, because they were lying on the other side of you. That really only left one option."

"Yeah. I told her it wasn't gonna fly."

"I'd had my suspicions before, though."

"Really?" Damon asked, surprised.

"Uh-huh. You two were always just a little too close, and I overheard some of the things you talked about. It made me wonder what was going on. Then Kelsey sang 'Listen to your Heart' in the club, all the while looking directly at you and Amanda."

"Well, now you know. Please just keep it a secret, okay? Kel and I have enough trouble dealing with this from day to day without others interfering in it."

"I will, don't worry."

"Alright."

"Do you love her?"

Damon sighed. "I could say that, yeah, of course I love her, she's my sister. But that's not what you're asking."

"No."

"Yeah, I love her. And I love Amanda too."

Ryan gave him a sympathetic smile. "That can't be easy."

"No, it's not," Damon said somberly. "But I think we can manage."

"I hope so, man."

"Alright, I'm getting tired of talking about this. I'm gonna go back to my girlfriend now."

"You mean your fiancée, right?"

Damon grinned. "Yeah. My fiancée. You know, that sounds kinda cool."

"It does. Congrats, man."

They rejoined the girls, and a few minutes later, Stacey also came back.

"Are you okay, Stacey?" Kelsey asked concernedly.

Stacey shrugged. "I'll be in trouble for awhile. My dad said I'm going to be grounded when I get back."

"For how long?"

"Until college starts, probably."

"What? That's like four weeks!"

"Yeah," Stacey sighed. "I really should have known better than to ditch David, but oh well. What happened on the boat was so worth it!"

Everyone looked at each other, big grins on their faces. They all knew that their boat trip was something they'd remember for the rest of their lives.

"Anyways, I've got stuff to do at home. I need to start packing for college and such, so I'll keep busy."

"Can we still come visit?" Kelsey asked softly. "I'd hate to not be able to see you for a month!"

Stacey nodded. "I think so. And if not, I'll find some way to sneak you into the house. All of you!" she said, giving Damon a wicked grin.

He returned her grin with one of his own. He hadn't actually gotten together with Stacey on their trip at all, but Amanda had, and he knew it'd only be a matter of time before he'd be back in her bed. It was a very pleasant prospect.

"If they catch you sneaking us into the house, you're going to be in even more trouble," Carynne said.

"So? What else can they do to me? I'm already grounded. I guess I might get spanked or something, who knows," Stacey said sarcastically.

"I doubt anyone considers spanking you to be punishment, Stace!" Carynne grinned.

"Sshhh, don't tell!" Stacey smirked.

The entire group of friends laughed happily.

As the plane flew on, the evening overtook them, and everyone made ready to go to sleep. It had been an extremely eventful day, and they were all tired and more than a little buzzed from the drinks they'd had on the plane. Everyone retired to their own set of chairs, which lowered until they were completely flat and made for pretty comfortable beds.

Helping Carynne and his sister prepare their seats, Damon gently touched his sister's shoulder.

"What's up?" Kelsey asked, throwing him one of her ravishing smiles. He returned it with love, again feeling like the luckiest guy on the planet to have her in his life. She really was the most awesome sister a guy had ever had.

"Have you thought about singing in Ryan's band?" he asked softly.

Kelsey sighed. "I don't know. I just don't want to tie myself down with obligations already. We're going to college! Who knows what all we'll get to do?"

He nodded. "I understand. He just wanted me to ask you."

Kelsey looked a few rows over, where Ryan and Siara were just settling down into their makeshift beds. "I know, and he's sweet for trying. I just don't know yet. I think that in a month's time, he'll have forgotten all about me anyways."

Damon gave her a long good-night kiss, then he walked back to his own bed where he lay down with a weary sigh. He took hold of Amanda's hand and kissed it, holding her while she fell asleep. He knew Kelsey was right in that nobody had a clue what all was going to happen to them in college—he hoped it would be a lot more of the fun he'd been having for the past ten months. One thing he was sure of, though, was that Ryan was not going to forget about Kelsey.

With the window shades closed and the interior lights dimmed to their lowest levels, the plane was dark and surprisingly quiet. The hum of the engines was the only sound to penetrate the cabin, and after an hour of fitful sleep Damon found himself just lying there, listening to the monotonous drone.

A minute later Ryan walked by, apparently having gone to the bathroom.

"Hey Ryan?" Damon asked in the darkness.

"Yeah?" Ryan replied.

"When we get to UCLA, what can we expect? I mean, it'll be a lot quieter, right?"

Ryan chuckled softly. "Oh no, man. You haven't seen anything yet. College life is way wilder than this!"

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Thanks for reading my story, I hope you've enjoyed it! If you did, please send me some feedback and let me know what you liked (or what you didn't like.)

The story of Kelsey, Amanda, Carynne, Stacey and Damon at UCLA will follow ... Soon(tm)!




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