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When Angela heard the water shut off in the shower, she dropped her Business Weekly magazine onto the bedside table and padded nude across the cabin to knock on the door. "West? Honey? Let me dry your back."

The door immediately opened and a warm cloud of steam billowed out. A nicely tanned and muscled arm reached through the steam, grasped Angela's shoulder and tugged her inside.

West kissed her hard, as if she hadn't seen her for months. "You'll let all the heat out."

"We're in the Mediterranean, honey. It's warm," Angela said, indicating her own naked state. She hadn't bothered to get dressed yet because her plans consisted of spending the entire day on the deck in her bikini. After she completed one very important item on her agenda.

"It might be hot outside, but it isn't in here. I hate air-conditioning," West grumbled.

"I know. Turn around so I can take care of you before you freeze."

"Whatever you say."

"Since when?" Angela laughed and grabbed a towel off the rack before closing the bathroom door.

"I always do what you say," West protested.

"Sure you do. As long as it's what you were planning to do anyhow."

West peered over her shoulder. "Are you trying to tell me I'm failing obedience training?"

"I'm not sure you can fail if you don't volunteer for the class first."

"All right. I'm yours to command for the entire day." West gave Angela a long look. "I promise to do as I'm told."

"Oh, you're going to be so sorry."

"I hope so," West said, grinning. As Angela started working on her back, she leaned over, both hands on the vanity, and sighed. "I didn't realize how much I needed this vacation until we got out here on the ocean."

"Are you sure you're not mad about Jill sharing our cabin?" Angela blotted the droplets from West's back, pressing her mons to West's hard butt, partly out of necessity in the cramped space, but mostly because she loved West's ass, and running her hands over West's body was making her horny. Well, hornier. "I know you only met her that once at the office party."

West found Angela's eyes in the mirror. "I knew we'd be spending a lot of time with your friends from work. It is a group holiday thing, after all."

"That's not the same as having a near stranger sleeping in the same cabin." Abandoning the towel, Angela wrapped her arms around West's waist and rubbed her breasts over West's shoulder blades while she licked her neck. Just that little bit of rubbing made her nipples hard. She circled her palm over West's belly and combed her fingers through the sleek dark hair that shadowed the triangle between her legs. "And besides, I'm used to having you whenever I want."

"Did you wake up wet, baby?" West teased, twisting around to face Angela. She palmed her ass, squeezing the round, firm globes and rotating her crotch into Angela's.

"You know I did, because you teased my clit until I was dripping." Angela tugged on West's lower lip with her teeth. "And then you didn't let me come."

"Jill woke up." West nibbled on Angela's neck. "I couldn't do much more than play with you, not with the head of accounting in bed three feet away from us."

Angela sighed. "I didn't realize it was going to be such a problem, but if I hadn't volunteered for her to stay with us, she wouldn't have been able to come. Sheila getting sick at the last minute and bailing on her really screwed things up."

"It's not that much of an issue. We don't spend a lot of time in the cabin." West worked a hand between their bodies to clasp Angela's breast. "She seems nice enough."

"I think she thinks you're nice," Angela said playfully, spreading her legs so West would press her clit more directly as they worked their pussies together. She felt herself growing harder. "She watches you when she thinks I'm not looking."

West continued her explorations along Angela's neck to her ear. She sucked the fleshy lobe between her teeth and rolled it back and forth, imagining Angela's clit in her mouth. "I never noticed."

"Mmm, I saw her looking this morning when you got out of bed—without any clothes on." Angela pushed hard into West's crotch. "But since I like you sleeping naked, I guess I'm going to have to put up with Jill ogling you. She must have thought I was asleep, because she actually licked her lips like she was ready to go down on you right then and there."

"You aren't jealous, are you?"

"Unh-uh," Angela sighed, tilting her head back so that West could reach more of the sensitive areas beneath her ear. Every time West licked one of those spots she felt it in her nipples and her clit—a sharp burning that flared for an instant and then sated into a steady pulse of heat. "I like it when other girls look at you and get hot."

"When they just look?"

"You're never going to forget I told you I got off watching you make it with Christie at the beach house before we got together, are you?"

"It's one of my favorite fantasies," West said. "You watching."

"Oh yeah?" Angela raked her nails up West's back. "Well, Jill being hot for you makes me wet."

"I'm not so sure all that lust is for me." West skated her teeth down Angela's neck and sucked the soft warm skin just above her collarbone. At the same time she rubbed her cunt in short, hard circles against Angela's, knowing the constant pressure would make Angela's clit swell, but it wouldn't be enough to make her come. "I think some of it was left over from the erotica film we went to see last night."

Angela laughed. "God, if I had known that everybody was going to be fucking instead of watching the damn movie, I wouldn't have suggested the three of us go together. At least I had you to get me off, even if we did have to do it standing up in that tiny bathroom stall. Poor Jill must have been suffering."

"Not for long. I heard her masturbating last night right after we all went to bed."

Angela gave a little jerk as her cunt flooded. "Really? How could you tell?"

"I was almost asleep, and then I heard her moving under the covers like she couldn't get comfortable. I didn't think anything of it at first, and then I heard her whimper. Just a little tiny sound like something hurt her."

"Could you see?" Angela asked breathlessly, rubbing her breasts over West's. "Pinch my nipples, honey."

West immediately caught both hard nubs between her fingertips and rolled them. "It's really dark with the curtains closed over the porthole. I couldn't see her face, but I could hear this really steady swishing noise. It must have been her hand moving underneath the sheets, and she was breathing really fast. Little gasps and I could tell she was trying to be quiet."

"Oh God." Angela swept her fingers between West's legs and tugged on the swollen edges of her cunt. "Did you get wet like this listening to her make herself come?"

"Wouldn't you? I couldn't help it."

"What did you do about it?"

"I wanted to wake you up so you could do me," West lowered her head to suck Angela's nipple, "but I was afraid she would hear me if I moved and she might stop."

"Did you play with your clit?"

"Mmm," West replied, never letting up on Angela's nipple.

Angela cupped her palm over West's cunt and squeezed until West gasped. "Did you come listening to her get off while I was asleep?"

West raised her head, her expression totally innocent. "I would never come like that without you there to enjoy it."

"Good." Angela jiggled her hand until West was forced to close her eyes from the pleasure. "Let's go make out on the bed."

"Jill might come back," West pointed out.

"She might." Angela gave West's clit one quick stroke. "Will that be a problem?"

West grinned. "Nope."

"Good." Angela dragged West by the hand out of the bathroom and then tumbled onto one of the two slightly-larger-than-twin beds. Jill's bed was against the opposite wall, with two sets of built-in dressers just below the porthole between them. When West started to get under the covers, Angela stopped her. She propped pillows against the wall, pushed the sheets down and sat crosswise on the bed, her legs partly off the side. "Sit next to me like this."

When West joined her, Angela threw one leg over West's, pulled the sheet up to their thighs and leaned into West. "Now put that beautiful mouth to work before I scream."

"She's going to get quite a view if she walks in," West said, indicating the cabin door on the facing wall, just past the foot of Jill's bed. "I'm naked."

Angela looked down at her own full breasts and skimmed her fingers over both erect pink nipples. "Me, too."

"You're the one who has to work with her when we get home, not me," West whispered, moving in on Angela's neck.

"I wasn't the one jerking off to a fantasy of someone else's girlfriend," Angela whispered, holding both breasts in her hands and squeezing her nipples while West sucked on all the tender points in her neck. "She was."

"You don't know she was thinking of me," West said.

"Let's just say a woman knows."

"Uh huh." West flicked her tongue over Angela's lower lip.

"You have such a great mouth."

"I love kissing you."

"Good, because I—"

"Oh my God!" Jill stopped abruptly just inside the room, the cabin door closing behind her. "I am so so sorry."

"It's okay," Angela said as Jill swung around and fumbled with the door handle. "Don't go."

With her back still to them, Jill whispered, "I was just going to change into my bathing suit and go up to the sun deck."

"Go ahead and change then, but wait for us. We can all go together." Angela laughed softly, pulling West's head down to her breast. "We won't be long."

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Jill sidled through the narrow space between the beds to get to her dresser. She glanced down at Angela's and West's legs entwined on the bed and looked sharply away.

"No, it's fine," Angela said. "Right, West?"

"Sure." West smiled up at Jill, who blushed. "As long as you don't mind waiting."

"Oh, no. That's good ... I mean. That's fine." Jill grabbed a two piece yellow bikini and rushed toward the bathroom.

"Oh, West just took a shower so you should probably leave the bathroom door open when you change. It'll be a sauna in there otherwise," Angela called. She tugged West's face up to hers and threaded her fingers through the thick dark hair at the base of West's neck. "Now kiss me like you fuck."

West played inside Angela's mouth like it was her cunt, circling the inner surface of her lips, probing with her tongue, plunging deep inside and slowly drawing out, tongue racking her until Angela felt every stroke deep inside her pussy. When her chest and her cunt were so tight she couldn't catch her breath, Angela pulled her head back, gasping, and caught a flash of yellow out of the corner of her eye.

"Jill's watching us," Angela panted. West nodded, nibbling Angela's neck. Angela pressed a manicured fingertip to the hood of West's clit and rubbed it. "She looks like she's so excited she's about ready to masturbate any second."

"I know just how she feels," West said against Angela's throat, her voice husky. "Making out with you always gets me so turned on." She lifted her hips so that Angela's finger bore down harder against her clit. "And that's really getting me going."

"I don't want to hurry." Angela sucked on West's lower lip, easing off on her clit but keeping her finger on it. "I love the way you kiss too much to stop right now."

"Then don't." West dipped her tongue in and out of Angela's mouth, teasing her. "You know I can take a lot of clit play before I lose it." As if to prove it, West guided Angela's finger lower, coating it with the thick come that pooled between her legs, then guiding Angela's finger around her clit in lazy circles. The muscles in her inner thighs quivered as her clit lengthened and grew stiff. "I like it when you work me up."

Jill took two stumbling steps into the room before blurting, "I should go."

She didn't sound too convincing, and Angela saw that she had her hand in her bikini bottoms and was busy fingering her clit, the bulge of her knuckle making short, fast circles beneath the bright yellow material.

"I've got a better idea." Angela smiled at Jill's dazed expression. "Why don't you finish yourself off with West's clit in your mouth? Would you like that?"

"Oh yes," Jill murmured, staring with wide eyes at Angela's and West's fingers teasing West's clit simultaneously.

"Come suck her, then, but try not to make her come. Just make her feel nice for as long as you can."

When Jill hesitated, West inched closer to the side of the bed and spread her thighs wide. "It's okay. I'd really like it if you went down on me."

Jill rushed the last few feet and collapsed to her knees, her hands automatically clutching West's thighs. Their eyes met for a second before Jill delicately spread West's cunt open with both hands.

"What do you like?" Jill asked, wetting her lips with her tongue. Her eyes were fever bright and eager.

"She likes to be sucked pretty hard," Angela said before West could answer. "But stop and lick her for a minute every once in a while so she doesn't get off right away." She curled against West's side again and kissed her. "Okay, baby?"

Instead of answering, West tangled her fingers in Angela's hair and tugged her head back so that she could thrust her tongue deep into her mouth. She shuddered at the first hot brush of Jill's mouth over her clit and whispered against Angela's lips, "Whatever you want, remember?"

"I want to kiss you while you come in her mouth." Angela sucked West's tongue back into her mouth, teasing and playing with it, then darting her own into the warm inner recesses of West's mouth. The only sound other than their harsh breathing was Jill's quiet moaning as she sucked. Finally, Angela released West's tongue long enough to look down at Jill. Her eyes were closed, one hand kneading the swollen blood-flushed edges of West's cunt lips, the other rubbing her own pussy. Her mouth was shiny with pearly come.

"Doesn't she have a great clit?" Angela asked.

"Mmm. Mmm," Jill responded, shaking her head, her lips still fastened to West's clit.

The vibration shot through the core of West's clit and into her stomach. She jerked. "Jesus."

Laughing, Angela ran her tongue delicately along the inner surfaces of West's upper lip and then her lower. She rubbed West's tense stomach in small, light circles with one hand and started masturbating herself to the same rhythm with the other. "Mmm, you like this, don't you?"

"I like everything you do to me."

"Oh yeah?" Angela went back to stroking West's lips with the tip of her tongue, one hand still buried deep in her own wet cunt. "You like this?"

"You've got the greatest mouth." West fought to focus on Angela's dreamy eyes. She sucked the tip of Angela's tongue lightly, stiffening as Jill unintentionally pulled on her clit at just the same moment, mirroring the motion. "Oh fuck."

Angela smiled against her mouth. "Is she doing you nice, baby?"

"Yes," West gasped, gripping Angela's breast. It was heavy and hot, and when Jill swept the length of her clit with her tongue, she squeezed Angela harder than she intended.

Angela whimpered and pushed her cunt against West's leg, rubbing her crushed clit faster. "Tell me. Tell me what she's doing to you."

West worked Angela's nipple into a tight, hard ball between her fingers, arching her neck as Angela sucked at her throat. "She's sucking me just like you told her to—slow and hard... uh... starting at the bottom and sliding all the way out to the head." As she spoke, Jill repeated the motions on her clit. West pumped her hips insistently, trying to get more of her clit into Jill's mouth.

"God it makes me hot." The bed rocked as Angela rode West's leg in short, hard thrusts, her fingers holding her clit. "I love to hear her suck you. What else? What else is she doing?"

"Uh... she's got the tip of her tongue under the hood and she's sucking ... oh, Jesus..." West wrenched her head away as Angela bit her neck and Jill tongue-whipped her clit. "Fuck, she's good."

Angela dug her nails into West's stomach, and when West twisted her nipple sharply in response, she tried to pull free. "Stop it! You'll make me come."

West couldn't hear anything above the screaming ache in her clit. She kept tormenting Angela's nipple with one hand and grabbed the back of Jill's head with the other, forcing Jill's mouth tightly against her cunt. "Jesus, Jill, suck me harder. I want to get off."

"Me, too," Angela whimpered, thrusting her tongue into West's mouth as she thumbed her clit back and forth and drove her fingers in and out between the swollen folds of her pussy. West sucked Angela's tongue harder. Angela moaned into her mouth.

Jill abruptly stopped sucking and West yelled, "Oh man, don't quit now! I'm about ready to shoot like a rocket."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Jill wailed against West's clit. "I can't help it. I'm going to come!" She writhed and rubbed her cheek frantically in West's cunt. "Oh. I'm coming. I'm coming!"

"God!" Angela cried, the sound of Jill coming setting her off.

West's thighs clenched as she stared down at Jill, her hard clit pounding as Jill ground her face into it while she came. "Fuck. Fuck!" She let go of Angela's breast and grabbed Jill's head with both hands, trying to get Jill's mouth back around her clit. "Fuck, baby," she gasped, desperately searching Angela's hazy eyes. "I'm going to lose it if she keeps doing that."

"Come with me, honey," Angela pleaded. "Now, honey, now."

West howled and came in Jill's face. Angela whined and squeezed spasm after spasm from her gushing cunt. Jill found West's pulsing clit while it was still pumping and sucked it in, sending West off again with a hoarse shout.

When their last mingled cries of pleasure drifted off, Angela snuggled against West's shoulder. Wrapping an arm around West's middle, she gave a contented sigh. "Good, honey?"

"Better than good." West kissed Angela's forehead, one hand still tangled on Jill's hair. "You okay, Jill?"

Her face slack with pleasure, Jill pillowed her face against West's stomach and fondled West's still-hard clit. Drowsily, she sighed, "Oh yes. I'm really glad you invited me to share your cabin."

West and Angela covered Jill's hand with both of theirs and said simultaneously, "What else are friends for?"