Abbie and Olivia climax together

Abbie felt her legs tighten as she rocked back and forth on top of Olivia's body. She stretched her calves, pressing her toes into the cement of the pool deck. Stretching and straining her body this way increased the sensation she got from fingering herself. She rolled her neck a little, feeling the rush of adrenaline run through her body.

She was torn, and basically wanted to do three things when she only had two hands. She wanted to keep her fingers in Olivia's tight, wet hole; she wanted to finger herself, which she continued to do, furiously, working herself into a frenzy; and she wanted to grope Olivia's ass, which sat there in front of her, teasing, taunting, calling her.

Abbie could tell, from looking at Olivia, that she was flexing and tensing her own body. She could feel Olivia's strong legs tightening beneath her own, and she watched Olivia's upper body rise and fall, deep breaths, steady and long, almost like when someone is asleep ... though Abbie could tell that Olivia was clearly not asleep.

As Olivia's breaths deepened and her torso lifted off the chair, Abbie leaned to the side to peek at Olivia's body. Her breasts hung from her chest, firm and tight to her body. Abbie remembered the feeling of them in her hands, but was too far committed to where her hands were now to revisit. She sat up once more, her own eyes closed, working her hips back and forth against both her hand and Olivia's body.

Some of the story would have to remain in Abbie's imagination. She imagined pulling Olivia's suit completely off, her own as well, and the two of them eating each other out. She imagined Jake taking the initiative to walk over and join them, to freely drop his own trunks and allow his big cock to spring free. She imagined moving her tongue from Olivia's pussy to Jake's dick. She imagined Jake fucking Olivia right here on the pool deck -- that would be something to see, now wouldn't it? she said to herself, giggling at the idea. Jake would never.

Though the more she thought of it, the more she imagined that maybe he'd dare, if he were encouraged enough. The idea of it flooded her mind, and she could feel herself getting more and more excited. The combination of having her hands and fingers all over (and inside) this gorgeous woman on her chair, and thoughts of Jake -- she turned toward him to find him watching her intently. He smiled tightly, nodding. Abbie rolled her head around, and turned her attention back toward Olivia.

The choreography between Abbie and Olivia got busier and more focused, fingers moving vigorously, hips rocking harder, bodies pulsing and vibrating. Olivia moaned gently as she thrust herself back against Abbie's hand, and in turn, Abbie fingered her deeper and harder, determined to make Olivia come.

Abbie herself was on the verge of an orgasm. She briefly turned to look at Jake again, this time catching him pulling on his shorts -- he does have an erection ... of course, I shouldn't be surprised. Abbie grinned and licked her lips, giving Jake another layer of things to think about, then turned back once again to Olivia.

"Oh god," Olivia whispered, inhaling sharply.

She didn't have to say anything else. Abbie could tell what was happening, and as she felt Olivia tingling, she closed her eyes and breathed deeply, touching herself in just the right spot, imagining Jake ... and in seconds, her own climax had begun.

The two women pulsed against each other, Abbie's fingers playing a major role for both of them. She didn't let up, moving her fingers, thrusting in and out of Olivia's wet pussy, in and out of her own, riding the waves of the twin orgasms to their peaks. Each of them held their breath, let it out. Olivia clenched her fingers around the deck chair; Abbie tightened her legs around Olivia.

As they clung to each other, bodies quivering, Abbie found herself laughing. It was all just so improbable, and she felt like the luckiest woman in the world. A magical trip with Jake, a beautiful stranger at the pool -- and the weekend had only just begun.

Abbie's breath was slow and steady, and once she felt that her orgasm had waned, she leaned over Olivia, resting her arms against her back.

"Mm," Olivia hummed.

"Mm-hm," Abbie replied. There's no need for words, she thought. She helped Olivia reclasp her bikini top, making sure to graze her fingers against Olivia's body in the process. Slowly, she rolled off of Olivia's legs, and got up, standing next to the chair. Abbie could feel her knees shaking a bit, unsteady from the intensity of her orgasm.

Still lying on the chair, Olivia turned to face Abbie. She smiled, and sat up. Still silent, she rose, and stood face to face with Abbie. Tenderly, she wrapped a hand behind Abbie's neck, and pulled her closer, parting her lips, and meeting Abbie in a soft kiss. Abbie returned the kiss, offering a little bit of tongue. Unable to resist, Abbie slid her hands down Olivia's body, cupping her ass as they briefly made out.

"Maybe I'll see you again," Olivia said softly.

"We're here for, um ..." Abbie swallowed, mid-sentence. "Two more days."

Olivia smiled again. She leaned past Abbie to look at Jake, and gave him a small, flirtatious wave. Then she turned away, walked toward the pool's edge, and dove in.

Abbie returned to Jake's chair, standing next to him, resting her hands on his shoulder, as the two of them watched Olivia in the pool. She tread water for a moment, swam from where she had entered to the far end, then back, and then crawled out the opposite side.

As Olivia gathered a towel from a nearby chair, Abbie giggled, convinced that it wasn't even Olivia's towel.

"That's not where she came from," Jake said softly. "That's ... I don't even think that's her chair."

Abbie turned to him. "That's just what I was thinking! She totally grabbed someone else's towel!"

Jake laughed. "A thousand identical towels here, who can tell?"

Abbie paused, and thought back to the tryst she had just shared with Olivia. "Did you watch the whole time?"

Jake nodded, looking up at her. "How could I not?"

Abbie bit her lip. She took a deep breath, and thought of Olivia. As she turned back to the pool area, she looked around, but couldn't find her across the way.

"Yeah, I can't see her either," Jake said. "Maybe it was all in our minds?"

"Maybe."

Abbie wiggled her foot, stretching her leg out.

"Abbie?" Jake said softly.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think anyone was watching?"

"Mm, I hope so."

Jake lifted his arm behind her, and gently rubbed her leg and one side of her ass. "You hope so?"

"Sure," Abbie replied. "Don't you?"

Jake chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so. I mean, now that you're here with me again, people can see what a lucky fuck I am."

Abbie laughed. "Jake!"

"Is it not true?"

Abbie turned to him, and took his hands in hers. "Yes, it's true. You're a lucky fuck. Now get up so we can go swimming."