I stood, leaned against Holly’s backside, and kissed Maggie again. I did it because my face was covered in Holly’s pleasure. Maggie eagerly kissed me back.
Sweaty and sated for the moment, the three of us made our way to the pool in the creek. We eased into the same spots as yesterday. “You still look hard,” Maggie said, back to staring through the gently rippling water.
“I mostly am,” I said without needing check, I could feel it with the way the water swirled around me.
We were quiet for a long while, just enjoying the sensations of being naked in the woods with the sounds of nature around us. Holly was first to break the silence, “I love you guys.”
“And we love you,” Maggie said, answering for both of us well enough that I just nodded my agreement.
“And I love that you two can be together.”
“Yeah,” Maggie said, giving me an easy smile before adding the insult I had grown up hearing from her, “Even if he is a brat.”
“Better a brat than a bitch,” I replied, sticking to a script that dated back as far as I could remember. I splashed her, which got me splashed back, and started a full scale splashing war between the three of us until we were wet from head-to-toe and breathless from laughing so hard.
The blanket and the sun called to our naked bodies for another tanning session. Gone was my shyness. I didn’t cover-up my hard-on as I walked to the blanket. Instead, I allowed it to bounce and bob while it pointed out the way. When we reached the blanket, I stretched out on my back. The girls insisted on putting me between them.
While coating each other with lotion, both girls were impressed that I was fuckably hard again. In better control of myself, they were able to stroke and caress my hard-on without getting me off, which they both did and I believe they both enjoyed doing, too. While putting lotion on Maggie, I slipped my up Maggie’s thigh towards her pussy, she squirmed and Holly said, “I think she likes that.”
“I think I like lots of things,” Maggie said, caressing Holly’s shoulder. Our cousin leaned over, kissing Maggie on the lips. Maggie slipped her arms around Holly and held her there. I slid my hand farther upwards, from Maggie’s thigh to her pussy. I slipped two fingers inside her pussy, fingering her hot and wet. She tilted her pelvis upwards, welcoming my touch, so I didn’t stop what I was doing.
When I had tentatively touched my sister yesterday, Holly had told me, “Pretend she is me,” and I had kept my eyes on the pretty blonde while caressing my sister. This time, I rubbed Maggie’s pussy without substituting her pussy for Holly’s. I glanced at Maggie holding Holly against her and followed my sister’s body until I was watching my hand caressing her pussy. Maggie was as beautiful as any woman, including Holly, and I would be a fool not to appreciate the gift of being allowed to pleasure her.
I leaned over and kissed Maggie’s flat stomach. I know she was my sister, but I knew I loved her, too. I gave her a second kiss, moving down her body, across her hip bones, until I was pushing her legs apart and settling between them. Maggie bent her knees and presented her most intimate parts to me. I don’t know if she expected me to do more than use my fingers or not. I did realize how we were positioned so similar to yesterday’s blowjob. Instead of Holly kissing me while Maggie went down on me, Holly kissed my sister and I pressed my mouth against Maggie’s pussy for the first time.