Author's note: Though this story may be enjoyed in isolation, it is unquestionably enhanced by the earlier chapters and characterisation. If you have already read those, welcome back... I hope you enjoy this next instalment.
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Joe was in heaven. As Annabel's teasing water dance continued its wonderful choreography, every part of his being seemed under the most wonderful assault. Each of his senses was being overloaded with erotic energy. His skin was alive with the sensation of cooling waters lapping between their embracing bodies, sloshing upwards and over their chests each time Annabel rose a little in her rhythmic motion. The swaying of his balls in the gentle currents of the bay was an incredibly horny feeling.
Annabel's slippery body, lovingly wrapped around him, buoyant and suspended easily by Joe's strong arms, drove him crazy at every point they were in contact with each other... especially his dick. His dick could not be any harder. Their kiss endured and neither one seemed able or willing to pull away first... their tongues entwined and danced together in a sensual and loving battle that echoed the movement of their hips. Joe's hands kneaded Annabel's firm buttocks and inch by inch he slipped the ends of his fingers under the material of Annabel's bikini bottoms. She made no attempt to halt his progress and Joe thought he even detected a wriggle to assist him in his boldness. He opened his eyes to look into hers and seek the permission to continue but Annabel's remained closed, as they had been the entire duration of their kiss. Joe took this as tacit consent to continue and carefully he transferred most of Annabel's weight to his left hand, leaving his right to edge further towards its heavenly goal.
Andy's face was a picture, one that spoke a thousand words. He had the same genuine, warm smile he had worn since Joe and Annabel had first embraced, but it was so much more than just a smile: over-riding all else, there was the love he had for his wonderful friends; there, too, were signs of amazement and wonder at the scene being played out before him; there were glimpses of wanton lust pulling at the edges of his grin, causing his mouth to gape wider, his eyes to stare just a little harder; and just a hint of awkwardness, not really knowing what, if anything, he should do now.
He was conscious that the show was as much for his benefit as their own. Though one part of him wondered if he should turn away and slope off back to the beach, a far larger part of Andy, the side that was fuelled by several bottles of wine they had all shared at lunch, demanded he stay right there and enjoy the erotic scene being played out not two meters from him. Though not strictly a part of the sexy couple's tactile manoeuvres, Andy instinctively knew that in their minds and in their touches, he was very much a part of the action.
Annabel's pulse was racing with the thrill and the naughtiness of their act. Though her eyes remained tightly closed, her bird's eye view endured in her mind and from where she was, Andy loomed large and close. In her mind's eye, she saw could clearly see the sheen of water covering every inch of his muscular frame. She felt the muscles in her pussy flex as she imagined the hard-on lurking just below the surface. Her juices flowed as she envisioned the slick, purple head of his cock slipping between her moist lips, probing ever so slowly, deeper and deeper into her.
Had Joe been aware that his fingers were being mentally substituted by Andy's cock, he would not have cared. In fact, he would have loved it. He pushed a second finger inside her glorious hole and groaned as it slid easily between her fleshy lips. Lifting her a little higher into the water, he could now bury both fingers deeper inside Annabel's hungry pussy and as they hit the hilt of his palm, Annabel moaned loudly. All three of them were united by that moan, though if you were to ask each of them why, none could explain it. Perhaps it was a sign of Annabel's complete submission to the moment. For both of the boys, the last barrier to the next level had been lowered.
Joe turned his head and looked at Andy for the first time since he'd embraced his wife. He was delighted to see that Andy was so obviously turned on and enjoying the moment. He smiled broadly and winked at him. Andy returned the gesture and nodded his head in approval. Joe saw that one arm was laying flat on the surface, the other under water and moving quite noticeably. Joe's cock, already harder than he could remember it being in quite some time, was now like rock at the thought of Andy stroking that beautiful penis Joe had seen swaying towards him a few minutes earlier. Joe yearned to see it, to touch it, to taste it and the hope that this could in fact be something that Andy might also want was electrifying.
Joe wiggled his fingers, eliciting more moans from his wife and causing her to throw her head back. Joe carefully removed his fingers from her wet pussy and manoeuvred Annabel expertly over the head of his eager cock. Once more pulling the material aside to allow him free access, he also dipped the end of one finger between her folds to help guide his hungry cock into her. With the head probing and thrusting beside his guiding finger, it took just a brief moment to find the right spot and as he thrust upwards to bury his cock deep into her pussy, Annabel sat down further to meet him.
With her legs and arms wrapped around Joe, his cock buried deep into her hot pussy, her head back and facing the sky, Annabel could not prevent a broad and sexy smile from spreading across her face. Sure she was still very much under the influence of the lunchtime wine, but not so much so that she was unaware of her actions. Oh no... she was wonderfully aware and the smile was evidence of her feelings of happiness right now. She loved Joe so much and knew that the strength of that bond they shared gave her the rock-solid confidence to share this moment with Andy. It was brazen, it was deliciously naughty, it was unbelievably horny and it was with two amazing men!
"Andy, why don't you come over here and give me a hand with this gorgeous woman," Joe said in a low and deliberate manner as he gently rocked Annabel up and down his cock. Andy needed no further encouragement. Just three short paces through the water were enough to bring him up behind Annabel and close enough to smell the feint odour of the lavender shampoo she always used in her hair. Unsure of his next move, Andy brought both hands up to her shoulders and lightly ran his fingers across her glistening skin.
Annabel was losing herself in the moment. She needed to open her eyes now to bring things back to the wonderful reality of what they were about to share. She looked right into Joe's eyes and brought her hand up to brush the hair from his face. It was a simple gesture, but one that said so much about their love for each other. Though neither of them needed to be concerned that their actions this afternoon could be misconstrued in any way, this one loving look and knowing smile between them served as an emotional launch pad from which they could freely jump into the ocean of sexual opportunity awaiting them.
Still gazing into Joe's eyes, Annabel took that final leap and in a firm, yet inviting tone, she said, "Andy, please remove my bikini. I appear to be rather over-dressed." Suddenly Andy had a purpose, a clear invitation to be a part of this magical tryst between his wonderful friends. His hands slid down Annabel's back, strong fingers tracing a marvellously delicate trail towards the single knot that held the surplus garment in place. The two ends grasped firmly between his fingers, Andy gently pulled them apart and watched as the flimsy material loosened and began to release its grip on Annabel's beautiful breasts. Impatient with their progress, Annabel grabbed the bikini top and pulled it away, exposing her chest to the late afternoon sky... and of course, her two dotingly attentive, devastatingly erect lovers.
"Oh God, Annabel, you are magnificent," Joe whispered as he surveyed her breasts from just a few inches away. His face betrayed a wanton lust and sexual intent that Annabel well knew. Joe's eyes travelled over every square inch of each gorgeous globe and drank in the view almost as if he were viewing them for the very first time. Annabel loved this about Joe. No matter how often they made love, Joe's warm and sensual eyes always had that 'first-time' look about them. It was so reassuring to her that he would never tire of her body.
As he bent his head to kiss her chest, Annabel leaned back a little to give him the room he needed. As she did so, her head came to rest on Andy's right shoulder, his hands sliding underneath to support the middle of her back. Once again Annabel closed her eyes and gave in to the moment. Her smile endured and broadened ever so slightly, her lips parting ever so slightly more. She was now in the arms of both men and being penetrated by her husband. Joe's cock was buried just as far as it could be expected to go in this position and the rocking motion allowed just enough movement to provide the most exquisite sensations along the walls of her pussy.
Joe's tongue now danced and teased around Annabel's hard nipples. Every now and again, Joe's mouth would envelope one and suck fervently, rolling it around with his tongue and nipping gently with his teeth. He knew just how Annabel loved this and how it always sent shivers of delight through her core and into her groin. His cock felt the sudden grip of her pussy as his nipple-sucking transmitted its hot messages through her body. Andy, too, felt the ripple effect of these erotic bulletins as Annabel vibrated with each one. Her little gasps each time were beautifully choreographed with her movements and served to heighten the sexual energy enveloping the three of them.
