A Perfect Day for Motorboating

This is the seventh installment of the "In a World..." series, detailing the erotic journey of Ginnifer and Rick. This narrative can stand alone, but it's at its best when read in the slowly-building sequence. This is also a cross-category story that leans deepest into the prurient parts of the "Loving Wives" category. More sensitive readers should check the IaW Foreword (a stand-alone chapter) to see if this story is right for them.

Also, this is a COVID-free story. It was planned when Corona might lead to a hangover, not a virus. If this story happened during lockdown, the characters would've done very different things. If you need an escape from social distancing, keep calm and read on.

Yours truly,

Wilson Spalding

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On a king sized bed, there was a narrow little strip reserved for me. At four something in the morning, the alcohol in my veins still on fire, I never felt myself hit the sheets. I fell through the bed and kept falling.

Switch me on

Turn me up

Right through the floor, breaking through and flying into a black, starry sky where every constellation was twinkling eyes, or hardened nipples, or a sexy smile.

Don't want it Baudelaire

Just glitter lust

Somewhere, the smoky voice of Goldfrapp was leading a choir of synthpop angels. Like being backstage, bits of song echoed through the beat.

I want to touch you

You're just made for love

My fingers had no business being as lucky as they were. The bass line was the music of her lips. Double-D's defying gravity, a bouncing background for Tina's pretty face below my belt line.

I need la la la la la la

I need ooh la la la la

This heavenly creature was just passing through. A comet with a pretty tail, she wasn't the moon I'd chosen to fill my night sky. Maybe that made her shine brighter.

Oh child of Venus

You're just made for love

Suddenly, there was the face I knew. My girl; more my partner in crime. I was falling again, not flying. Falling at a million miles an hour as my own personal porn star fell to her knees.

I need la la la la la la

I need ooh la la la la

One girl, four guys. An engagement ring on her finger, but the diamond didn't hold a candle to the wicked twinkle in her eye.

I want to love some more...

That was Gin, right there. Not a dream, it was a memory now. From a cosmic stack of Peavey amps, reality danced to the beat.

I'll never walk again...

Yeah!

After the four of us, in the neighbor's living room, we didn't think she'd ever walk again. But she did, her capris draped over her arm, her full moon lighting the way for me to follow her home.

I need la la la la la la

I need ooh la la la la

In a haze of sweat, the stars fade to black.

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My eyes flickered open.

Fuck.

Where do I even start?

The smell of fresh coffee and old sex filled my nose. The light of pre-dawn brought a dim, warm glow to the room. I turned my head, ever so carefully, to survey the damage in the sheets.

Tina was still here, still naked, still asleep, her arm draped over Ginny. Fuck. That was the kind of sweet-hot vision you carry to your dying day. Ginny was still asleep too, and I doubt either of them realized the connection they were having.

I lifted myself off the silk as quietly as I could. A pair of boxer shorts later and I braced against the wall as I went downstairs. No headache, but only because I'd taken a handful of Advil before I went to sleep.

I'd set the coffee timer during the clean-up after last night's party. Rare moment of clarity.

This morning, there were a couple of leftover partiers on the sectional, just waking up from the glow and aroma.

"Morning."

One guy looked up, bleary-eyed. No idea who he was. "Holy shit. So, sorry dude. Thanks for letting me crash here last night."

"Better you crash on a couch than around a tree."

"Wow. Yeah. No doubt."

Both the stragglers drained a cup of coffee and took off before the actual sun broke over the mountain. As for me, I fed the cat and poured three more cups o' joe. Another moment of clarity: I grabbed the cream, sugar and a box of plain-looking cookies. Teacakes? Had to be something Ginny bought.

By now, at least, I was steady enough to carry the tray upstairs without spilling

I made it down the hall and into the master bedroom before the spoons shifted and clinked on the tray.

Tina was in the middle of the bed, her tiny size-2 bod somehow filling the middle of a king size mattress. That was a trick usually only accomplished by cats. When the spoons clinked, she jerked, pulling back her arm. It was pretty clear her eyes were open, staring at Ginny's naked back. She reached out again, her fingers tentative, like she was almost ready to put her arm back over my fiancée.

Reality kicked in a second later. Tina pulled her arm back, shook her head and turned over. Recognition in her eyes as she saw me, and a heartbeat later, a smile to match the sunrise.

I lifted the tray. "Good morning."

"Good morning!" She used a finger to tap her lips, then pointed at me... then to Ginny. "I remember us, last night. I remember meeting her earlier... but... did we...?"

"No." I sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully keeping the tray steady. "After 'us,' you slept through the cops breaking up the party."

"No way!"

"Way. Gin and I, uh... we partied a little more with the neighbors then came home, showered... and fell asleep on either side of you."

"Oh, my god! You guys are a couple!"

"Yeah."

Tina thought for a second, then slowly nodded. "That's right. I remember you saying... you 'knew' each other."

"Yeah, we do. Really well." I handed Tina a cup of coffee. "Cream? Sugar?"

A grasping hand flopped over, grabbing a Tina boob. It let go as it realized the mistake, but the hand didn't go away. Instead, it rested across Tina's naked lap, palm up and still grasping at air. Ginny's zombified voice matched the hand. "Coffee..."

Tina passed her the cup. "Cream? Sugar?"

"Later." The mug disappeared and there were slurping sounds a second later.

Tina grabbed another cup, determined to keep this one, and added a little cream and sugar. "So, you two seem like a very open couple."

I shrugged. "Life is short. Enjoy it while you got it."

Gin rolled over, carefully cradling the mug. "Ginnifer, by the way."

"Tina!"

"I remember," she smiled.

With the cup in front of her, Ginny's beautiful b-cups were covered. I couldn't tell if that was just because of the coffee or if she was self-conscious next to Tina's DD's. What I also realized was that both girls were staring at me as I stared at their boobs.

I don't know if Ginny read my mind, but she opened her arms in surrender and shook her head. "I can't compete with that magnificent rack."

That got Tina to glance down. "You think so? They don't look too fake?"

"They're beautiful," Gin admit.

"Thank you!" Tina was beaming.

Gin reached across her for a cookie.

That got Tina to give Gin a once-over - which sparked a sigh and a head-shake.

Gin got the slightest smile as she stretched out in her naked, dancer-bod glory. "What...?"

"You're taunting me, aren't you? It's pretty clear you've never eaten a cookie in your life."

Gin tapped Tina's thigh. "I like her. We can keep her."

"Good!" I stood up and turned around. All this touching and I risked losing my cool. "How is everybody feeling? Advil? Tylenol?"

Tina touched her temple. "Yeah, an Advil wouldn't be bad."

Ginny glanced at the open bedroom door. "Didn't we have two guests downstairs?"

"We did," I confirmed, pouring a couple of Advil into Tina's hands. "They had some coffee and took off this morning."

Tina nodded her thanks and downed the pills as her eyes gave me the same appraisal she'd just given Gin. "Oh my God. Abs and coffee."

Ginny nodded. "As guy-candy goes, he's pretty good."

"You know, I'm right here."

Ginny turned to Tina. "How was he?"

"He was..." Tina bit her lip. "More than pretty good. You got a keeper."

"Right here!" I held out my arms.

"Shush, you." Ginny pointed her mug at me. "We're enjoying the view."

Tina giggled and clinked mugs with Gin. She was actually blushing a little. "So, uh, I may have had my arm over you this morning. Sorry if that was, um..."

"You're not the first girl to touch my boobs - but it's been a few years. As boobs go, yours are amazing."

I should probably mention I had to move my own coffee cup south.

Tina brought her arms forward, pressing her boobs together. "Thanks! I like to think of them as 'conversation starters'."

Ginny almost blew coffee out her nose. "...That's good!"

Tina was looking down again. "I mean... would you like to touch? Like, on purpose this time? Only fair."

Gin drained her coffee, set down the cup and started with a single finger. Honestly, I would've gone for the establishing handful, but Ginny was exploring the outer sweep of the breast. It was entrancing to watch.

Tina closed her eyes. "Have you ever gone out with a girl?"

"For about three weeks."

That would be Ginny's old BFF... Who had over-dosed on Valium and checked out. It was why Gin left her home town. In a flash of hesitation, that whole line of thought seemed to cross her face, but she didn't stop caressing Tina.

Instead, Gin's fingertips slowly swirled circled an areola before tracing around Tina's very hard nipple.

Tina tilted her head back. "Ever gone down a girl?"

Ginny took a deep breath, taking in the aroma of last night. "...Not after a guy had come inside her."

Tina's eyes snapped open, suddenly self-conscious. "I should probably shower and-"

"No." Ginny touched a finger to Tina's lips. "I'm going to enjoy this..."

Gin leaned over, but she didn't go down. Instead, her lips parted and she oh-so-delicately kissed Tina's nipple. A brush with the top lip, then the bottom lip and Tina was squeezing the sheet in her hand.

Another kiss to the nipple and Gin kicked a lithe leg over the top, straddling Tina. She took the girl's face in her hands, just as I'd done to her, and kissed her lips as delicately as she'd kissed her nipple.

There was a suggestion of something deeper. Mouths open, a hint of tongue, a nibble on Tina's lower lip.

With the grace of the Black Swan, Ginny slid backward, gliding to straddle Tina's hips. Almost pinning her down, it was enough room to work her lips down Tina's neck, over her chest and right between her cleavage.

Tina moaned, just barely audible. "Oh, god, I think I'm love..."

It hung there just a moment before Gin gave her a zerbert, right between the boobs.

I almost dropped my cup - and Gin fell off Tina as the pair devolved into giggle-snorts.

Okay, it was funny, but it wasn't that funny, yet the girls were laughing hysterically. Purple faces, tears running down their cheeks, and I'm standing at the end of the bed, coffee mug in my hand.

Gin gasped for air, squeaking: "Sorry!"

And they broke down all over again.

Ginny was holding up a hand. "Sorry! I've always wanted to go motorboating!"

A heartbeat and a look between them and they burst out. I was seriously afraid they were going to pass out.

I checked the bottle. That was "Advil," right?

Between snorts, Tina reached out, caressing the red hair from Ginny's face. They were still laughing hysterically, but there was just a moment of eye contact before they fell to their sides again.

I sipped my coffee.

And another look, and between giggles, Tina leaned over and kissed Gin.

Then another giggle burst.

Gin looked back at her.

And Tina leaned in again, smothering her own giggles with another kiss.

Somehow another giggle escaped the two of them, but Tina was cradling Ginny's face. There was a pause, a moment where there were just smiles shared between two women.

Silently, I took another sip of coffee.

Fingers of golden light snuck between the slats of the blinds. These two women, the bodies of angels, were bathed in a dawn halo.

Ginny rolled on top, again, and buried her face back in Tina's cleavage. There was a pause and a smile, but no zerbert as she kissed between the breasts.

Tina pressed the sides of her boobs inward, smothering Ginny.

Gin gave a muffled, throaty chortle, her face buried in Tina's cleavage. "Oh, I could get used to this..."

I drained the coffee and set the cup down, never taking my eyes off of them.

Gin worked her way down, kissing Tina's flat tummy. There was a kiss and a swirl around her belly button. A symbolic dip into it and a flutter of flicks over Tina's belly stud. Then another kiss below the belly button.

Tina ran her hands through Ginny's hair.

Gin kissed the middle of Tina's tiny dorito. She stopped to inhale last night's sex and this morning's excitement. "You know... I tasted you last night."

"Oh...?" It sounded like a sigh at first. Only realized it was a question a moment later.

"I tasted you on Rick."

Tina raised her pelvis, inviting Ginny. "And how did we taste?"

Gin slid another few inches down and her head dipped. Her head bobbed just a bit. "A lot... like... this."

Tina's nipples hardened, goosebumps covering her whole body. Her voice was a whisper: "Oh, god..."

The naked rear view of Ginny was always beautiful, but I stepped to the side to see her face buried between Tina's slender, tan thighs.

Ginny was kissing her lips, then caressing her labia with her tongue. Another kiss to her clit, then a swirl with her tongue. She wasn't simply going down on this girl, she was making love to her.

Tina covered her mouth, trying not to squirm, then arched her back just as suddenly.

I could see the corner of Ginny's lip curl into a smile.

Tina was covered in goosebumps, again, and her breath caught. Nipples hard, her face was flushed as her back arched again.

Ginny glanced up, making eye contact with me as her tongue explored Tina's folds.

I smiled down at her. "You are beautiful."

Gin squeezed her eyes shut like a cat. "You know what's beautiful? This, right here."

She took a deep breath, inhaling Tina's sex.

"It is beautiful, isn't it? She is..."

Gin ran her tongue between Tina's labia, almost swabbing it before kissing it again. "You need to be very careful, Rick..."

"Why's that?"

She darted her tongue inside of Tina. "I could get used to this."

"Putting your face between thighs like that?"

Ginny nodded, giving Tina's clit another swirl.

Tina's back arched and her breath caught. Again. A moment later and she was trying not to crush Ginny's face between her thighs as her whole body shook.

Gin looked up, her green eyes locked on me. "You know what makes it extra special?"

"What?"

"Tasting you inside her."

I was a little dizzy. "Marry me?"

She kissed Tina's mound. "Do you promise we can do this again?"

"I do."

"Then... yes!" She gave a teasing swirl to Tina's pussy, causing the girl a lip-biting grimace as her orgasm suddenly extended. She patted Tina's thighs open. "I'm sorry, I have to see something."

After a deep breath, Tina lifted her head. "What?"

Ginny reached out for me, for my dick. After a quick suck on my tip, and a deep, slow lick into Tina, Gin guided my dick toward Tina's pussy.

"I want to watch."

Tina spread her legs a little more. Her lips were glistening, slightly parted, as my fiancée held my shaft, guiding it between Tina's folds. Gin kept her hand on Tina's pussy, feeling us both as I slowly sunk every inch into her.

"Oh, god..." Gin bit her lip, her eyes locked on where my dick was buried inside this woman.

Slowly, I started thrusting.

Tina held her palms against me, running her fingers over my abs before she grabbed my hips and pulled me into her - hard. Her voice was barely a whisper. "Oh, god, yes..."

I wasn't sure who to look at more: this big-boobed beauty below me or my open-mouthed, lusting fiancée. I glanced between them as I thrust, then closed my eyes, trying not to cum too soon. This could go on for days and it would still be too soon.

Ginny pulled against her knee, forcing it to the bed, making room as she leaned closer and closer. "Don't smush my face..."

I glanced down. "What?"

Resting on Tina's thigh, Ginny tilted her face to kiss Tina's mound.

Tina was coming again as Gin's tongue swirled her clit, my dick working just an inch away.

Ginny's tongue flicked downward until it was right at the edge.

I could feel her lips brushing against my shaft. I glanced down to see my fiancée, lips parted, feeling the point of penetration with her tongue.

Gin looked up at me. "Come inside her, like you did last night."

With those words, that's exactly what I did. I wanted to keep my eyes open, to burn the vision of my fiancée's face resting against this woman's pussy - but my eyes squeezed shut on their own. For a moment, I was flying, then falling again.

I held myself deep inside for another thirty seconds, emptying everything I had, from my cum to my soul, into this woman.

I felt a gentle nudge against my pelvis. Gin was pushing me away.

I backed up and the pop echoed around the room as my dick came out.

Gin rolled between Tina's thighs and kissed her mound.

"I know what you want." Tina closed her thighs around gin's ears, her fingers holding my fiancée's head in place. "You want it all?"

Ginny looked up, making eye contact with Tina between her boobs. "Please?"

Tina closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Gin slipped her tongue between Tina's folds and a second later, a glob of white cum slid out. Ginny lapped it up, french-kissing Tina's pussy.

The whimper came from Ginny. My fiancée's nipples were hard, her own body convulsing as she licked my cum from Tina. She was lip-locked another minute, making love to Tina's sex before she rolled off the end of the bed and just laid on the floor, eyes closed.

On the bed, Tina's eyes remained closed, her face blissful.

Tremors were still shooting through Ginny. Her eyes finally fluttered open and a smile crept across her face as she looked up at me. She gave me a big, huge nod. "Yeah... this might be my new favorite..."

I need la la la la la la

I need ooh la la la la

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I had a revelation. Standing there; an awkward moment as I realized this drug was too powerful. It's not like reality was folding in on itself, but I knew I'd taken too much. This hit had hooked me.

I leaned over to kiss Ginny. My fiancée's lips were covered in Tina's juices, which was great, but I was mixed in there, too (and that was gross). Still, kissing her in the moment was simply something that had to be done.

I kissed Tina a moment later. I think Ginny expected it, she certainly watched me do it. I think she wanted me too. What did that say? I didn't know, but it was part of the drug.

I rinsed off, brushed my teeth and came out of the shower to see the girls standing outside the bathroom door, making out.

I felt a twinge. Yeah, that was the drug right there.

They didn't notice I was there and that made it... I don't know. More lurid? More voyeuristic? I admired the view for a minute, then put on fresh boxers and gave them some alone time.

With the empty coffee cups on the tray, I headed downstairs. Dishwasher was stop one. Stop two was the pantry for a skillet. Fridge for eggs, butter, bacon... and now I could pretend I had a perfectly normal life.

Bacon on a cookie sheet, in the oven. Keeps the grease contained. Light on and set the timer. Sauté some pepperoncini, scramble the eggs, set out the shredded cheese. Second pot of coffee. Orange juice.

For three.

For an erection that lasts more than four hours...

I'd been between two girls before. Two ex-girlfriends. They were awesome chicks, I'd always carry a torch for them in some small way, but they'd both dumped me because they thought they'd never really "have" me. Fucking ironic that I'd ended up between them, as exes, a couple of times.