Caribbean Threesome Part 1 Page 4

  "You know, you're very cute," Beth said.

  "Err, thanks," Jim felt a further swelling.

  "For a boy," Liz added.

  "Oh," Jim looked from one girl to the other, gears spinning in his head. "Are you two..."

  "No, we're not!" Beth said.

  Liz laughed.

  Beth looked down at his cock and asked, "Are you hard again?"

  "What?" Liz looked. "He is!"

  Jim started to push his hard-on back into his shorts.

  "Hold on there." Beth took hold of his wrist. "What's your hurry?"

  "Well..." Jim blushed once more. "I..." But he took his hand from his now erect penis. Then brought it back to cover himself.

  "It's not bad looking, you know," Beth took his hand away.

  "It is?" Jim said.

  "Are you hard all the time?" Liz asked.

  "Well," Jim looked from one girl to the other. "When I'm with you..."

  "What? Somehow you can control yourself?" Liz smiled.

  "No. I mean, yes," Jim swallowed hard. "I mean... When... You know."

  "Yes. We know what you mean," Beth said.

  Liz looked at her from behind Jim's head, as if to say, We do?

  "You do?" Jim looked at Beth.

  Beth shrugged, "Sure. But isn't it sore?" she looked down at his erection, still holding his hand.

  "No." He looked down at it too. "Not really."

  "So are you popping boners left, right and centre at home?" Beth asked.

  "No." Jim looked up at her. "It's just that..."

  "That?" Beth asked.

  "That I don't normally pee in front of two hot babes."

  Liz snorted. "Hot babes. Is that what we are?"

  "Oh, I didn't mean..." Jim ran out of words once more.

  "It's OK," Beth smiled. "We know we're hot."

  Jim and Beth looked at each other for a moment.

  "So, do you think that we're all that interested in watching you play with yourself again?" Liz interrupted.

  "Em..." Jim looked at her.

  "The answer is, no we're not," Liz said. "So if you're finished you can leave." And she gestured to the door back into his room.

  "Oh, right." His face dropped. "Sure."

  But as he turned to leave Beth tightened her hold on his hand. "Well, wait a minute. He doesn't really have to go, does he?" she looked at Liz.

  "Why not?" Liz looked back at her.

  "Well..." Beth thought for a moment. "Well..." Then she smiled. "Well, so far he's had all the fun and now I'd like some."

  "Really?" Liz raised her eyebrows.

  "I mean he got to cum while looking at your tits," Beth said. "And then I gave him a foot-job in the cafe."

  "Foot-Job?" Liz giggled, while Jim blushed some more.

  "Well," Beth giggled back, "what else would you call it?"

  "Do you have a foot fetish, Jim?" Liz teased.

  "No," Jim replied.

  "Anyway, he owes us for this morning," Beth said.

  "I suppose," Liz shrugged.

  "So I'm going to collect," Beth smiled. "Come here," she pulled Jim's hand and led him into the girl's room, Liz trailing behind.

  Beth brought Jim across to the end of her bed. She turned to face him and reached under the hem of the long t-shirt she was wearing. "Are you any good with your tongue?" she asked Jim.

  "Um?" Jim looked blankly at her.

  Beth wiggled her hips and pulled her panties down to her knees. Jim's breath caught in his chest. She straightened up letting her panties fall to her ankles. She sat down on the end of her bed and kicked them to one side.

  Jim's mouth was dry and his heart was pounding in his chest.

  "Is that what you'd call a throbbing member?" Liz nodded at Jim's cock, which pulsed with each beat of his heart.

  Beth smiled.

  "Maybe I should go." Jim half turned away.

  "No, you're not going anywhere, mister." Beth took hold of his arm once more and pulled him back to face her. She looked up at him and opened her legs.

  Jim just stood there looking at the hem of her t-shirt as it rested on the tops of her thighs, acutely aware that just out of sight, beneath the thin cotton, was her naked pussy.

  Beth smiled and gently pulled him down to kneel. She ran her hands up his arms, across his shoulders and hooked her fingers behind his head.

  Jim leaned forward, pursing his lips to kiss Beth, but she pushed down and guided his head towards her crotch.

  "I, um..." Jim pulled back a little.

  "Don't tell me you've never eaten a girl out?" Beth said.

  "No... I mean yes I have, of course." Jim looked across at Liz, who was sitting on the edge of her own bed. "Are you..." he started to ask.

  "I'm just going to sit here quietly and wait for my turn," Liz smiled at him. "So hurry up and get started."

  Once again Jim just started blankly, his mind having a hard time keeping up with what was happening.

  "Come on," Beth cooed and pulled at the back of Jim's neck once more.

  Jim let Beth pull his head down until it was between her knees. Then he turned his head to touch his lips to the inside of her thigh. Once again his breath caught in his throat as he kissed her smooth skin all the way from her knees to the edge of the t-shirt at the top of her thigh.

  Beth giggled, letting her legs fall open further as she let go of his head and lay back on her bed.

  Jim looked up and saw her bare pussy, moist lips swelling. He ran his hands up her thighs and across her hips pushing her t-shirt up. He moaned as he caught sight of Beth's perfectly smooth pussy and felt his cock twitch. The sweet aroma of her arousal filled his senses and he lowered his head and gently touched his lips to the smooth skin of her mons. Beth gently rocked her hips from side to side as Jim ran his lips across to the crease at the top of her leg. Jim paused feeling the heat from her body on his cheek, marvelling at how soft and smooth she was and letting the aroma of her arousal fill his nostrils.

  Beth's hips jerked a little. "Don't tickle me," Beth said. "Just suck my clit." She once more grabbed the back of his head and pulled him onto her pussy, spreading her legs to allow him access.

  His lips opened and he tasted the fresh salt of her skin before angling down and slipping his tongue between her lips.

  Beth moaned, her fingers gripping his head as his tongue slid against her clit and along her slit sending exquisite sensations through her body. Jim licked up and down. And up and down again. Teasing the entrance to her vagina before licking up along her slit to flick the tip of his tongue against her hard little clit.

  "Oh, yeah," Beth sighed as she brought her legs up over his shoulders and squeezed his head. "Just there," she pulled his head tight. "Just there."

  Jim pursed his lips around her clit, sucking gently and flicking with the tip of his tongue.

  "Ah," Beth sighed, squeezing him tightly against, thighs pressed to his head, fingers tangled in his hair.

  Jim kept flicking his tongue, rocking his head from side to side as he sucked her clit between his lips.

  "Oh, yeah." Beth arched her back as she squeezed his head owned more.

  Jim brought his hand up under his chin and gently searched for her entrance. Beth arched her hips against his face. Jim renewed his attentions on her clit, once more running the tip of his tongue over her clit while pursing his lips around it. Beth ground her hips against his mouth, pulling him in tightly. Jim slipped his finger inside, finding her wet and hot.

  "Ah, yeah." Beth gasped, pulling him even tighter against her grinding hips, hands and thighs enveloping his head.

  Jim pushed his finger deeper into her wet pussy and felt her tighten. He slowly worked his finger in and out as he continued to suck on her clit. Beth moaned and ground back against him, feeling her orgasm grow and spread, from the tips of her toes, cascading up her body, through the ache of her nipples and into the back of her brain. Jim sucked and rubbed away surrounded by heat and pressure as Beth squeezed him tight and moaned in
pleasure.

  Jim hooked his finger upwards and felt Beth spasm. So he did it again, feeling a little rough patch inside her. Beth let out a long, low moan as her thighs fell open and her arms dropped to the sides.

  Jim kept sucking and rubbing as Beth floated on a sea of orgasmic bliss, her pussy pulsing around his finger as his tongue flicked her clit. Jim concentrated on keeping his rhythm syncing his tongue and finger, ignoring everything else except form the continuous rumble of pleasure the permeated Beth's body.

  "Of, shit." Beth jerked against him.

  "Shit. Shit. Shit," she panted. Each exclamation accompanied by a body spasm as her orgasm built beneath Jim's talented tongue and even better placed finger.

  "Oh, fuc..." Beth's voice trailed off as her body when rigid.

  Jim kept his finger and tongue moving, maintaining his rhythm as he waited for Beth to finish.

  Beth hung for the longest moment. Her hips off the bed as she spread her legs and thrust herself against Jim.

  "Oh, shit!" Beth went completely limp.

  And Jim knew he should stop.

  Everyone was silent for a long moment. The only sound in the hotel room was from three people's heavy breathing.

  Finally Liz asked, "Are you OK, Beth?"

  "Jesus Christ!" Beth declared. "I don't think I have any feeling in my legs."

  "I'll take that as a yes." Liz laughed.

  Jim sat back on his heels. A big smile across his face.

  "Fucking hell," Beth said. "Where the fuck did you learn to do that."

  Jim shrugged. "I don't know."

  "So why did your girlfriend break up with you?" Liz asked.

  "She said it wasn't me, it was her," Jim explained. "She needed space, or something."

  "Really?" Beth said. "Space to do what? Recover."

  "Fuck space," Liz said. "Get your tongue over here. I want to try you out."

  "Uh?" Jim looked over at her, his lips and chin glistening with Beth's juices.

  Liz lifted her hips and slid her damp panties down her legs.

  Jim looked at Beth.

  "You don't need her permission to eat me out," Liz said as she pulled her top off. "She's not your girlfriend."

  "Em... I Suppose..." Jim started to say.

  "You own her a turn as well, you know." Beth put her heel onto Jim's shoulder and halfheartedly pushed him away.

  "If you're sure?" he asked Beth.

  "Go suck her pussy, Jim," Beth said.

  "I do like to suck pussy," Jim said.

  "That's what I like to hear." Liz smiled at him.

  Jim felt a little self-conscious as he shuffled across to Liz's bed. "I've never done this before," he half muttered.

  "Oh, yes, you have," Beth said.

  "No." Jim knelt in front of Liz. "I mean with two girls."

  "Just think of it as having your next girlfriend." Beth rolled onto her side to look at them.

  "Well." Jim shrugged. "Normally for me there's a gap between girlfriends."

  "Well, as we're not your girlfriends there doesn't need to be a gap." Liz grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down onto her pussy.

  Jim noticed the change in taste and smell immediately. Liz was still sweet and tangy, just a different tangy than Beth. He still slid his tongue between her lips, finding her hard clit and making her shiver as he pressed the length of his tongue against it.

  "Hmm, nice," Liz sighed as she flexed her hips against him.

  Jim moved his head, pressing his tongue against her clit before sliding it down and back up again.

  "OK," Liz pushed on the top of his head, wanting him to move down.

  Jim focused on her clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue and pursing his lips to suck gently.

  "Stop teasing my clit and fuck me with your tongue!" Liz pushed his head down and arched her hips to guide his tongue into her pussy.

  Jim's tongue slipped into her hot pussy. He opened his mouth wide and pushed as hard as he could, pressing as much of his tongue into her as he could. Her hot flesh pressed back against him, squeezing his tongue but allowing it passage.

  "Oh, yes," Liz exclaimed. "That's the spot."

  Jim rocked his head a little pulling his tongue out as he leaned back and then feeling Liz's pussy push against it as he rocked forward.

  Liz brought her legs up and hooked them around Jim's shoulders, locking behind his head and pulling him in tightly even as she arched her back and stretched her hands over her head.

  "Oh, yeah," she grunted. "Fuck me with your tongue."

  And he did with his lips sliding over her glistening labia he pushed his tongue as deep as he could into her tight pussy, rocking his boys back and forth as his tongue worked its way in and out of her.

  Liz controlled his speed, pulling hard on his head when she wanted him to go faster and relaxing her grip to allow him to slow when she wanted to ride a crest.

  Jim followed her lead pushing hard and fast as she squeezed and going slower as she relaxed her gorp. Liz knew her own rhythm and guided his tongue into her just s she needed to send a fabulous orgasm crashing through her body, squeezing Jim tight as she came. And then flopping back onto her bed, pushing him away, once she was finished.

  "Well," Liz said. "That is definitely one cure for a hangover that I'm going to use again!" She rolled her head to look at Beth, who was propped up on her pillow enjoying the show.

  "Was it good for you?" Beth asked.

  "Oh, yes," Liz smiled. "I do like a boy who knows how to use his tongue."

  "You big slut," Beth threw her pillow at Liz.

  Liz caught it and threw it back.

  Beth looked at Jim. "So how are you doing?" She threw a pillow at him, which he caught with a smile. "You get to eat out two hot chicks and then the naked girls stage a pillow fight in front of you. You must feel like you're in a porno movie."

  "What about the cum shot?" Jim glanced down at his crotch where his hard cock still stuck out of his shorts.

  "Cum shot!" Beth threw another pillow at him. "You already showed us that this morning."

  "Yeah." Liz threw her oil low at him. "Save your strength for later."

  "Later?" Jim looked up at her.

  Beth's stomach rumbled. Jim and Liz two looked across at her.

  "Is it dinner time?" Beth asked. "I'm starving."

  "Yeah," Jim replies. "I could eat too."

  Liz and Beth look at each other for a moment then dissolved into giggles.

  "You know what I mean." Jim couldn't help but smile as well.

  "Anyway." Liz got some control of her giggles and jumped off her bed. "As I'm naked I guess I'm first for the shower." She trotted off to the bathroom.

  "Don't take all day," Beth called after her as the bathroom door shut.

  Jim stayed kneeling on the floor.

  "She's going to be ages in there," Beth said as the sound of the shower started. She swung her legs over the side of her bed. "I wonder what we can do while we're waiting." She wiggled her hips until she was at the edge of the bed.

  "I thought we had to conserve our strength for later?" Jim said, but he still licked his lips as he looked at Beth's pussy.

  "You have to conserve your energy." Beth pulled her t-shirt off and lay back spreading her legs wide. "But that doesn't mean that I can't have another quickie little orgasm."

  Jim leaned forward and took her pussy in his lips.

  Chapter - 4

  Jim looked at the dilapidated building. "Are you sure this is it?" he asked.

  Liz and Beth laughed at his expression.

  "We're sure this is it." Beth took hold of his hand. "But we'll protect you if any giant spiders jump out to eat you."

  Jim smiled back. "Spiders I can handle..."

  "I can't believe that this is your fourth day here and you have have barely stepped outside the hotel," Liz interrupted.

  "Well, I have a lot of good books on my kindle," Jim replied.

  "Nobody comes on holiday to an island paradise to
read books, no matter how good they might be," Liz said.

  "Well," Beth said, "I have a kindle as well."

  "Yes," Liz said. "But you just read it when you're sunning yourself. You don't sit in your hotel room reading by yourself."

  "That's because you keep dragging me out to bars to get drunk."

  "That's because a drunk Beth is a happy Beth." Liz smiled at her.

  "That's very true," Beth said. "So why are we standing out in the street instead of getting Jim to buy us drinks in the bar?"

  "Good question," Liz replied. And headed for the door.

  Jim hesitated. Beth looked at him.

  "It looks like a rough place," Jim said.

  "No." She nodded at the bar. "It's just the laid back island charm. Every place here could do with a lick of paint."

  "But the resort hotel is new and clean," Jim said.

  "Yeah, and full of cosmetic sales girls."

  Jim shrugged. "I suppose."

  Liz looked back at them as she stood in the open door. "Could you two love birds hurry up I'm parched."

  "We agreed that we would eat in the hotel and you agreed that you would come out with us to sample some local colour, so that is what you are going to do, Jim," Beth said.

  "Um, OK," Jim replied.

  And they followed Liz into the bar.

  It wasn't as crowded and the music wasn't as loud as Jim had feared. Liz headed straight for the bar, Jim and Beth in tow.

  The barman came over. "Welcome to Desmond's Bar. What can I be doing you for?" he asked.

  "What would you recommend for three thirsty tourists?" Liz asked.

  "Three thirsty tourists?" the barman smiled at them. "Well, how about three Caribbean threesomes."

  "Caribbean threesome, what's in one of those?" Jim asked.

  "Who cares," Liz replied. "Hit us up my good man."

  "Coming right up." The barman busied himself pouring measures of rum, ice and pineapple juice into a blender and buzzing up the mix. Three tall glasses garnished with fruit were popped on to the bar. The barman filled them with their drinks and dropped a little umbrella into each.