Three — Neil Connolly

Tom woke feeling like death with a hangover that was off the scale.  Twenty minutes later he got up and staggered to the shower.  After that he went to the kitchen and drank a litre of water.  Feeling half human he went in search of the others.  Fifteen of them were renting the villa on Spain’s Mediterranean coast for two weeks and this was day eight of one long drinking session.  Tom went out into the bright sunlight and found two of the girls sunning themselves by the pool.  Nicki and Lucy were both brunette and petite, face down on their loungers with tops off and bikini bottoms leaving little to the imagination.

‘He’s awake at last,’ Nicki said.

‘Just about by the looks of him,’ Lucy laughed.

‘Where are the others?’ Tom asked.

‘Gone whale watching or dolphin spotting or something,’ Nicki wiggled her bum.  ‘Can you rub some more sun cream into my back?’

Tom took a second to realise the request was aimed at him.  He found a bottle of lotion and squirted the last dregs of pink cream onto his fingers.  Nicki’s tanned skin was beaded with perspiration as Tom took his time gliding down from shoulders to the rise of her pert buttocks.

‘Legs too,’ she said.

Tom shifted to hide the growing lump in his shorts.  Her thighs were firm and toned, and when she parted them a little he felt himself begin to tremble.  When he finished with Nicki, Lucy said.

‘Now me.’

‘There’s no cream left in the bottle,’ Tom barely recognised his own voice when he spoke.

 ‘What about your own?’

‘I didn’t bring any.’

‘I meant the stuff in your shorts?’ Lucy said.  ‘I hear it’s good for the skin.’

To make sure he knew what she meant Lucy hooked her fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottoms and slid them down to the top of her thighs.  Tom’s mouth went, if anything, drier than before.  He felt his temperature rise, not good with his thumping headache, and he took a moment to calm himself.

‘Well?’ Lucy asked.

The sun was searingly hot as Tom released his cock and started masturbating, eyes fixed on Lucy’s sweet ass.  He clamped his mouth shut to stop a groan escaping as, heart thumping, he saw Nicki lift herself onto her elbows.  He got the gorgeous sight of pink tipped breasts as she turn to watch.  Tom felt his cock filling and he rose, leaning over Lucy just in time to spatter her back with his cream.  He dropped to his knees, fighting a wave of nausea; this wasn’t the time to add anything else to the mix.

‘Rub it in then,’ Lucy said as Tom knelt beside her.

His hands were shaking as he smeared his come across her flesh and then he was shaking even more when Nicki knelt beside him and started to help.  She smiled at him.

‘You look like shit,’ Nicki said.

‘It’s the sun,’ Tom said, ‘it’s hot out here.’

‘Are you saying we should go into the apartment?’  Nicki gave him a sly grin.  ‘Find somewhere cool to spend the rest of the afternoon?’

Tom stared into her hazel eyes and forced himself to say.  ‘Yes.’

‘What d’you think Lucy?’ Nicki asked.

‘Sounds like Tom’s got bigger balls than I thought.’

‘And a nice sized cock to go with them,’ Nicki replied.

Lucy sat up.  Her breasts were bigger than Nicki’s, the nipples darker and already erect.  Tom wished he hadn’t had such a skin full the night before as she pushed her bikini bottoms all the way down.

‘Well I guess the best place is that king sized bed Nicki and I have been sharing all week,’ Lucy said.

‘We’ve been wondering if it’ll take three.’

Tom stood with the girls as Lucy took his left hand and Nicki his right.

‘This is one holiday you are never going to forget,’ Nicki said, as they led him into the cool interior of the villa.

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This is Neil’s second story published here on Every Night Erotica read, One Day.

Neil Connolly has spent far too many years working in the same office, although to be fair to his boss he has sat at four different desks during that time so can’t complain about having limited opportunities for travel.  This is possibly the reason why Neil started to write fiction as it gives a route for his mind to escape.