Cabin for Three

Disclaimer: This story picks up the morning after the events of Part 1.

You would think, that with the previous night's events, we all would have slept in. However, despite my gorgeous wife fucking and sucking my best friend and I silly, we all woke up relatively early, ready for breakfast.

"Last night was wild! How do you feel about it?" Abby whispered, like we shared some secret, as we both squinted in the sunlight flowing into the cabin window.

"We had fun, Luke had fun, and I'm pretty confident nobody is leaving anybody for someone else, so let's enjoy the trip, you have carte blanche baby" I replied. The thought of seeing her with both Luke and I again, as well as visions of last night, had already started my cock swelling.

"Easy there boy! Don't start something we can't finish, anyways, I'm famished!" Abby smiled as she threw the covers back and noticed the tent starting to form in my boxer briefs.

"By the way, Becky is missing out, Luke has an adorable cock!" she teased, throwing on one of my flannel shirts and checking her face in the dresser mirror.

"Okay, get the car packed, I'm going home!" I retorted in feigned shock, as she grinned and laughed in return.

"No way babe, we're just getting started!"

Oddly, breakfast wasn't awkward at all. Everyone behaved as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, as we loaded up on strong coffee, eggs and bacon. Luke, Abby and I made the usual inquiries on how we slept, the beautiful weather, and how many fish we were hoping to catch that day.

In short order, we had all showered, grabbed our gear, a cooler full of drinks and headed down the path to the small dock at the end of the property. A quick call to Lou, a local retiree who has a side hustle doing odd jobs for the seasonal cabin folk, the previous week, made sure the 16 foot bass boat my late father left me was in the water, gassed up and in ship-shape.

The outboard engine roared to life easily as we left the dock and headed to a small bait store across the lake. Luke and I were in the lazy weekend uniform of ball caps, cargo shorts, flip-flops and tee shirts. Abby on the other hand, had donned a green bikini, with athletic shorts over it, and the flannel shirt from earlier, to guard against the morning chill.

Bait secured, we motored to a favorite crappie spot, and set to fishing, without much luck. Still early in the season, the lake was calm, and save for 2 boats in the distance, nearly deserted.

After a while of no luck, Abby shucked the flannel in the warming air, while Luke, now sitting behind the console, absentmindedly fooled with the boat's controls.

"Sorry the fishing sucks guys, must be too late in the day," I said, "it's still nice to be out on the water."

"My morning's excitement was a call from Becky that lasted about 4 sentences" Luke said dejectedly, "is it too early to start drinking?"

"Dude! It's like 10:30am, at least wait until noon you lush!" I replied.

"Those guys must not be having any luck either, they're moving" said Abby, pointing to a boat approaching with 3 men on board, "Dare me to flash them?"

"Sure thing" I replied, "might generate a little fun."

Waving cheerfully at the boat as it passed, Abby made sure she had all of their attention, then she quickly lifted her bikini top, showing her firm little tits to the gawking strangers, nipples hardening at their sudden exposure.

She was greeted by a cheer, and the weak bleat of the boat's horn as they passed, and traveled out of sight. Strangely, Abby didn't pull her top back down, but instead untied the back, and left it hanging from her neck, nestled between her cleavage.

I gave her a strange look, and she just smiled, and walked by me to Luke, who was still preoccupied with trying to get the radio to work.

Gently turning him by his chin, she laughed a little as Luke, discovering she was still essentially topless, smiled and shook his head in disbelief. She leaned down, kissed him full on the lips, and sat down between his legs as he sat in the captain's chair, running her hands slowly up his bare legs, and into the legs of his shorts.

Feeling my own dick grow in the confines of my shorts, I looked on smiling as she stroked his cock through his shorts.

"I found a new rod" she said, giggling a little at her, obviously, lame joke and unsnapped & unzipped Luke's shorts. "Let's see what I can catch".

Lifting his butt a little so she could slide his shorts and underwear down and off, Luke hissed with a sharp intake of breath as Abby wasted no time devouring his hardening cock. Plunging her lips over the swollen head, taking him slowly out of her mouth, leaning down to gently suck each of his hanging balls, then licking her way back up his shaft before noisily slurping his length back into her mouth.

Watching them intently, and lazily stroking my own rock hard member, I decided that I should at least join in and crouched down behind Abby, rubbing her pussy, and feeling the growing warmth, through her bottoms as she enthusiastically sucked my friend off.

Moaning around Luke's cock, she temporarily stopped jacking his shaft, and went to "no hands" mode as she continued to pleasure him, whilst sliding her bikini bottoms and shorts down, making my access easier. I immediately sucked my first two fingers to wet them, and slid them between the firm cheeks of her ass, down to her, now very wet, sex.

Finger fucking her with two digits, she was soon as wet as an over-ripe peach, and very matter-of-factly, loudly slurped as she released Luke's cock from her mouth, stood and turned to face me, while spreading her legs and sitting back, never letting Luke's throbbing dick go as she rubbed it between her legs, up and down her soaking cleft, smacking it against her swollen clit before impaling herself on his stone hard cock.

Now it was Luke's turn to moan as his invading cock slipped into her burning hot tightness and it enveloped his rigid manhood in its silky embrace. Bracing herself with her hands on his knees, she built up a steady rhythm, bouncing up and down on his lap in this impromptu reverse cowgirl.

Not wanting to be left out of the fun, I stood in front of her with my hard cock inches from her face. Quickly taking the hint, she bent forward and took my needy tool into her warm mouth, sucking eagerly.

Extremely turned on by seeing my best friend grimacing in pleasure as my wife rode his cock, I tried to think about anything other than my sexy wife sucking my dick, to keep from cumming, but I was quickly losing the battle. She must have read my mind, because she pulled me from her mouth, and gripping my cock to steady herself, looked back at Luke and moaned "yessss baby, fuck my poor little pussy hard!"

"Oh fuck, you are PERFECT!" Luke groaned as he reached forward, grabbing both of her firm tits in his hands and tweaking her hard little nipples.

As Abby sucked me back into her mouth, I grabbed her head and started furiously fucking her mouth, with an insane need to cum.

Luke grabbed her hips and started slamming into her, bodies noisily slapping together as Abby cried out as she came, tight pussy gripping Luke's swelling cock.

The vibrations of her moaning her climax around my cock sent me over the edge as well, I thrust forward, sinking as much of my meat in her mouth as possible, as I grunted and came for all I was worth, filling her mouth.

Grabbing her shoulders to arch her back and press her ass back into him so he could drive into her as deep as possible, her head, with my cum dripping down her chin, bobbing under the assault, Luke continued to thrust into Abby's pink tightness, calling out that he was close.

Hearing this, Abby breathlessly disengaged from his cock, turned and dropped to her knees, and with two or three quick strokes of her hand, Luke announced he was cumming, shooting blast after blast, coating Abby's perky little tits with his load.

We all collapsed and had a little laugh at what had just transpired as we pulled our shorts on, and Abby retrieved and attempted to put her tangled bikini back on.

Checking my watch, I exclaimed "hey guys it's noon!" and pulled three cold beers from the cooler and handed them out.

We all clinked our cans in a toast as Abby cheerfully said "to friends" and gulped the cold beer down.

Just then, the three guys from earlier passed by in their boat going the opposite direction, as they slowed, one of them smiled and waved at Abby and called out "you all catch anything?"

Abby grinned wickedly and shouted "Yes! Caught a load! Two in fact!"

All three of us laughed loudly as they continued on their way.