This episode continues on directly from pt2. If you haven't read pts1&2 then the beginning of this might seem a bit disjointed and even a bit silly; hopefully it will begin to flow after the first few paragraphs. I normally write in the exh/voy category but thought group sex more appropriate for this one. The first two stories were mainly true events tarted up a bit for the reader, this one is more wishful thinking on my part.
As always I welcome contacts, comments and votes, they help to keep me writing and going in the right direction.
Berni stared at me with fierce emotion in her eyes, was it anger, lust, confusion, probably a bit of all three. She was still laying flat on the tiled floor of our terrace, Joao knelt between her spread legs and me knelt at her head, my sticky, cum soaked fingers close to her mouth.
"Help me up." She said, it was barely audible, her mouth and lips dry.
Joao moved and I sat Berni forward, she was small and I could have lifted her, but she put her hand out for me to pull her up. She was still unsteady on her feet as Sarah and Becky came and hugged her, the sheer intensity and emotion of the evening spilling out, Berni shaking and the three of them crying and laughing and crying some more. They really were a sisterhood, albeit a very kinky sisterhood.
A small recap: In the mid nineties me and my fiancée Berni had bought a villa in Portugal, her two best friends, Becky and Sarah were staying with us, their wild, shared history coming to the fore and them introducing me to, and involving me in, their shenanigans.
"I need a drink." Berni said as they broke the embrace, "Yeah Joe, get everyone a drink, what sort of host are you." Sarah joked, helping everyone to relax and start talking again.
Ana, my Portuguese barber and the one who had earlier shaved Berni's snatch with a cut throat razor, gave Berni a gentle kiss on the lips, burying Berni's head in her shoulder as she again started to cry. Ines, tattoo artist, photographer and also Ana's girlfriend looked on with a gentle smile on her face.
Not for the first time on this amazing holiday I was struck, struck by love, care and respect. It didn't seem to matter what we got up to, no matter how intimate, sexual or even humiliating, there was a shared bond and I felt privileged and excited to be a part of it.
As I handed out the drinks, the only one who looked a bit uncomfortable and out of place was Joao. He could hardly make eye contact with me, probably uncertain about the dynamics and about my feelings, me having just watched him tongue fuck Berni's cunt and ass. I half smiled at him but I was also taking a perverse pleasure in his discomfort, a fact not lost on Sarah who came over, "Don't worry about this grumpy sod, I'll look after you." As she said this she kissed his ear and her leg went between his, he looked both excited and terrified; these were strong women, with strong appetites.
I'd chatted to most people but not Berni or Becky, who were stood on their own, chatting quietly. I and everyone else had just watched Berni's pussy being shaved, her legs spread wide, her most intimate parts on show as Ines took close up pictures and she'd seemed to love it. As the photo shoot continued I'd sat finger fucking Becky, my big dick wedged between her ass cheeks as Joao had stuck his tongue up Berni's ass and cunt and Sarah had pinned her down, forcing her boob into her mouth so she could hardly breathe. Where did I start this conversation?
They both looked at me, questioning smirks on their faces. On impulse I put my arms out and enveloped them in a hug, thankfully they cuddled me back. As reassuring and wonderful as their cuddles were, the feel of our bodies touching had an inevitable effect on me, my happily soft dick growing and hardening. As we separated, Becky laughed and Berni just shook her head. I smiled my 'it's not my fault smile' before asking Berni how she was doing.
"I'm getting there, that was fairly intense. I couldn't believe how far he could get his tongue up my ass."
I knew she was only saying this to wind me up but I did my best not to rise to the bait. "I didn't notice." I said nonchalantly.
"Of course you didn't, you were too busy with your hand stuck up this tarts cunt." They both burst out laughing. I just smiled, everything was back to normal.
The villa had three bedrooms and we'd already decided that Ana, Ines and Joao would stay the night before taking me back to the beach in the morning to collect my car. From the way Sarah had Joao pinned to a lounger it was pretty obvious that they would be spending the night together, Ana and Ines already offering to take the bedroom with the single beds so that Sarah could have the spare double.
As entertaining as watching Sarah in full flow was, Berni eventually shouted at them to go to bed, "Before you break my fucking lounger." Joao was a little sheepish but Sarah was in full swagger, kissing, groping and hugging everyone goodnight.
I offered everyone another drink, all of them laughing at me as I stood up, my dick sticking out obscenely, having just been squeezed by Sarah. I was a little drunk and happily stood there letting them gawk, "If I wasn't gay I'd like to play with that." Ana said, causing me to blush as I felt my dick twitch and harden even more, "Be my guest, there's plenty to go round." Berni joked, causing a few cackles; I just dashed off to get the drinks.
When I returned Berni had fetched a few blankets, the mid May night turning a bit cooler. Ana and Ines were cuddled under one and Berni and Becky under another, putting on my best sad face I said "What about me?"
"You and your dick can have one to yourselves." Berni said to more laughter, nodding to a blanket on the chair.
Becky had been a bit quiet but as we sat there comfortably warming up and sipping our drinks she began asking Ana and Ines about themselves, how they met, what was it like for a gay couple in Portugal etc. She even arranged to get a tattoo the next week, Ines saying Tuesday was best for her, "What type of tattoo and where?" Ines asked her.
"Something small and somewhere private, so only a select few will ever see it."
"Select few! Half of bloody London more like." Berni said. When we finished laughing it was arranged for the next Tuesday evening, Ana shaving her first and then Ines doing the tattoo, "I hope you have a big studio because we're all coming to watch." Added Berni.
I was very contented under my blanket, sipping my whisky and listening to the banter. Ines asked how long Berni and Becky had known each other. "Me, Becky and Sarah were at school together, then when we were eighteen we started going on holiday together, becoming closer as it were." She said this with exaggerated smile, "Then I met this big gallute." She said, pointing and smiling at me, "and that put a spanner in the works for a little while. But now that Joe has realized what a tart he is we're thinking of becoming a threesome." As she said this she winked at me and turned and gave Becky a smoldering kiss.
Ines and Ana looked confused and I didn't blame them, I was confused. They broke their kiss with a little giggle, "Excuse me." Ana said "What is a big gallute and a spanner in the works?"
