Yuri turned and beckoned to one of the staff and quickly had her leaning over next to Olga as he pumped her from behind, though in exactly which hole it was hard to tell from where Krista was.
“How about it, Susan?” Zach asked, his arm across her shoulders and one hand fondling a hard-nippled breast.
“Oh, this is so silly,” Susan laughed, “but I’d love to feel your cock in my ass,” she said, leaning on the railing next to Krista as Zach squatted down behind her to be able to line his cock up with her ass, easily sinking it into her.
The next thing that they knew, everyone was leaning on the railing, the old man with the small cock watching as one of the staff fucked his wife, and the French leaning on the railing side by side getting their asses fucked, all four of them.
“That was the most unusual sunset I’ve ever seen,” Mahana said, clapping her hands as everyone finally stood up, cum running from their asses.
Almost telepathically, everyone made their way to the center of the platform, then climbed down to the sea to wash, even most of the staff, especially the men who had been pressed into service.
“I did not realize that Americans were so free sexually,” one of the French women said in a heavy accent as she approached Krista, Susan, and Zach.
“I can’t speak for all American women, but we enjoy our sexuality,” Krista said, “as you also seem to do.”
“Yes, it is the air of life,” she said. “I am Annette and my husbands are Pierre and Claude and my wife Suzi.”
“You’re all married together?” Krista asked, her eyes wide.
“Yes,” Annette replied. “Group marriages are acceptable in France. It is a very civilized arrangement.”
“I’ll say,” Krista said.
“But are not the three of you also together?” Annette asked.
“I guess we are,” Krista replied. “I never really thought of it that way. We just share each other.”
“Exactemont,” Annette replied with a smile. “Perhaps after dinner we can all play together. We enjoy discovering new playmates.”
“That sounds good to me,” Krista replied, smiling. “A perfect dessert.”
“Exactemont,” Annette said, a big smile on her face. “Jusque la.”
“I don’t speak French,” Zach said when Annette rejoined her group.
“She said until then,” Susan said, “and I doubt that you’ll need to do much talking for what she has in mind.”
When they returned to their unit to rinse off in the fresh-water shower, Mahana was there to take their dinner order, once again wearing a sarong with a large red hibiscus flower tucked behind one ear. They opted for grilled lobster with all the sides and Krista asked for champagne.
“I heard you mention it earlier, so I had some bottles put in your refrigerator,” Mahana said, smiling. “There is Moet & Chandon, Perrier Jouet, and Roederer Cristal, each in brut or rose. I also made sure that there was plenty of Perrier sparkling water and also Fiji water if you prefer flat water. I added a few bottles of wine that the chef assures me that you will like if you like the sauvignon blanc from New Zealand.”
“Your efficiency is almost scary, Mahana. Let’s try the Roederer,” Krista said, “but not the rose. That might be nice later after a swim.”
The lobsters were large and perfectly cooked, tasting delicious with the lime-garlic-ginger dipping sauce, and the Roederer Cristal champagne was the perfect accompaniment with which to wash it down. They were sitting back catching their breath when the French foursome appeared, Annette and Suzi standing on either side of Zach, while Pierre and Claude each stood on one side of Krista and Susan.
“Do you mind if we have your gorgeous man for dessert?” Annette asked, smiling. “I am very excited to taste his big cock and feel it inside of me. We will try not to break him.”
“If you can break him, you’ll be the first,” Krista laughed, loving the blush on Zach’s face. “Your husbands seem rather frail to me. I’m afraid that I might break one or both of them.”
“Oh, I would truly love to see that,” Suzi said, pealing laughter. “They are very sweet and very diligent. They will not leave you lacking.”
Which is not exactly how Krista felt about it when she joined Zach on their own bed an hour later, Susan soon also showing up.
“You sure seem satisfied,” Krista said to a smiling Zach.
“I am,” Zach replied. “Those two are wildcats beneath the surface, tasty wildcats, I might add. They seemed very pleased when I told them that you also liked women, so I guess you’ll be finding out.”
“Well, other than lacking size, Pierre and Claude were exactly as Annette described them, very sweet and diligent, too diligent, if you ask me,” Krista said. “It was almost like a practiced, rehearsed routine. There didn’t seem to be anything spontaneous about it.”
“That’s a perfect description,” Susan agreed. “I’d be bored to tears with those two in no time at all.”
“Maybe it’s a good thing that they’re all into everything,” Zach said, looking over to see Annette and Suzi in a 69 on one of the beds, Pierre and Claude in a 69 on the other. “I think I like our little threesome a lot better.”
“Oh, I don’t know, another cock wouldn’t break my heart,” Krista said. “It would save me the trouble of going out and finding one.”
“That might be fun, but I’m perfectly content to share my life with the two of you,” Susan said. “We don’t seem to be having trouble filling in any missing…”
“Holes,” Zach said, then burst out laughing. “I love all the extra fun, but I’d be happier than a pig in slop to spend the rest of my life with just the two of you. You’ve both got it all as far as I’m concerned.”
“I’m not so sure that I like that metaphor,” Krista laughed. “I think that that’s the first time that fucking me has ever been equated to a pig in slop.”
Mahana approached them as other staff were approaching the other units, asking if they’d like coffee and after-dinner drinks, which they accepted. 10 minutes later a large urn of coffee was carried to the platform and a serving table set up, 11 large snifters being poured a generous portion of a golden-brown liquid.
“Even though we are a French territory, or were, we get our coffee from Hawaii,” Mahana explained as she served them.
“We’ve had it before,” Krista said. “It was incredible coffee.”