11th July
Too much pleasure
I awoke at nine the next morning. That was quite late for me but I had been to bed late; too tired for sex even though I was still rather frustrated. I can never get back to sleep in such a situation and I preferred to get up and maybe have a nap later. Alex was a snoring goddess and taking a peek into her room, Dani was a non-snoring goddess.
I had a very abbreviated breakfast and got ready for a run. I chose a navy-blue swimsuit; a proper competitive one. I did not own any pretty ones. I preferred functionality in both my attire and my body. I pulled my hair into a tight but messy bun and slipped off into fantasy. I decided on a superpower. If I was a shape shifter, I could have short hair for my runs. And when I got back I could have a body like Dani's. Or I could be ginger or have black skin. Or I could be a boy. Then I would not have to cover my chest. I could have a penis. That would make doing a wee outside so much easier. I could have sex with so many more girls. I would not want a boy's brain of course.
Landing back on Earth, I exited the apartment and headed for the beach. It was an overcast morning and the beach was almost deserted. Undeterred, I charged into the sea and launched myself forward. I had already picked a moored yacht that was about five hundred metres from the shore. By the time I returned to the shore my upper body was hurting just enough and I was a little bit short of puff.
There was a cycle path that linked our little bay with the mega resorts along the coast. For the previous three months I had been doing half my runs barefoot. This was a bit of a challenge in Clapham as it had to be done in daylight for fear of impaling my foot on a dirty needle or a piece of glass. Add, of course dog poo. Still, that morning I was spared having to get the sand off my feet before putting on trainers. I set off, pushing hard and embracing the burn. I was not exactly alone but the run was peaceful, the only sound being my own breathing and the slap of my feet on the tarmac. I made the run about five kilometres which felt about right. Despite the overcast the air temperature was higher than I was used to. I was basically a cold weather runner and could run half naked well below freezing. As a result, I was hot and bothered by the end of the run.
I went back on to the beach and helped myself to a free cooling shower. I then padded slowly back to the apartment. All was quiet and on checking, both beds were empty. Mildly perplexed, I mounted the stairs that led to the roof. As I emerged I could hear loud panting and moaning. Alex was lying on her back on one of the sunbeds and Dani was riding the Blue Bastard with absolute abandon. She was facing me and her amazing tits were bouncing up and down vigorously. Dani's feet were on the bed and her thigh muscles bulged as he rode the plastic cock. Alex was gripping Dani's hips and as I got closer I could see her amazing abdominal muscles contract as she thrust hard into her own sister.
I was both fascinated and appalled. How could they? Dani wasn't even gay. Alex was my lover, not hers. OK, she had never claimed to be faithful and boasted to me about her various lovers. Or shared me with them. And I had fantasied about doing it with Dani. And they looked so good. At it. Outside. With an audience.
Dani's eyes opened and she gave me one of her angelic smiles. She announced that she was going to come. Again. She did this incredibly loudly and it occurred to me that Dani had outshone me yet again. I just stood there and stared, slack jawed. Dani fell forward on to Alex and they enjoyed an intense post-coital kiss. The audience clapped and my shame deepened.
I did the only thing possible in such a situation. I went back downstairs and made myself a cup of tea. My errant sisters duly joined me. Dani had the grace to look a bit sheepish but Alex looked rather pleased with herself. Alex had a number of names for me of varying rudeness.
"Catriona, I do believe you are jealous."
I lied badly.
"Am not. I thought you would still be asleep." As usual Alex had a comeback.
"We would have been if you hadn't crashed around like a baby elephant getting ready to go out. You were only wearing a swimsuit for fuck sake. You know how I like to start the day with sex; so does Sugar Tits who took a bit too much ecstasy last night and you know what affect that has on her libido. Plus, she hasn't had any cock for three days. She was about to turn back into a virgin."
I fixed Dani with what I hoped was a hard stare. She did not look sheepish and just smiled angelically.
"But, it's not fair. Al is my lover. You're straight. You seemed to be getting plenty of cock last night."
I should have known that I would not win.
"You are jealous, little sister. Al said cock. Not incompetent lesbians. Al fucks like a man as you well know. Your moral outrage is on shaky ground. You know that Al is incredibly promiscuous."