Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. None of this actually happened. If you feel particularly protective of certain celebrity chefs, you may not want to read it. You have been warned.
Note: If you haven't already, read Celebrity Chef Cruise Ch. 01 & Ch. 02, which are prequels to this story.
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It wasn't time yet to get ready for the evening show so I grabbed my Navigator to figure out what to do with the rest of the afternoon. There were plenty of options and I was feeling in the mood for a beer out on deck so I tracked down all of my clothes and pulled them back on, hanging my swimsuit in the bathroom even though it was dry. I left my stateroom and headed toward the upper decks with a definite swing in my step and a smile on my face. I'd had more sex, provided more orgasms and experienced more myself than I had in several months prior to that cruise combined. The future looked promising, as well, with my three new lovers all being single and living close enough to see on a regular basis. My friends were going to be green with envy. They would likely scoff when I shared my story, but when I started showing up places with Amanda, Katie or Diana in tow, they would then have no choice but to believe.
I grabbed a beer on the upper deck and found a spot where I could enjoy the scenery, both off the ship and passing by on the ship. As I thought about everything I'd experienced over the past 24 hours, it was almost mind boggling and I wondered how I could have been so fortunate. I knew the next morning would be an early one and, though we'd get a good breakfast, we'd be off the ship soon after and back to our regular lives. I already had Diana's contact information but I'd need to get Katie's and Amanda's before the next morning. I was expecting to spend most of that night with them so I wasn't expecting it to be a problem. I was also expecting to get very little sleep so I was glad that I'd have most of Sunday to recover before I had to go back to work.
After a couple of beers and plenty of relaxing, I figured I should probably go shower before the show since I'd been on the waterslide and in the hot tub. As I was cleaning myself up, I was also thinking about how nice it would be to shower with either Katie, Amanda or Diana. The showers on the ship definitely wouldn't be big enough but the shower at my apartment definitely would be. Thinking about that led me to wonder whether there would be any more threesomes with Katie and Amanda once we were back in New York. Since I figured that I couldn't necessarily count on it, I resolved to make the most of the night ahead. Not that I would have taken it for granted or that it wouldn't have been memorable regardless, but I knew if there was anything specific that I wanted to do as part of a threesome with them, I needed to be sure to do it.
Between the show and dinner that night, I ended up exchanging contact information with a lot of my new friends so I expected to be seeing more than just Amanda, Katie and Diana once we were back in New York. After dinner, it was back to the club and it wasn't long before I was seeing a lot of the same faces from the previous night, including Amanda, Katie and Diana. I tried to share my attention equally with all of them, even though I knew Diana wouldn't be hanging out as late as the rest of us. I don't think anyone was jealous because they all knew that they could have me whenever they wanted, especially after we were off the ship. When Diana let me know that she was leaving, I stepped out of the club with her briefly to give her a passionate good-bye kiss and we both promised that we'd be together again soon. The rest of us stayed at the club for one more set but, rather than going to the bar after, Katie, Amanda and I headed right for my stateroom since we knew we'd have to be up early the next morning.
Rather than immediately strip down and start fucking, we actually stepped out onto the verandah first, since we were still warm from dancing. The cool breeze and fresh air were definitely refreshing and, as I stood between them, I had a hand on each of their asses. They both had panties on under their skirts so I was thinking about whose I wanted to slip off first when Amanda spoke.
"I can't believe it's almost over already," she lamented.
"It's a two day cruise," Katie replied, "It was almost over as soon as it started."
"I guess I just didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did," she said, "especially with having to work."
"Right?" replied Katie, "Then somebody danced his way into our lives and turned this into a real party."
"Seriously?" I asked, "You guys are the ones who rocked my world. I'm just trying to keep up."
They both laughed but it was flattering to know how they felt. Since the previous night I had removed Katie's panties first, I moved behind Amanda and hunkered down, reaching up under her skirt. She was still leaning on the railing as I slid her panties down then she stepped out of them. I tossed them through the door from the verandah into my stateroom then ran my hands over her soft, smooth ass as my cock was stiffening. After a minute or so, Katie cleared her throat and turned her ass in my direction so I moved over behind her and reached under her skirt to slide her panties down. I tossed them through the door, too, in the direction of Amanda's then caressed her ass.
I'd fucked Katie that afternoon but hadn't fucked Amanda since that morning so, when I stood, I moved behind Amanda as I opened my pants and extracted my rigid cock. I pushed the hem of her skirt up around her waist, exposing her ass, then guided my cock into her pussy from behind. She moaned as I slipped all the way in until my hips were against her ass. I started to slowly fuck her, relishing the feel of her hot, wet pussy once again. After just a minute or so, I slipped out of her and moved over behind Katie. I pushed her skirt up around her waist then slipped into her hot, wet pussy. She moaned as I started fucking her. I alternated back and forth between the two of them, enjoying it a great deal but not sure if it was really doing much to get either of them close to cumming because of the interruptions. Katie ended up taking care of that concern.
After I'd been alternating back and forth for a bit, I slipped out of Katie and moved behind Amanda and, by the time I'd slipped into her again, Katie had moved below us and, based on the sound Amanda made, had started licking her clit. Since I figured I wouldn't be alternating any more, I went ahead and slipped my hands up from Amanda's hips to her tits, fondling them through her blouse. Her nipples were hard so, after caressing them through two layers of material, I reached up under her blouse and unhooked her bra. Cupping her bare tits, I was caressing the soft, smooth flesh and her hard nipples. Between my hands on her bare tits, my cock sliding in and out of her hot pussy and Katie lapping at her clit, Amanda was moaning louder and was clearly building toward an orgasm. Despite the lateness of the hour, it wasn't exactly quiet out on the verandah, though that was mostly because the ship was moving. Had it been still and quiet, I think the entire ship might have known what we were up to. Of course, if it was still and quiet, we might have been hearing others doing the same sort of thing.
Amanda was pushing back against my incoming thrusts so Katie was holding onto her upper thighs in order to keep her face buried in Amanda's pussy. I could tell both by the sounds she was making and the feel of her pussy as it became even wetter and more engorged that Amanda was right on the verge of cumming. I was savoring the way her pussy was feeling as well as the feel of her tits in my hands but wasn't close to cumming yet myself. This was good, of course, because I still planned to fuck Katie and expected that Amanda's tongue would help me get her to an orgasm of her own. Once they were both satisfied, then I'd be ready to blow a load myself.
I don't know if it was because we were outside but, when Amanda started cumming, she let out a much louder cry than she had when we'd been inside my stateroom. I could feel her body shaking as she was cumming but continued fucking her just as Katie continued eating her. I'm sure Katie was lapping up whatever fresh juices were flowing around my cock while I was savoring the feel of her even hotter and wetter pussy. We didn't stop when she finally seemed to be finished cumming but, once she'd recovered enough, she stepped away from us. I helped Katie stand.
"That was the most intense one yet," Amanda gasped, "I would have passed out from pleasure overload if you'd kept going."
"Well let's see if we can get Katie close to passing out," I suggested as I turned her toward the railing and stood behind her. Amanda didn't appear to have any opposition because she moved into position below Katie as I was sliding my cock into Katie's hot, slippery pussy. When Amanda started licking her, Katie let out a loud and passionate cry, not bothering to hold back just as Amanda hadn't. Once we had a rhythm going, I slipped my hands up under her blouse, immediately unfastening her bra and cupping her bare tits. Fucking Katie was just as pleasurable to me as it had been fucking Amanda; if there was any difference, it was too subtle to detect. I hoped I would never be put in a position of having to choose one over the other but I suspected based on the events of the past 24-ish hours that it was something I wouldn't have to worry about.
Katie started pushing back harder against my incoming thrusts and I knew that was only partly due to my cock sliding in and out of her. I was curious about how both of them had ended up bisexual, because this clearly wasn't the first time for either of them, but I figured I'd learn about that at some point and I'm sure each of their stories would be hot. As Katie's pussy was becoming even wetter and more engorged, I could feel my orgasm building and knew that I'd be content to either blow my load right into Katie's pussy or pull out and slip it into Amanda's mouth. Katie let out a loud cry and started shaking as her orgasm finally washed over her and I suspected that she was going to share Amanda's assessment of this orgasm compared with the others. It was definitely long and, astoundingly, her pussy felt even better as she was cumming than it had before. I wasn't quite on the verge of cumming yet but I was getting closer and I was savoring the pleasurable build-up. When Katie finished cumming, however, she moved away so that my cock slipped out of her hot, snug pussy then helped Amanda stand up.
