By the time I woke up the next morning, Louise had already left for her day's diving trip. I stretched out in the big bed and thought about what I'd do with the day. The past few days had been pretty debauched what with New Year's Eve with Kallie and Becca, the two Australian teenagers we'd met, and then last night's phenomenal ass-fucking session between me and Louise. I remembered Kallie interrupting us, so turned on after reading my stories on Lit, how she'd pressed her firm, bikini-clad body against my nakedness, almost begging me to fuck her, while Louise had lain blindfolded, bound, and naked just a few feet away her holes. I'd done well to resist the teenager, but now my cock was rising at the thought.
I pushed the thought away, and decided it was time to clean up my act. I was going to spend 2nd January being healthy and pure.
I pulled on my running gear and stepped out into yet another scorching hot day in Ko Phangan.
An hour later I'd run along the beach and back, I was dripping with sweat and panting for breath. I'd probably covered eleven or twelve kilometres, and I was about ready to dive into the coolness of the hotel swimming pool.
"Hey there, sporto!"
I looked around and saw Kallie and Becca reclining by the pool. Becca, the blonde, more confident one, was sitting up, a hand shading her eyes as she spoke to me.
"Remember us?" she teased.
"Hi!" I waved, too tired to say more. I pulled off my shoes, socks and t-shirt and jumped into the pool.
I surfaced next to wear the girls were sunbathing, and leant on the edge, enjoying the sensation of the cool water on my burning body.
"Hey there," I said. "How you both doing?"
"We're bored," said Becca. Kallie wasn't saying anything. She was propped up on her elbows, looking at me behind her shades. I noticed again how her tiny black bikini barely covered her nipples, and how smooth and tanned her legs were.
"Hey, Nick!" said Becca, sarcastically waving to get my attention. "You with me?"
"Sorry. Yeah," I said. "Why are you bored?"
"Nothing to do round here. Everyone left yesterday after the Full Moon. It's just us left. What you been doing?"
"Running. On the beach."
Becca looked over to the beach, a bored, dismissive expression on her face, as if she wouldn't even consider doing something so energetic and ultimately pointless. I took the opportunity to drink in her nubile, young body, her blonde curls, her full firm breasts, and her toned body. I thought to myself how incredibly lucky I'd been to spend New Year's Eve with these two girls. It had been a shame that Louise hadn't let me fuck either of them, but just seeing those two gorgeous bodies naked had been enough. When they'd taken turns sucking my cock after I plunged it in and out of my girlfriend's squirting pussy it had been a bonus!
"We're hiring bikes and going to the other side of the island," said Becca suddenly. "You want to come?"
Kallie sat bolt upright but didn't say anything. She just looked at her friend. There was something passing between them, but I couldn't work out what it was.
Finally, Becca continued: "We're getting bikes from the hotel reception and we'll be back in a couple of hours. Come on, Nick. It'll be more fun than sitting around here."
I'm not a big fan of sunbathing, and I had to admit I did want to see more of the island. But on the other hand my girlfriend had given me strict instructions not to get any more "friendly" these girls. Or any other girls for that matter. Louise was very open-minded, when she was involved. Extra-curricular activity was seriously frowned upon.
Ok. I admit looking back, I had a very simple choice here. I should just have said "No thanks", swum to the other end of the pool and waited for Louise to come back.
Of course I didn't. Would you? Honestly, if you were presented with two half naked, seriously hot teenagers asking you to go somewhere with you, would you say no? If you'd seen them both fully naked, writhing in a lesbian threesome on a bed with your girlfriend just two nights earlier, if you'd pushed your fingers inside their soft, wet pussies, but then not been allowed to fuck those pussies, would you really, hand on heart be able to say, no?
Of course you wouldn't, and so within the hour we were on three bikes, bumping along a potholed dirt track on our way to the other side of the island.
Getting out of the hotel had livened us all up, and we laughed and shouted as we swerved to avoid enormous ridges, cavernous holes, and even at one point a giant lizard lying in the path.
We didn't really know where we were going. We were just following the road, figuring that it wasn't a huge island. We couldn't go too far or get too lost.
But of course we did both. I don't know if the girls planned it, or if we genuinely got lost, but before long we were going round in circles, trying to find our way to some sort of village, any sign of human life.
None of us were worried though. We were having too much of a laugh, and I was certainly enjoying watching the girls with their hair flying in the wind behind them, their tits jiggling with every bump in the road, and their firm, round asses when they stood up to ride over a particularly bumpy section. To be honest I spent most of the day in a state of semi-arousal, and I wasn't really thinking about the consequences of what I was doing, the time, where we were, or anything like that.
Finally we found a village, and pulled up outside a bar that was empty apart from the tender. Taking seats at the bar we ordered three Beer Changs and asked where we were.
It turned out we were right on the other side of the island from Hat Rin, where we were staying. It suddenly dawned on me that we wouldn't make it back until after dark. There was no way I was driving along those roads in the dark. I didn't take much persuading that we'd have to stay the night, and the girls seemed keen, especially once I'd paid for both beach huts, one for them and another for me.
As I handed over the baht to the smiling Thai, I wondered why I was bothering. I knew where this was going. From his expression I suspected he had a pretty good idea too. But I had to play the game.
Returning to the bar I found the girls reclining on the floor by a table, both of them eyeing me up in a predatory way.
"So," said Becca. "What are we three going to get up to this evening?" She arched an eyebrow at me, and Kallie giggled.
The whole thing was so obvious. I half-considered just suggesting we go back to the room there and then and get fucking.
Then with a jolt, I remembered Louise. It was getting dark. She'd be back at the hotel wondering where I was. I reached into my pocket for my phone, getting ready to call her, thinking how I would explain why I wasn't there.
Then I remembered I'd not brought my phone.
A couple of hours they'd said. I thought I'd be back before I knew it and I wouldn't need my phone.
I knew then I was in serious trouble.
Looking back I probably should have borrowed one of the girls' phones or asked to use the hotel's phone. But it didn't occur to me at the time. To be totally honest, I think I was too eager to get the two girls into one of the huts and start having my way with them. I was already picturing what we were going to do. I was thinking entirely with my dick, and it didn't have time to worry about boring things like phone calls, and worried girlfriends.
"Well," I said, sliding in between the two girls and putting an arm around both. "I've got one or two ideas."
They both giggled again, and my eyes met Kallie's. Her big brown eyes were wide with excitement, with my arm around her I could feel her trembling slightly. She looked so sweet, so ready.
"I thought you were amazing the other night," she said, looking down at her lap.
"So were you." I smiled at her.
"And your stories....."
"Shit, those stories!" interrupted Becca. "Kallie showed them to me this morning. Either you've had some awesome times with the girls, or you've got the most active imagination I've ever heard of."
"Er....A little bit of both," I said.
The bar was empty apart from the three of us, propped up on a floor seat, facing out to the sea with night drawing in rapidly. The only sound was the waves lapping the shore.
"So," said Becca, running a hand up my thigh and over my shorts. "Want to get some more material for your stories?"
I grinned at her and kissed her softly on the lips. She gasped.
I turned to kiss Kallie. She was there immediately, ready for me, her hand now sliding up my other leg. We kissed for a few seconds, our mouths open, wet tongues sliding across each other. Then both girls' hands reached my stiffening cock at the same time.
"That feels good," said Becca. "Doesn't it, Kall?"
The brunette broke away from our kiss. "I want to go to the room," she said quickly. "Now."
I smiled and nodded.
We all jumped up and I led the way to the hut, wondering what I'd done to get so lucky. I'm a fairly ordinary looking guy, with no more than your usual six inches, an average income, none of the usual attributes that you might think would get you to the point where you're on a tropical island with two horny nineteen year olds, both of them following you to a beach hut, and virtually begging you to fuck them both. Together. At the same time.
Whatever I'd done I was seriously glad I'd done it.
The hut wasn't much bigger than the bed, and I didn't give the girls much of a chance to explore it. I grabbed Becca round her slim waist, pulled her towards me and gave her a deep kiss. Kallie was standing next to me, so I broke away to kiss her, my hands roaming over both girls' slender arms, firm stomachs, full breasts.
"This is fucking awesome," whispered Becca.
Kallie gasped as I began to kiss her neck.
"Nick," she said. "I want you to fuck me."
"I will," I said before kissing her lips. "I'll fuck both of you," I said before turning to kiss Becca. "You're both fucking beautiful and I want you both so much."
"Oh yeah," said Becca. "This is so cool."
"Tell us what to do," said Kallie, her small hands reaching down to feel my cock through my shorts.
This was getting better and better.
"Ok," I said, my mind racing through the possibilities. "I want you both to kiss each other."
They complied immediately, tits squashing together, hands running through silky hair, panting and gasping as they kissed passionately.
"Now on the bed," I ordered, feeling a lump forming in my throat and the lump in my shorts growing by the second.
"Strip each other."
In seconds they'd discarded their bikini tops. Two pairs of breasts bounced free. Both were impressive sizes, both were incredibly firm, and both were capped by turgid pink nipples.
