View from a cliff…the story continues.
As I walked back over the cliffs, returning to where I had parked my car in Swanage, I pondered on what had happened during the afternoon.
The girls on the boat seemed very outgoing and friendly and I had never expected to see their exhibitionism on my outing to the coast. Or for them to invite me to perform for them, though I didn’t need much persuading.
My problem was having been given a mobile number, and a time to ring it, I was unsure if I should. As much as I would like to contact them, was it a joke or for real. And if for real why would a couple of gay girls want to meet up with a guy who they knew nothing about, other than the sight of his naked body.
The possibilities rolled through my brain until I got back to the car. I stashed my gear into the boot and set off for home. Anyway, I thought to myself, I am due back in work tomorrow so unless something was going to happen at the weekend I would be unlikely to see them again. They were probably visitors for the week and would be returning home on Friday as it was the usual ‘change’ day.
The half hour drive home seemed to fly by without me even noticing, I must have been on auto-pilot. I live in a small village about twenty miles from the coast and although it is mainly made up of quaint cottages, like most Dorset villages, I live in a small modern apartment block that had been built from the local sandstone so that it blended in.
Mine is a two bedroom apartment which I purchased with the intent of allowing family to visit being so close to the coast. I have a nice separate bathroom between the two bedrooms with another W.C. just off of the hall. The rest is made up of a large kitchen/diner/lounge.
Although there is no garden the lounge area has a set of French windows that let in the sun and I sometimes sunbathe naked there as I am not overlooked by any other properties.
I showered to remove any sweat and sun cream from my body and set about preparing myself dinner. I had the television on in the background whilst cooking and heard the weather forecaster say that the warm weather was going to continue over the weekend.
I kept checking the kitchen clock as I ate and watched T.V. Am I going to phone or not…..I still didn’t know. It was about ten minutes to eight when I made my mind up.
If it’s a trick, so what, no harm done. Perhaps they just wanted a basic chat, again, no loss. But what if they want more…..am I prepared to give up the opportunity of a chance to be with two attractive girls. NO!
I was sat in an armchair and waited for the kitchen clock to chime 8:00. I picked up the book I had been reading at the coast and flicked to the page where I had noted the mobile number.
I keyed in the number they had given me 0779xxxxxxx. It started ringing immediately. Good news. A mature female voice answered….’shit’ I thought. I didn’t quite catch the answer she gave as I panicked…..’Pardon ‘I stuttered.
‘Hiya…its Jenny…..Gemma’s mum….she’s still in the bathroom so I picked up her phone to answer for her.’ ‘Oh…ok ‘…I stuttered. Hi….Hi…..its Davey…..sorry David.
‘Mum……what are you doing with my phone’ I heard a background voice say. ‘It was ringing so I answered it’. ‘It’s Davey’.
‘Davey?’…..’oh yes Davey’……..’Ok mum, thanks. ‘
I sensed the fumbling as the mobile was pulled from one hand to another.
‘Hi’……a much younger sounding voice quietly replied.
I smiled to myself…’Hello Gemma, I feel like an old family friend….say thanks to your mum’
She giggled and whispered ‘if she knew what happened this afternoon she wouldn’t regard you as a friend’ and burst into a laugh at the end.
‘I’m sorry about that, I was running late getting ready for a family meal, I dashed out of the bathroom but mum beat me too it’
Hmmm…. I had naughty thoughts. I tried to keep a straight face. ‘So are we switching to video now instead of voice??’
A loud laugh was followed by a ‘no chance……anyway you’ve seen it all before’ a little more quietly.
All seemed to be going good so I smiled to myself again. ‘For reasons of identity are you the one with the nice pert bottom……or the more rounded one.’
A loud peal of laughter came down the line…..’It’s ok I’m in the bedroom now no chance of mum overhearing.’ ‘I’m the nice pert bum as you put it,’ I could almost feel her smile ‘the lovely rounded Ass is Di…….Diane.’
‘Just clear one thing up for me. When I first saw you getting off the boat I would have sworn you were sisters….but then what I saw under water……all those roaming hands, make me think you were in a relationship’
‘Close’ Gemma said ‘Di and I are cousins; we are the same age…well two weeks between us. We are in a sort of relationship. We have always been close and what with going through puberty together and experimenting with each other sexually and finding we liked what we fell into we have just continued. We both had our 22nd birthdays last month and this is a belated holiday.’
‘Oh…I see’ I managed to stumble out ‘so how would you categorize each other then….I wouldn’t want to accidently say something out of place.’
‘I think we would prefer to think of each other as ‘Bi’……but neither of us has any real experience with a guy…..a few snatched kisses maybe but nothing more.
I was about to speak when Gemma said ‘Look….sorry…the family is about to leave for the restaurant and I must dash. Quickly though…we have use of the boat on Saturday….if you would like to join us, message me tomorrow. Byyyyeeee.’
And with that the phone went dead.
Well that was a no-brainer…….I knew what I was doing Saturday.
So Friday morning I was back at work, and all in the office wanted to know if I had a good day.
‘A good day…yes I said…a great day actually.’ The banter settled down as we all settled down to get on with our duties. The tea trolley came around at 11:00 as usual and we had a fifteen minute break. I sneaked into a corner with my phone and sent a text confirming that I would Love to meet them Saturday.
As I got back to my desk my good friend John who I had known since school days ambled over to me. ‘A great day eh…sounds like you may have bumped into a nice chick and are keeping it quiet. I could tell from the smile on your face.’
He just stood there with an expectant look on his face. I smiled back at him ‘and even if that did happen do you think I’m going to let my business go around the office.’
‘I’m right’ he said with a huge grin on his face.
‘Ok’ I said ‘your close but that’s all your getting from me.’
He went back to his desk but I knew I would have to be careful not to let things slip.
As the morning wore on I heard my phone beep in my desk. I wondered if Gemma had replied. We are allowed our phones in our desks in case of emergencies but it is frowned on to use them when we should be working.
As lunchtime arrived John wandered over again and said ‘do you want to go and get a coffee and sandwich for lunch?’
‘I just need to answer a text…I’ll be with you in a minute.’ I replied.
‘Oh….it’s serious then’ he smirked.
I read Gemma’s message. Meet us at the gates to Poole harbor at 10:30 and could you bring a picnic pack for lunch. We have drinks already on the boat.
I texted back a quick ‘Ok….no problem…..see you there’
I walked outside to the sandwich stall made my choice and wandered over to where John was sitting on a bench in the office gardens.
‘So that’s your next date set up is it…..and you won’t even give your best friend a hint’. He just smiled knowing I was unlikely to answer.
‘Look’ I said ‘yes I have met up with someone….but I’m not telling even you anything until I know how it progress’s……so quit pestering me’.
The message got through and we just chatted about sport for the rest of our break.
The rest of the day was uneventful and I went home and had dinner. I pulled some clean clothes from the wardrobe and put them ready for the morning. I popped to the local pub for a pint of beer and chat with other villagers to use up time in the evening.
I set my alarm for 7:00 am and quickly fell asleep when I got back home.
I woke to the sound of the alarm buzzing…dashed into the bathroom for an invigorating Hot Shower and then had some breakfast. Looking out of the windows I noticed it was going to be another sunny day. ‘Mustn’t forget the sunscreen I thought to myself.
I set off in plenty of time to enable me to call into a delicatessen in the village and make up a nice picnic hamper. Then off to Poole harbor it was. I pulled up to the harbour gates at 10:15 to be stopped by the security guard. Problem….I only knew their first names so he wouldn’t let me in.
A horn sounded from behind…I could make out it was a convertible in my mirrors. The guard looked up when he heard a shout from the car…’it’s ok George he’s with us’.
George stepped back and waved the girls through…’just follow them he said.’
I followed them along the quay and parked alongside when they stopped. I jumped out and unloaded my bag of clothes and the food from the boot.
The two girls approached from their car. ‘Hello Gemma….Hi Di….is Di ok?’ I uttered.’
‘Yes’ she smiled and gave me a friendly hug….friendly enough that I could feel her nipples through her summer dress. She stepped back and Gemma gave me a hug as well.
‘ The boat’s just over here…..it belongs to the whole family so when any of us come down on holidays we can just take it as and when we want. The only rule is to fill the fuel tank when you finish.’
We carried the bags and the food over and loaded them onto the boat.
‘Have you ever driven one of these’ Di said.
‘No’ I replied ‘I’ve sailed small dinghies but nothing powered.’
‘Ok’ she said….’I’ll get us out of the harbor and perhaps we’ll let you have a go.’
I had a look around the deck to see how the boat was laid out. It seemed to be very practical with items that folded away neatly so everything was protected from the elements.
I sat on one of the padded seats as Di did a few checks before pressing a button that caused the engine to roar into life. Gemma loosened the ropes and then unloosed them from the stays. I watched as Di pushed the throttle gently forward and guided us through the rows of tethered boats.
Poole harbour is the biggest natural harbor in Europe. Gemma came and sat beside me and quite brazenly put her hand on my naked thigh. I tried not to react in any way when she then turned her head to me and said. ‘There’s a four knot speed limit in this part of the harbour but it goes up to eight when we get out into the lanes.’
‘Should I react?’ my mind was asking me…then it answered itself….’No…Just take it easy…..you’re a guest, an outsider; wait for more definite clues before you make a mistake.
I tried to stop my mind from wandering which was difficult with her hand close to the bottom of my shorts…..and I’m sure she was deliberately moving her little finger up and down. I started to ask the girls about their families and interests, anything to keep my mind off of Gemma’s hand.
After a while Di folded the captain’s seat to the side and stood while she was guiding us out of the harbour. ‘Right Davy’ she said, ‘come up here and I’ll try to teach you how to drive this boat.
‘Just take the wheel and keep it straight, we are in the exit lane so there should be no problems. Just keep an eye for any dingy under sail as they have right of way and watch out for any ferries they are too big to argue with.
I took hold of the wheel but found it strange trying to balance and keep us straight. Di stood right behind me and occasionally reached her arm underneath mine to correct our course. Her summer dress was flapping in the breeze and was tickling the back of my legs.
As we reached the main exit we hit some bigger waves and I found it harder to control the boat. ‘Don’t worry I’m here she whispered in my ear’ as she reached around my body and steadied the course. Her body was now pushed tightly against mine. ‘Spread your legs a bit more you’ll find it easier to balance.’
It wasn’t my balance that was on my mind but the two hard nipples that were pressing into my back. As I got used to the motion of the waves I relaxed a little and Di seemed to as well, she dropped her right hand but left it holding my body gently on my belt line.
I glanced to Gemma sitting to my right and she had a knowing smirk on her face. It suddenly clicked in my head. ‘They are deliberately teasing me to see how and when I would react’ my mind said ‘but two can play at that game.’
Di then raised her hand back to the wheel and said ‘we need to change course….see that light house off the end of the Isle of Wight….we need to head towards that to keep us out of the main shipping lane.’
‘Turn the wheel slowly right until it lines up with our bow.’
I was quite pleased with myself as we smoothly corrected course, then Di said ‘Hold tight’ as she pushed the throttle forwards.
I gripped the wheel as I felt my body pushed backwards……tighter against Di’s body. Not only were her hard nipples now pushing into my back but her pubic bone was tight against my Ass. I’m not sure if it was the motion of the boat or she was wriggling that bone against me.
Whatever…. It had an effect on my cock which started to pump its way to hardness in my shorts. As we got used to the speed she let go with one hand again and dropped it back to my shorts…..Just a little bit lower than she had before.
There was no doubt that she could now feel my knob but she didn’t react at first. Her lower fingers just slowly and gently wrapped around it. I couldn’t stop it from pulsing but her only action was to keep gently gripping it without a word.
I glanced across at Gemma again and saw a big smile on her face and then she winked at me. That raised my arousal and my cock gave a large pump causing Di’s hand to slide completely down and around it.
She let out a laugh……then she turned to Gemma and said ‘I think someone’s excited by all this speed…..and he’s quite a ”big boy”.’
Time to get my own back I thought as I gripped the wheel tightly in my right hand. I lowered my left hand and quickly slipped it behind me and pushed it between our bodies. I rubbed it up and down feeling the camel toe that was pushed against me. ‘Sorry I’ve got an itch’ I said.
Di giggled….’no problem’ she said, but she didn’t move her body away. I continued my rubbing of her pubes whilst she still gripped my cock head.
Gemma then said. ‘I think I ought to take the wheel while you two get to know each other better……or at this rate we will end up on some French beach.’ We both laughed and Di let go of me and eased the throttle back.
Gemma stepped up to the wheel and said ‘lay some seat pads on the floor back there but make sure you cover them with towels…..we don’t want any stains.’
Di placed the pads on the floor whilst I took the beach towels from our bags and covered them. As I stood back up Di was lifting her summer dress over her head so I just stood and watched. Gemma gave me a dig in the ribs…. ‘Looks like you’re enjoying the view then’.
I turned to her and smiled and then looked back at Di who was stood in a pair of white briefs that stood out against her firm tanned body. She slipped her fingers inside the band to slip them down her legs.
‘No’ I said. She stopped her movement and looked up at me. ‘Sorry I didn’t mean to shout.’ ‘Um…Um….look I want to just say something before anything else happens.’ I looked between the two of them but ended up looking at and speaking to Di.
‘Gemma has told me the basics of your relationship and I don’t want to come between or upset either of you. We can stop here and now and just enjoy the day together but if we continue the way this seems to be going then I want you both to be sure that it is really what you want and everything will stop with no questions asked by me if either of you wants to stop.’
The two of them looked at each other and I smiled inside as I saw the tiny nods they gave each other.
Di stepped towards me and wrapped her arms around me….she gave me a little peck on the lips and she pulled us closer and her head slid beside mine. She whispered in my ear ‘you are so sweet…..we want to learn together as we have always done, and each of our experiences will tell us our next directions.’
As Di stepped away I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor and then I started to push my shorts down. I saw she was about to remove her panties.
‘No’ I said again….and giving her a big smile ‘that’s something I want to do.’
I reached out and pulled her close to me again and we both wrapped our arms around each. I whispered in her ear…’remember what I said…I mean it.’
She whispered back ‘ok’.
I started to run my hands with gentle strokes up and down her back gradually moving closer and closer to her panty line. I let them slide over her panties and stopped to fondle her lovely rounded cheeks. I held them still for a while enjoying the motion of the boat that caused our bodies to rub against each other.
After a few minutes I pulled her bottom tight to me and could feel my cock press into her smooth belly. Again I held us for a moment enjoying the sensitive feeling as she gave the faintest of moans.
Whilst Di’s eyes were still shut I glanced over to Gemma. She looked back at me with her large blue eyes and nodded her approval.
I slowly relaxed my hold on Di and whispered in her ear…’now it’s your turn to part your legs’.
I’m one of those guys who Love the smooth warm feel of cotton panties and I wasn’t going to miss this chance.
I held Di loosely around her back with my left arm, and with my right hand I ran my fingers over her taught stomach. Gradually I moved lower and slipped further down outside of her panties and teased my hand between her parted legs. I ran my middle finger over the slight indentation of her camel toe. I didn’t need to move, the even rocking of the boat caused my finger to rub back and forward pushing the cotton deeper and deeper into that warm space.
Very gradually that groove became damp and then wet and I knew she was ready for more.
I slowly pulled my hand back up to Di’s stomach and again looked at Gemma as I started to slide it inside those now wet white briefs. There was no nod this time….just a licking of her lips.
I curled my middle finger just slightly forward and eased it down. Di let out another faint moan as it slid over the hardness of her clit and along the slippery wetness of her lips. I kept my finger moving backwards and forwards at a slow pace until I could feel Di’s juices really start to flow.
I could sense her need now as she tried to push down on my finger. I increased my speed slowly and started a more oval motion over her clit bringing more regular moans from her mouth. Having her stood on her legs I could feel when she started to thrust so I increased my pressure over her clit.
She started to pant against my ear so I knew she was close. On my next forward movement I curled my finger more so that it slipped straight inside of her Pussy and I pumped it frantically as she screamed in my ear ”oh Fuck”. I slowed and continued my movement in and out of her Pussy as her Orgasm still flowed through her body loving the pulsing against my finger.
I felt her head relax onto my shoulder as her breathing eased but I kept my arm around her body as when the tension in her legs went I knew she would be wobbly.
I removed my finger from inside her and licked her juices from it then eased Di around so she could drop onto a seat to recover. As I pulled my arm from behind her back she gripped hold of it with her hand and placed them both between her legs and clamped them shut.
