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Alex stepped out onto the deck wearing nothing but tight black swim shorts that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. His abs glistened under the sun. His hair was slightly flowing in the wind, and he looked ready.
He grabbed large white towels, laid them out on one of the lounge chairs, then opened the mini fridge tucked into the deck bar and pulled out a bottle of chilled champagne. 'Humm... Well, I'll let Max open it,' He put it back and took out a bottle of beer. He popped it open and leaned back like he was shooting an ad for Luxury Sin.
"Alright, ladies," he called toward the yacht entrance. "Sun's out. Abs out. Waiting on boobs out."
[DOWNSTAIRS – MAX AND CAROLINE'S ROOM]
Max stood in front of the full-length mirror, topless, wearing only a black thong bikini bottom that looked like it was stitched together with dental floss and ambition.
She cupped her boobs, tilted her head, and said proudly, "Okay, question. Do these scream 'free the nipple' or 'call the Coast Guard'?"
Caroline, across the room, was adjusting her own sky-blue bikini in front of a smaller mirror. Her top was tied so tightly it was hanging on for dear life. She was making sure to make her perky nipples pop out through the fabric.
"You're really going out like that?" Caroline asked, arching a brow. "Fully topless?"
Max smirked. "Of course. Sun's out, tits out. I'm gonna blind him with my confidence and one perfectly timed hair flip."
Caroline walked over and pulled her into a chair. "Okay. Max. I love the chaos. I love the nudity. But let's be strategic."
Max blinked. "Strategic nudity?"
"Yes," Caroline said, lowering her voice like a gossiping spy. "You could walk out there topless right now and stun him into silence. Or…" she leaned closer with a mischievous grin, "you could put on that itty-bitty triangle top for now, wear your tiniest thong—you know the one, Max—and bend over slowly in front of him."
Max's eyes narrowed. "The red one?"
"The red one," Caroline whispered.
Max gasped like she'd just been told the secrets of the universe. "The one that looks like a piece of string holding two cherries?!"
Caroline nodded. "Exactly. That one. Trust me. The second you bend over to grab your drink, his swim shorts are gonna launch a tent."
Max paused. Then smiled slowly. "You're evil."
Caroline handed her the red bikini top and bottom with a wink. "Yeah. Learned from the best."
[YACHT DECK – MOMENTS LATER]
Alex was lying back, taking occasional sips of his beer, eyes half-closed, sunglasses on, enjoying the breeze and waiting for impact.
Then the door opened.
He heard heels. Tiny, dangerous-sounding heels. He opened one eye.
Caroline walked out first, looking like a beach angel in her tight bikini. Her hips swayed just a little too perfectly.
'Sweet lord in heaven!' He noticed her perky nipples. 'Wonder... What would happen if I rubbed an ice cube on those cherries.'
Then came Max.
And damn.
Red bikini. Micro-thong. And a strut that could kill a man.
Alex sat up slightly, his brain short-circuiting. Big Alex almost sprang up, but he barely managed to control it... It took a lot of self-discipline and inner peace.
"Jesus…" he muttered under his breath. "I wasn't ready."
Max walked over to the edge of the deck and stretched her arms high in the air like she was reaching for the sun. Her big boobs were just... Divine. Then she slowly bent down to grab her a beer bottle from the fridge, giving Alex a direct, front-row view of Bootypalooza 3000.
His jaw tightened. His legs twitched. The beer bottle almost slipped.
Max turned, holding the bottle, and smirked at him. "Something wrong, Moneybags?"
Caroline took her beer bottle and plopped onto the lounge chair beside him, sipping it like a satisfied villain. "You okay, Captain Hot Abs? You look…tense."
Alex crossed his legs very casually. "Nope. I'm great. Just admiring the view."
Max laid down on her towel, back arched just enough, adjusting her top even though it clearly didn't need adjusting. "Well, you better brace yourself," she said, "because this view's only getting better."
Alex took a sip of his drink, eyes darting between the two of them.
"Lord help me," he mumbled.
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A few minutes later...
Alex had finished half his beer, but he hadn't moved in ten minutes. Not because he was lazy. Because he was trying very, very hard not to get visibly turned on.
Max and Caroline were a walking test of his self-control, and he was currently failing the exam.
He tilted his head slightly, watching Max sip the last of her beer and then sit up slowly, stretching like a cat in the sun.
"Alright," she announced. "Time to make good on my promise."
'Here it comes,' Alex raised an eyebrow. "What promise?"
Max grinned. "You know the one. Coconut oil. Abs. Me."
Caroline hummed. "Ah yes. The holy trinity."
Alex tried to keep his voice steady. "I thought that was a joke."
Max stood, walking toward the small bar where she had stashed the shimmering oil earlier. (Probably when she was taking the beer. Alex was so focused on her boobies, he didn't notice.) "Does this look like a joke?" she asked, holding the bottle up. "You said you wanted to be pampered."
"I don't remember using the word pampered. Wasn't it you who wanted to return that favor?"
Caroline, still lounging beside him, gave him a sly look. "No, but your body language is screaming 'please let hot women climb on me.'"
Max returned and knelt beside him on the lounge chair, straddling the edge of his thighs. "Lean back, Captain Hot Abs. This is a one-time offer. Limited edition."
Alex gave her a cautious look. "Are your hands warm?"
Max popped the lid off the oil, poured a small amount into her palm, and then rubbed her hands together slowly. "They are now."
Caroline sat up, watching with a smile. "You better not hog him."
"No promises."
Max pushed Alex's shoulders gently. "Down, sailor."
He gave in and leaned back, propping himself on his elbows, still watching her. Max poured a few more drops into her palm, then lowered her hands to his chest... starting slow.
Her palms slid over his skin with slow, practiced strokes, gliding along the ridges of his abs. Her touch was firm but teasing. She rubbed the oil in wide circles, smoothing it into every defined line of his torso. Her thumbs pressed gently beneath his pecs.
"Wow," she whispered. "These are stupid. Like, unfair levels of sculpting. I just can't get enough of these."
Caroline giggled. "Don't drool."
"Too late," Max said again, biting her lip as her hands continued their slow path downward. 'I'm gonna ride you like there's no tomorrow.'
She reached his obliques, fingertips trailing dangerously close to the waistband of his swim shorts, but not touching it. Not yet.
Alex let out a low breath. "You're doing this on purpose."
"Doing what?" Max blinked, all innocent. Her hands moved back up to his chest, then down again... this time slower, closer.
"You're torturing me."
"Mm," she purred. "Only a little."
Caroline stood and joined them, grabbing a second bottle from the bar. She poured some oil into her hands, warming it with a quick rub. Then, without a word, she sat behind Alex on the lounge chair and began massaging his shoulders.
Alex's eyes fluttered for half a second. "Wow! Oh, yeah. Okay… now this is just cheating."
Max smirked. "It's called double-team therapy."
Caroline leaned in close to his ear, her voice soft, nearly a whisper. "We're professionals."
Max grinned. "Certified in 'Get You Hard in Five Minutes or Less.'"
Alex groaned. "You're gonna kill me."
Caroline's fingers dug gently into the tension at his neck. "We'll revive you."
Between Max's hands sliding down his abs and Caroline's thumbs kneading his shoulders, Alex's whole body was buzzing. It wasn't just the oil. It was the way they took their time. The way their hands lingered. The way their eyes flicked to each other, then to him, then to each other again.
They were playing with him.
Slowly. Intentionally. Perfectly.
Max's fingers danced lower, skimming just under the line of his shorts, brushing over the sharp V of his hips.
Caroline, still behind him, leaned down, letting her lips graze his ear. "Are we making you uncomfortable?"
Alex chuckled, eyes half-lidded. "I don't think that's the word."
Max tilted her head, pretending to think. "Horny?"
"Closer."
Caroline kissed the corner of his jaw. "Desperate?"
Max ran one nail lightly down his abs, making him flinch. "Turned on but too proud to admit it?"
He laughed again, but this time it sounded more like a warning. A low growl.
"Keep pushing," he murmured, "and I'm not gonna stay the gentleman."
Max leaned in close, nose almost brushing his. "Maybe we're not looking for a gentleman."
Caroline's hand slid down his arm, her palm resting over his wrist, pinning it gently to the lounge chair.
Alex looked between them. His voice dropped to something deeper, darker.
"You're both playing with fire."
Max smiled, eyes gleaming. "Then maybe it's time we turned up the heat."
Caroline leaned forward, her fingers still pressing gently into Alex's shoulder. Her lips brushed the side of his face... just a whisper at first. Then she tilted his chin toward her and kissed him, slow and deliberate. No rush. No hesitation.
Alex didn't move at first. Not because he didn't want to... because why would he? Let the girls do their thing for now.
Her lips were soft, teasing, and confident all at once. Her kiss was light, playful... but it told him exactly what she wanted. She nibbled on his lips and he nibbled back then came the tongue play. Alex pushed his tongue into her mouth and she let him explore and taste her mouth. She tasted like strawberry beer.
Max whistled low. "Damn. Okay, Blondie. I see you."
Caroline didn't break the kiss, just smiled into it for a second before pulling back slightly, her lips still barely grazing Alex's. "What?" she murmured. "He tastes good."
Max snorted. "God, you're so hot when you're casually dominant."
Caroline winked at her. "Someone told me to stop holding back and I'm just going to do that. Stop holding back."
Meanwhile, Alex's hands had found Caroline's hips without him realizing it. His body responded on instinct, his grip tightening slightly, pulling her closer, even as Max casually slid lower... her hands now gliding down his thighs.
"Alright, my turn," Max said, kneeling beside the chair, eyes locked on Alex's swim shorts like they held state secrets. "You keep his top half, I'll work on the rest."
Caroline leaned back slightly, lips still tingling, while Max poured a fresh drop of oil into her palm. She started at his knees, rubbing slow, deliberate circles into the tops of his legs.
Alex exhaled sharply. "Max..."
"I know," she said, flashing him a wicked grin. "I'm crossing the line. Again."
She worked her way up, spreading the oil, sliding her hands over his thighs with maddening slowness. Her fingers pressed into the muscle, firm and deliberate. And then she saw it... the twitch.
Max's gaze flicked up, catching the very clear bulge straining against his swim shorts. It pulsed slightly, like it was trying to fight its way free.
She paused, just for dramatic effect. Then she looked at Caroline.
"Oh my God," she said, eyes wide and mock-innocent. "Look at this poor man. This is what happens when you're too sexy and have too much self-restraint."
Caroline's eyes followed Max's, and she bit her bottom lip, clearly trying not to smile. "That's... impressive."
Alex let out a groan, not even bothering to hide it anymore. Then, Max finally did the deed. She took off her bra, but Alex was busy kissing Caroline. So, he didn't notice it. Max then poured enough oil on her boobs and began to rub them on his legs. And Alex sure felt that. Those two squishy melons of hers were now sliding over his legs.
He stopped kissing Caroline and looked down and saw the sexiest thing in the world. Max's boobs sliding back and forth over his thighs. Alex let out a moan as he felt himself getting hard.
"Enjoying the show, Captain Hot Abs?" Max whispered seductively.
"Damn," he groaned. "You are so... Divine. Max. Just... Amazing."
She kept massaging his legs with her breasts, looking into his eyes, smiling devilishly. He was hard now and it was visible through his shorts. "Someone is excited. Want me to do something about that?"
"Go ahead, you minx," Alex said, his voice deep, thick with lust.
Max looked at Caroline, then at Alex.
Her hands moved like a lightning bolt. It was as if she was waiting for this moment. She pulled down Alex's shorts in a split second. And Alex's cock sprung up. Hard. Thick. Big. The tip glistened with precum.
"Oh, impressive as always. I missed my boy," Max sighed, as she grabbed his cock with one hand, stroking it up and down, massaging his balls with the other hand.
"Damn!" Alex groaned, leaning back.
Caroline was watching her every move, studying Alex's reactions. Alex closed his eyes, breathing heavily. Max was stroking faster now. Caroline leaned forward and kissed him, but she was distracted.
"Caroline. I want to suck your nipples," Alex whispered between kisses.
Caroline smiled and took off her bikini top. She went beside him and lay down, pushing her right boobs toward his mouth. Alex immediately sucked her right nipple, nibbling it and licking it.
"Yes," Caroline gasped.
She put her hand on Alex's head, pulling him closer, pressing his mouth harder against her breast. Alex switched to the other nipple, sucking it and biting it lightly. Caroline moaned. She loved what he was doing with his tongue.
Meanwhile, Max's right hand was working up and down Alex's cock, stroking faster, tighter. Her left hand cupped his balls, massaging them gently. Alex groaned and sucked Caroline's nipple harder.
Max leaned over and pressed her lips to the tip of his cock, teasing it lightly.
Caroline watched, fascinated.
"Damn," she murmured, "That looks so hot."
"I haven't even started yet," Max whispered, grinning at her.
Then she took his entire cock into her mouth. Her tongue slid along the shaft as she moved her head up and down, taking him deeper each time.
Caroline bit her bottom lip as she watched. It was a beautiful sight. Max's lips stretched around his cock, her head bobbing up and down. Her hands stroked him in rhythm. Her eyes widened when Max took the entire length down her throat and held it, slightly gagging and looking at Alex.
As for Alex, he couldn't help but raise his hips in pleasure. His super endurance wasn't helping. He'd lasted longer than any guy would. Max pulled her head up, gasping for breath, then went back down on him.
Alex's cock hit the back of her throat again.
She didn't gag this time.
He groaned as she picked up the pace, taking him deeper each time. She was good at it, her tongue flicking and sliding along the length, her lips tightening around the shaft.
Her hands worked in sync, stroking him in rhythm. Her eyes were wide, watching him. Waiting for that moment.
Caroline couldn't look away.
She could feel herself getting wet, her body responding to the sight. It was hypnotic. The way Max's lips stretched around him, her head bobbing up and down, taking him deep each time. She wanted to do that. She wanted Alex's cock.
"Wanna join in the fun?" Max asked before spitting on his cock.
"No thanks," Caroline said. "I prefer to watch for now."
"Suit yourself," Max shrugged. She then lowered her head and began licking his balls. Her hand kept the speed. She was going fast and hard. Her grip strength was perfect.
"Oh, fuck!" Alex groaned, his body tensing.
She ran her tongue along the length, teasing the tip. Then she took him into her mouth again, sucking hard, her lips tightening around him.
Alex reached his limits. His physical endurance was one thing, but his mental endurance? He was at his limits.
He felt the pressure building, the heat spreading through him. He was so close... So close...
Max looked up at him, her eyes dark with hunger.
She sucked harder, her mouth moving faster.
She felt the throbbing and knew that he was about to burst, so she increased the sucking speed and pressure as if saying, 'Cum in my mouth.'
Alex was on the verge of an orgasm. He felt the heat rising, the pressure building, the pleasure reaching its peak. It was like a fire burning through his body, spreading through every nerve, every cell. It was like an explosion inside him. He couldn't hold back any longer. He couldn't stop it. He couldn't control it.
His muscles tightened. His body shuddered.
"Arggg!" He let out a moan as he exploded inside her mouth, releasing all that pent-up tension in one violent rush.
Max kept her lips locked around his cock as he came, swallowing every drop, her tongue swirling around the tip.
Caroline watched in awe. It was beautiful. It was erotic. It was the hottest thing she'd ever seen.
Then after sucking every last drop out of Alex, Max took his cock out of her mouth with a pop. She grinned, licking her lips. "That's why I'm the best," she said, looking at Caroline.
Alex, breathing heavily, leaned back on the lounge chair.
"Wow!" he sighed. "That was amazing."
"Yes," Caroline agreed, still staring at Max with wide eyes. "I... Wow..."
"You lasted less than 10 minutes. Ha! I am awesome," Max grinned and made a victory sign with her fingers.
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