Down to the Beach... At Night!

You’d already done the walk down to the beach several times, but there was a difference this time - everything was just so much more calm. It seemed like a lot of the tourists had done the same thing that your friends had and headed out sometime in the afternoon or early evening. The quiet of the town was lovely, and you could see why folks would want to live here any time other than the holiday weekends.

The three of you chatted as you walked. Sabrina liked Ollie a lot, while Gemma had bonded with Victoria more, but they both liked the other girl as well. Paul and Brent hadn’t exactly made big, fantastic impressions on your girlfriends, but they agreed that the boys seemed OK. Corey, on the other hand, got lots of praise. Edgar was, well, Edgar.

Mallory was another topic of conversation, though the three of you avoided talking about the sex elements of your interactions with her. Instead, the three of you discussed the little bits and pieces of lessons you’d gotten from talking with her. Mallory had really pushed the communication thing, which you’d already been taking as important, but now you wanted to push that even more. The last thing you wanted was a rift forming, especially while Gemma was back home in Australia and felt disconnected from you and Sabrina.

It really didn’t take that long to get down to the beachfront street, so you didn’t delve into any deeper conversation topics. The street itself, lined and bustling with shops earlier that day, was quiet now with a few cars driving down it. All of the shops were closed, leaving only the few restaurants with their lights on. Even the festive lights that had been up were off, and you could imagine town workers coming through to clean them up in the next day or so.

The three of you crossed the street and headed down onto the beach. The temperature had already dropped a little and by the time you were spreading out the big towel the sun was almost set back over the town and the three of you were looking out over the Atlantic ocean as the dark blues and blacks of night crept up into the sky.

You ended up sitting next to Gemma and leaning back with your arm around her, having mounded the sand a bit under the two of you to give a light shoulder rest. Sabrina sat between your legs, leaning back and resting her head on your chest.

It was quiet, and the three of you let it be that way, just holding each other and watching the night come on.

“Can I start yet?” Sabrina finally asked.

“No,” Gemma said. “We’re still easily visible from the street, baby.”

“Gah. Fine,” Sabrina said, then smiled slyly. “Mistress.”

“Don’t you start,” Gemma chuckled.

More quiet. Sabrina was getting impatient though and was rubbing her hands up and down your legs. Gemma rolled her eyes and leaned in to kiss you softly.

“No fair,” Sabrina said when she glanced back and noticed the soft kissing.

“You picked that spot so you could feel his cock getting hard against you,” Gemma said. “I picked this spot so I could kiss him.”

“.... fine,” Sabrina said through narrowed eyes, knowing she’d been read like a book.

Finally, you were in the dark, the sparse lights from the street behind you put a soft, barely-there light on the edges of you.

“OK, baby,” Gemma said quietly to Sabrina. “You can start.”

“Finally,” Sabrina sighed, sitting up and then rolling over so she was crawling up your torso to kiss you, her hands quickly finding the strings for your shorts and loosening them. She got your shorts down, your cock popping out already mostly hard, and she kissed you fiercely as her fingers traced the head. Then she turned and caught Gemma in a kiss as well. “Thanks for doing this,” she whispered.

“Get it out of your system now,” Gemma whispered back, running her fingers through Sabrina’s hair. “Because we’re not doing it more public than this. There are still people walking up and down the street twenty yards away.”

“We’ll see if that works,” Sabrina giggled softly, then moved back down your torso and got her mouth on your cock.

You groaned softly, and Gemma shushed you with a kiss. “Don’t tell me you’re the one we need to gag,” she teased you.

“I’m not,” you assured her. “It’s just different knowing we’re out in the middle of a beach. Anyone could look out into the dark and see us.”

“Which is why we need to go fast,” Gemma said, finding Sabrina’s head with one hand and pushing her down on your cock. Sabrina hadn’t exactly been ready for that and gagged once before she swallowed your cock into her throat, making the both of you groan. “That’s it, my loves,” Gemma whispered.

You didn’t want her to just have her way, so you took some initiative yourself and reached down, pulling Gemma’s dress up over her hips, and then even higher until it was bundled under her arms and both her pussy and her breasts were bare to you. You immediately leaned down and caught her nipple between your lips as your fingers teased over her mound and started tickling her outer labia.

“Dirty bastard,” Gemma chuckled.

“Says the completely naked girl,” Sabrina said, coming off of your cock and shifting over. She opened Gemma’s legs and got between them, burying her tongue inside of your shared girlfriend.

“Oooh, fuck,” Gemma groaned.

“Now who needs the ball gag?” you joked.

“Shut up, love,” Gemma crooned.

Sabrina swapped back and forth a couple of times between you and Gemma, sucking you and eating her. You spent your time with Gemma’s breasts mostly, sucking and licking those delightful nipples while your hands explored every inch of her soft skin. Finally, Sabrina came up from tonguing Gemma and said, “OK, now ride him.”

“I thought you were going first,” Gemma whispered.

“Bitch, are you complaining?”

“No, just surprised,” Gemma said. Then, as Sabrina slipped out of the way, Gemma rolled over and straddled you. It only took a moment in the dark for her to grasp your cock in her fingers and get it lined up, and she sat down on it with a delighted moan.

“Congrats,” Sabrina said. “You’re fucking him in public.”

“It doesn’t feel very public,” Gemma hummed softly as she started to grind herself on your cock.

“Should I turn on the flashlight?” Sabrina asked.

“No!” Gemma whispered sharply.

“I thought you wanted this to be fast?” Sabrina teased. “And here you are just rocking on it. John, baby, you clearly need to take charge of her. Gemma’s gotten lazy.”

“I’m not-” Gemma started, but you agreed with Sabrina and you hefted Gemma by her hips, keeping her still and stable as you rolled the both of you over. You took Gemma’s legs in hand and pushed them back, and immediately started fucking into her with more power. You were hungry for them both - the foursome with Mallory had been amazing, but the MILF had understandably been the focal point of it. Now you needed to feel like they were the focus. Gemma and Sabrina. They were your world.

“Oooh, fuck,” Gemma groaned as you were thrusting faster, your skin starting to clap together softly.

“Need the gag?” Sabrina asked.

Gemma answered by shaking her head, barely visible in the low light.

“How about lube?”

“No sand yet,” Gemma grunted.

You slipped your hands down Gemma’s legs from her knees to her thighs until you were cupping her ass as she lifted it off the ground slightly for you to fuck her hard at an angle she liked. While there were small, individual grains, it wasn’t as bad as you’d worried it would be.

“God, I wish I could lick on that clit while he was fucking you,” Sabrina whispered.

“I can change positions,” you pointed out.

“Don’t,” Sabrina said. “She’s close.”

Gemma groaned in agreement. How Sabrina knew that you couldn’t figure out.

“Gemma, love,” you said. “How close?”

“Close enough. Are you?” she asked.

You shook your head, and could almost feel her frowning. She wanted you to come with her, but you just weren’t close enough yet.

“I won’t leave you until I pop,” you promised her.

Gemma flung her arms around your neck and pulled you into a deep kiss as you fucked into her deep and insistently. That was all she wanted to hear.

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