Ocean Apart

This story is a work of fiction. All those participating in sex are over the age of 18 years.

There is anal sex, and bisexuality involved in the story.

This is part 4 of the story and is not meant to stand alone. If you haven't already, please read previous chapters so you're not lost. Please leave a comment with your thoughts or suggestions to. Thanks for reading.

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The countdown

Paul

We arrive at the airport early so Aimee could meet us before we board. Last night, Sam mentioned Aimee was bringing something for her to take back to Vancouver.

"You know this is nice. Traveling with you instead of watching you leave. It would have sucked saying goodbye, Sam."

"Imagine what it's been like for me, Paul. I've had to say goodbye, and watch you walk away twice."

Minutes later, we see her. Aimee looks like a runway model, as she walks towards us; in tight black jeans, white crop-top, her hair pulled back in a ponytail and her sunglasses resting on her head. With a smile so bright it's hard not to smile back. Hugging us both with a fervid kiss, she hands Sam a sealed, blacked-out bag.

"Here, put this in your luggage, Sam. You can open it when you get to Vancouver. I'm going to miss you guys...hurry back."

"Paul will be back in a week, and I'll be back as soon as my life is packed up, and ready to join you guys. After that, you won't be able to get rid of me. Either of you." Teary-eyed Sam embraces Aimee, and whispers something to her, that elicits a giggle from both.

"Okay...we need to check in, and board our flight. I'll see you when I get back, Aimee."

Taking her in my arms, we passionately kiss as she runs her fingers through my hair, and our tongues dance in each other's mouths. "I love you, Aim!"

"I love you, too, Paul. Hurry back."

Next, it's Sam who holds Aimee in her arms, as I stand there, watching my two loves show their affection for one another as they kiss. I feel like the luckiest SOB to have them both in my life. Walking away to board our Air Canada flight, we both look back to wave and blow Aimee a kiss as tears stream down her cheeks.

Twelve hours later, we're looking out over Vancouver from the airplane window, as we get ready to land. After clearing customs and getting our luggage, we see dad waiting with mom. He's using a cane.

After hugging and greeting them, dad asks, "Paul, I thought you had a tournament to get ready for? What are you doing back so soon?"

"Well dad, me and Sam need to talk to you guys, and I want to do it in person. But it'll wait 'til we get home, so let's get going."

Getting our luggage, we head home. Me and Sam sit in the back seat while mom drives with dad sitting shotgun. We catch up on dad's recovery, and mom's activities. Once home in Aldergrove, and settled in the living room, we all sit down so we can talk about our plan.

"So! Mom, Dad, me and Sam are going to live in Portugal. We want a life, and future together, as a couple. So, Sam's going to move to Portugal to be with me. We can start a new life there. No one knows us as siblings."

Mom begins to cry, and dad, I think, is shocked.

"So we lose both our babies? You're both going to be so far away...when are we supposed to see you guys? Jesus! Paul, we went six years without seeing you, now the same will happen with Sam."

Sam interrupts mom before things get too emotional. "Mom! Listen...we want you and dad to move out there also, once dad is fully recovered. You have nothing holding you here. It's time for you and dad to enjoy your life. You guys can sell this house. What you'll get for it plus your savings you can live comfortably. Mom, I've just spent a month there, and I think you'll love it. Dad already knows what it's like."

"Me and your mom will talk about it, kids. You're talking about a big change for us, but it does have some appeal. It hurts, but we understand you guys have to forge your own path and future."

All week, we make love and have lots of sex, but me and Sam also deal with the essentials. She puts her condo up for sale, gives her boss notice of intent to leave. We also make arrangements to have Sam's furniture, and possessions stored at our parents' home, until we can sell what she doesn't want to take. The rest will be shipped over in a container. My stay comes to an end, and I have to return to Portugal. Saying goodbye to mom and dad once again, Sam drives me to the airport.

"Paul, when you get home in Portugal, I want you to go with it, and enjoy yourself," Sam says, placing a soft sensual kiss on my lips.

"What does that mean, Sam...go with what? And what am I supposed to enjoy if you're staying behind, and not with me?"

Smiling at me, she says, "You'll find out when you get there. It's a surprise that I set up for you until I can be there."

Seeing my flight show up on the screen, I embrace Sam in a tight hug, and fervently kiss her. She moans and whimpers, as my tongue probes the inside of her mouth. "I'm going to miss you, beautiful."

"I'll miss you also, Paul."

With one last kiss I head through security, blowing her a kiss as I walk away.

Landing in Portugal fourteen hours later, after a two-hour layover in London, I'm exhausted. I just want to go home to my apartment. Collecting my luggage, I catch a taxi to take me home. Getting to my building, I grab my things after paying the driver, and head up. Using my key, I unlock the door and swing it open, and my senses are overwhelmed with delicious smells, soft music playing in the background, and candles burning on the kitchen table. Putting my luggage down, I'm confused, and trying to figure out what's going on. Suddenly, Aimee comes walking from the bedroom dressed in a stunning blue dress that's accentuated by her hair that's up in a messy bun, and her tanned, golden-brown skin.

Walking up to me with her phone in one hand talking to someone, she wraps her free hand around my neck, and pulls me into a deep sensuous kiss then says,

"You should see his face. He looks like a deer in the headlights...yes...he's home safe and sound... okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow; sleep well, babe!"

"Ughh...What are you doing here, Aim? And what's all this?" Gesturing with my hand through the air indicating our surroundings. "And who was that on the phone?"

"Well... that was Sam on the phone, checking to see if you got home all right...we talked before she left. And she doesn't like the idea of you being in the apartment all by your lonesome self. So, she's asked me to take care of our boyfriend, until she comes back, and can help out."

Raising an eyebrow curiously at what she just said I ask, "Our boyfriend?"

"Yes...our boyfriend? As in Sam's and mine. You're officially the property of both of us. And until our girlfriend returns from Canada, it's going to be just me and you. So go take a shower, and get changed, I have supper made. You must be hungry from only airplane food... I'll explain everything after, okay?" Placing a soft kiss on my lips, she nudges me towards the bedroom.

Still confused about what I have come home to, I wander off to the bedroom to shower, and to get changed out of my travel clothes. Taking a quick shower to freshen up, I put on some lounge pants, and a tank top. Back out in the living room, I find Aimee just leaning against the counter sipping a glass of wine.

"You look better, Paul...ready to eat?"

Nodding my head, she tells me to sit, and serves dinner. Pulling her chair to sit beside me, we enjoy the meal with some light conversation. We catch up on my trip, and Sam's plans. After supper, I make us some coffee. The caffeine is a welcome treat. Aimee was about to get up, and start cleaning, when I pull her back down to sit.

"You sit, beautiful. You made a great dinner for us, let me clean up." With that, I clean the dishes, and put them away. Twenty minutes later, she gets up, and saunters over to me. Standing in front of me, Aimee turns her back and says, "Paul...unzip me please."

I move her hair out of the way, and kiss the back of her neck, as I unzip her dress. Holding the dress up with her arm, Aimee walks to the bedroom with me following her. I love watching her. She's so graceful, and sexy with curves in all the right places. When we get to the room, Aimee lets her dress drop to the floor, and steps out of it. As I watch her move around the room, I feel my erection grow.

Stepping up behind Aimee, I cup her firm breasts in my hands, and she leans back against me moaning softly, as she says, "God, Paul, I love it when you touch me. You send shivers up my spine."

"Well, I feel the same way, beautiful. I can't get enough of you. You're one of the two most beautiful women I know. And I feel so lucky to have you both."

Slipping my hand down Aimee's body, causes her to moan, so I slide a hand into her panties, and begin gently massaging her quivering, wet pussy. Turning her head towards me, she kisses my lips and says, "Ooh...baby, that feels so good, keep touching me."

Grinding her ass back into me, I continue to finger her pussy as I massage her breast with my free hand.

"God you're so sexy, Aim! I just want to fuck you right now."

"What are you waiting for then...take me, Paul! I'm yours. Make love to me or fuck me, just do something, please!"

Scooping her up, I carry her to the bed, and place her on it. Then quickly stripping, I get out of my clothes, and crawl up beside her.

She asks me if I like my surprise, and I tell her I'm living every man's dream of having the two most beautiful girls to himself. After talking for a bit, it's time.

I lift her legs and rest them on my shoulders. I probe her vulva with my tongue, curling it to retrieve her tasty cream. Damn, she's sweet. I lightly suck her clit while she runs her fingers through my hair. Then she grabs hold and says, "Eat my pussy, Paul. Fuck! Yes! Make me cum, sweetie. OH! YES! My clit! OH GOD! That's it...your finger...RIGHT THERE! Fuck! Yes!"

Without removing my lips from her clit, I slide my finger into her slowly, giving her a good finger fuck. Then, I add a second one. She must like it because she clamps her thighs around my head, almost suffocating me. I curl my fingers up into a 'come here' motion, and rub the soft patch directly behind her clit. Aimee thrusts her hips uncontrollably, and yells, "OH! OH GOD! I'm cumming! Fuck, I'm going to cum all over your face, Paaaaul..."

Her voice trails as she collapses back on the bed. Her juices flow, and I drink as much as I can. When I look up, Aimee is resting on her elbows watching me. She has a grin, and I can't help but smile back.

She sits up and holds my face between her hands as she pulls me to her. "Come here, babe, let me clean that mess off your face."

"Aimee?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we continue this in the morning, I'm exhausted from the trip. You fed me dinner, and now a great dessert. Thank you for being here...I love you."

Sliding up, and getting under the blankets I cover us up. She scoots herself back into me pressing her naked ass into my groin. Placing an arm over her to pull her in tight I cradle her breast in my hand. I hear her say, "I love you Paul" before drifting off.

Aimee

Paul lifts me up and carries me to his bed. After placing me on it he strips, and climbs onto the bed next to me.

"Hmmm..."

He pulls me in close and kisses me. "Do you like your surprise?" I ask, wanting to know how he's feeling about me being here.

"I feel like having you here, next to me, is a dream come true. And knowing that Sam helped set it up, makes me feel lucky to have you both in my life, and love me as much as you do..."

"Really, a dream?"

"You were always a dream for me, Aimee. I just couldn't give up on Sam, and I still can't. But knowing I don't have to choose between being in love with you, and her, is a dream come true."

"Paul, you jerk! You're going to make me cry...so stop."

"Come here!...I Iove you, Aim."

Wanting me closer, he pulls me into him, and we begin passionately kissing. He's gentle at first, but his need grows by the second, and I feel his cock grow with urgency. If I wasn't in love with him before, after hearing him profess his feelings, I'm his!

He eats my pussy to a fantastic orgasm, before declaring he's exhausted, and says we'll continue it in the morning.

The sun rises, and Paul's behind me, with his arm draped over me, and his hard cock wedged between my ass cheeks. Reaching back, I pull it in between my legs and run it through my pussy, teasing my clit a little. Rolling over, I face him and he's still asleep. Gazing at him, his hair's a mess, his lips forming a smile, so I run my fingers softly through the carpet of hair on his chest. Drawing little circles around his nipples, I run my fingers down feeling his muscled pecs. Sliding my hand down, my palm slides over his chiseled abs. Moving lower, I feel his stiff shaft, squeezing it and stroking it. Looking at him, he's awake, smiling at me.

Pulling me into him, he sucks my nipple into his mouth and flicks my pointy nub with his tongue. Rolling me onto my back, he hovers over me on his elbows. Gazing into each other's eyes, I need him in me, so I spread my legs, inviting him to take me. Reaching down, I grab his cock and put it at my entrance, and he slides into me.

"God, you feel good...I love feeling you inside me...you belong here, Paul. This pussy needs your cock."

Leaning down, Paul kisses my neck gently, and sucks it as he slowly sways his cock into me. Arching my back, he pulls out and drives it back into me. As he moves in and out of me, he varies his rhythm between shallow and deep thrusts. His breathing becomes ragged as he continues to plunge his meat into my sodden cunt.

"Fuck! Keep going, baby...Don't stop!" So, he pulls out and plunges back into me.

"Fuck...that's so good! Harder!..I want to feel you coat my insides. Fuck me, Paul! C'mon...give me your cum."

Feeling my orgasm building, I plant my feet on the mattress, and buck my hips up to meet his thrusts. Suddenly, my climax crashes over me, causing me to convulse, and quiver as my pussy contracts around his shaft. My heartbeat races, as I try to catch my breath.

"Fuuuuuuuck me!" I whimper.

"I'm going to cum. Here it comes, beautiful...I love you," Paul says.

"In me, come inside me!" I moan.

I feel Paul's cock swell inside me, and then pulse over and over as he shoots rope after rope of warm semen inside me. Wrapping my legs around his ass I pull him into me not wanting him to leave or pull his cock out. I have another mini-orgasm that's smaller, but just as intense.

"God, I love you, Paul, the way you make me feel is indescribable."

Paul smiles, and he kisses me before saying, "You make me feel pretty awesome too...I love you, Aim."

Rolling onto his side, we enjoy being in each other's arms. I love being with him. I go limp with exhaustion and drift off wrapped in his arms again.

Paul

Waking up, Aimee's sleeping with her head on my shoulder, and my arm wrapped around her holding her tight to me. As she begins to stir, she kisses my chest softly, and looks up at me.

"I love waking up in your arms, Paul. You make me feel safe, and loved."

"I do love you, Aimee."

"So should we talk about what's going on, and how you ended up at my place?"

Rolling over to lie on top of me, she leans down, and begins passionately kissing me. After minutes of kissing she says, "That's for saying you love me."

Then she lays her head on my chest and begins to explain.

"Before Sam left to go back home, we had an honest talk about her...you...the three of us. She told me she has feelings for me, and possibly even loves me. I told her I was in love with you, Paul, but I felt the same way about her. So, she asked me if I could love the both of you? I think I can, Paul! I'm in love with you, and don't want any other man. But I also love being with Sam, and the fact you don't get jealous or make me choose, speaks volumes. You really do love us!"

"Of course, I love you both! You mean the world to me."

Planting another soft kiss on my chest, she runs her fingers through my chest hair, and continues.

"So that night, we talked, and we agreed to try to make this relationship work with the three of us. We'll share you with each other, and you share us with one another. Being completely monogamous, and faithful is the only rule. Everything else will be discussed between us when it arises. There's a lot to talk about when Sam comes back. But until then, she has asked me to be your full-time girlfriend, lover, friend. How do you feel about it, Paul?"

"Ughh...wow! I never expected this. It's a relief I don't have to lose either one of you. I love you both very much! But how did you get in?"

Giggling she looks up at me and says, "Sam gave me the key to your apartment the night before you guys left, and asked me to move some stuff in while you were away. She asked me to stay with you, then we'd figure it out when she arrives...Paul?"

"Yeah?"

"Sam told me you mentioned to her that you almost asked me to move in with you...is that true?"

"Yes, it is!"

"Hmmmm..."

"Well, I guess I've moved in with you now then."

Reaching down, she lays my cock on my stomach, and begins to slide her pussy along my shaft. Moaning, she uses my cock to rub her pussy along, and coat my shaft in her warm, oily juices.

"I'm going to love living with you, Paul. Not coming home to an empty home, and bed will be nice...Your cock feels so wonderful...Mmmm!"

Grabbing it, she brings it to her entrance, and slides down, impaling herself on my hard pipe. Minutes of frenzied riding, causes my balls to start churning, and I warn her I'm about to cum.

"Jesus, Aimee...I can't hold it, I'm going to fill your pussy with cum...Ahhh...here it comes, baby!" Holding onto her hips, I pull her down onto me, and begin thrusting up into her, as she slams her pussy down on my cock.

"I'm cumming also, Paul...keep fucking me. I luuuuv...youuuu!"

As both of us come down from the high of our orgasms, she lays beside me. Catching our breath we snuggle, and make plans for the day. Tomorrow, I have to return to camp to start training.

Aimee

After snuggling for an hour in bed, making out, and letting our hands roam over each other's bodies, I tell Paul I need to talk to Sam.

"Paul, I'm going to text Sam after we get up, and give her the scoop on how things worked out with the plan. We also have a video call planned for Saturday night, since you don't have practice on Sunday, and we can stay up later." Kissing him softly on the lips, I tell him to join me in the shower.

"Let's go shower, Paul! Then we can get out, and do something. I have to go back to work tomorrow, and you have training. It will be a nice change coming home to you, instead of being alone...I love you, Paul."

"I love you also, sexy!"

After showering, it's midday so we go out for lunch, and then go for a drive with no destination in mind, other than to spend time together. On the way home, we stop, and pick up a rotisserie chicken to have with a salad at home. After eating we settle on the sofa watching mindless television cuddled up together. At bed time, we find ourselves brushing our teeth beside each other, and making stupid funny faces in the mirror at one another. Both of us, laughing at the other person. In bed, we both strip choosing to sleep naked, now that all pretense of shyness, and uncertainty, is gone. Sliding back into him, I press my ass against his cock, as I'm enveloped in his arms. Still sated from this morning's lovemaking we drift off into a peaceful slumber.