Dressing for dessert

There was a knock at the cabin door. "Courtney, Bridgett?" Jeremy called. "Aunt Kate and Sandy in there with you?"

"Yes Jeremy, what's up?" Courtney answered.

Bridgett looked at the dildo she was holding and giggled, wondering what scene Jeremy might be imagining. And would it be wilder than the truth? Bridgett and Courtney were conspiring with the more experienced women to prepare for Bridgett to fuck Jeremy's ass.

"Dessert is ready," he said through the door. "I'm going to go get Uncle Bryan and Peter."

"Thanks Jeremy," Kathryn said. She waited for his footsteps to retreat and nodded to Courtney and Bridgett. "So you girls like to play with each other anally?"

Bridgett beamed at Kathryn, their former English teacher. "Absolutely, Ms. Carlson," she said, putting on a high-school girl tone. She laughed. "Courtney's really sensitive there. In a good way." She puckered her lips. "Mwah! She's got a real kiss-it little asshole! And she really shivers when I put my finger inside."

Courtney blushed more deeply, her ears and chest pinkening. "Yes," she said. "Though we were sort of planning for Jeremy and Bridgett first. So she can have a first. But I, I would like to take Jeremy in my ass."

Sandy's eyes flashed down to Courtney's high-cut panties, her only garment at the moment.

"How about Jeremy? Have you played with his ass much yet, or were you mostly inspired by the movie scene?" Kathryn asked.

Courtney and Bridgett looked at each other.

"I touch his ass a lot...in the shower," Courtney said. "He likes it."

Bridgett chuckled. "The shower's too small for three. You seem to get him most of the time."

"You told me you like to sleep in, Bridge," Courtney said.

"Am I complaining?" Bridgett said. "I like to wake up to you and Jeremy making love next to me. And watch while I'm half-asleep. Anyway, I like to touch up Jeremy's ass when I give him head." She smiled. "I can't take him a lot deeper than his head. So anyway a couple times when I was sucking his cock and stroking his butthole, he just kind of opened up and zip, my finger was up his butt."

Sandy smiled. "Pretty good start," she said. "Peter really likes that." Sandy nodded to Kathryn, who smiled back. "So yes, Kathryn and I will be happy to advise you. But mostly, it sounds like Jeremy already said he's interested in that scene. For something like this, you can't just spring it on him. But if you do want to keep it a surprise, hide Mr. Peter there..."

Courtney and Bridgett laughed. Sandy was referring to how closely Bridgett's strap-on dildo resembled the penis of her husband Peter Walker, who enjoyed anal intercourse both top and bottom.

"Right," Sandy continued. "But tell Jeremy you have something special planned that will be extra good if you can practice together until he's comfortable opening up for more than a finger. If he's comfortable with, mm, hold up your hands?"

Courtney and Bridgett held up their hands for Sandy to look at their fingers.

"If Jeremy can take three lubricated, gloved fingers comfortably, you can spring it on him," Sandy said.

"And don't worry if this cruise isn't the time it all comes together," Kathryn said. "Don't hurry it."

Sandy grimaced. "Right. Work up to it. Though Bridgett, it sounds like you might have more working up to do than Jeremy, if you're planning to take him anally."

"Yes," Bridgett said. "I really want to try it, but he is really big. We do plan to practice up this trip."

"I'd be happy to help you if you want extra help practicing," Sandy said. "Or if you need to borrow some toys to help. I do like to take Bryan anally sometimes, and that did take practice the first time to open up comfortably for him. And patience."

"Thanks, Sandy," Bridgett said. "I, or maybe we," she said, glancing at Courtney, "we might take you up on that."

Courtney smiled. "Yup," she said.

Kathryn put a hand on her hip. "We better not keep them waiting any longer for dessert. Amber has something special planned, and you two don't look quite dressed." She surveyed her nephew Jeremy's triad-marriage wives. Strawberry blonde Courtney was wearing only lacy high-cut panties, her full post-baby breasts hanging free. Petite redhead Bridgett's high, perky breasts were held, but hardly covered, by a white lace bra that displayed more than it concealed. Her lower half was bare.

Sandy spread her hands. "It is a private honeymoon cruise. We could all wear nothing if we liked."

Bridgett said, "Can we?"

Kathryn looked at the others and caught a sparkle in Courtney's eye. "Shall we?"

"Let's!" Courtney said, looking Kathryn in the eye. She felt a flutter inside.

Kathryn turned her back to Courtney. "Pull the tie, Courtney?" she asked.

Courtney pulled a loose end of the loopy bow at Kathryn's waist. Her silk lounging robe slithered to the floor, leaving Kathryn in only a brassiere and slippers.

"Get the bra? I guess I'll have to bounce a bit," Kathryn said.

Courtney unhooked Kathryn's bra and Kathryn shrugged out of it. Kathryn bent over to take off her slippers and Courtney's breath was taken away by the rear view of Kathryn's sex. Now that Courtney had become comfortable with sexually desiring her best friend Bridgett, her eyes were opened to other women she felt close to. Like her beloved former English teacher. Kathryn. She leaned forward, feeling the warmth of Kathryn's close body radiating on her face and breathed in deeply.

Kathryn straightened up and turned around. She looked at Courtney's face and winked. "Panties?" she said.

Sandy and Bridgett were already nude.

"Okay," Courtney said, feeling butterflies in her stomach. She slid them off.

Kathryn held out her hand and took the panties from her. "Chin up, Courtney," she directed. Kathryn rubbed the cotton panel of Courtney's panties on the skin under her earlobes, the hollow of her collarbone, and the inside of her wrists.

"Ooh," Courtney said. "What was that?"

"Dressing you for dessert," Kathryn said. "Jeremy will eat you up."

The four nude women left the cabin and walked toward the lounge, swaying gently with the swells rocking the pleasure yacht.