I met Fran at a health club. We hit it off and became fast friends. She’s the opposite of me. I’m petite; she’s large-boned and full-figured. She keeps in good shape, though she’s always trying to lose another “pound or two.” She found out I sailed and invited me to go on a cruise with her and a girlfriend who owned a twenty-five-foot sailboat. We would sail around the Bahamas for a couple of weeks. It sounded wonderful.

Fran and I flew to Florida and met Belinda, a pretty brunette with a slim body. She had everything ready, and by noon we were under sail and on course for Nassau. It didn’t take me long to learn the ropes of the new boat, and she handled superbly. Belinda let me sail her until she was satisfied that I knew what I was doing. When we cleared the shipping lanes, Fran, Belinda and I shed our tops and let the sun warm us. At the wheel, I watched Fran rub suntan lotion on Belinda and immediately got the idea that they were more than good friends. Far from being shocked, I was intrigued. Years before, I’d experimented with a girlfriend, and more than once I had been drawn to a close lady friend but hadn’t pursued it. Fran caught me watching and smiled. I smiled back and winked.

We reached Nassau, cleared customs and sailed south for the scattered, gemlike islands. We saw fewer and fewer boats, and soon it seemed that we had the islands to ourselves. We’d been going topless, and now we shed the rest of our clothes and sailed gloriously nude. We couldn’t help but come close to each other as we trimmed the sails or passed each other in the small passageway. I liked the fleeting brush of feminine flesh against mine and the occasional covert gaze at my spread pussy as I bent over to tie a line. Of course, I looked at their bodies too.

We anchored in a small cove to spend the night. We swam naked in the warm water, chasing each other. We rigged a shade awning on the island and ate fish cooked over a small open fire. Later I wandered around the small island looking for driftwood and shells. I was on my way back, loaded down with wood, when I came to a sudden stop. Under the awning, Fran lay on her back, her legs spread wide, her hands caressing her magnificent breasts as Belinda’s dark head bobbed between her thighs. Fran moaned softly and thrust her hips upward. I moved forward and laid the firewood down. Fran turned toward me; her eyes glazed with passion. I sat down and took her hand and kissed it. She smiled.

I had never actually seen women making love. Belinda’s fingers spread Fran’s pussy lips apart, and I could see her tongue lap up and down the pink slit. Belinda’s lips sucked at the top of Fran’s pussy and pulled, and I shivered as I imagined how it would feel to have her lips suck on my clit.

I moved down on the blanket, the better to view this erotic coupling. Belinda looked up at me, then went back to kissing Fran’s love nest. She had two fingers buried in Fran and she slid and rotated them in and out as she licked. I reached out and slid my hand over Belinda’s back, caressing her warm skin. It felt so good to slide my hand over her soft flesh. My other hand went between my legs, and I pressed a finger between my pussy lips. I slid my hand down to Belinda’s pert butt and stroked her. She pressed back against my hand.

Curiosity, passion, whatever, got the best of me, and I moved behind Belinda. She looked back for a moment and, without taking her mouth from Fran’s pussy, slid her legs under her so that she was in a kneeling position. I moved in close and ran my hand over her skin, looking at her taut buttocks, the puckered brown hole of her anus and the glistening slit of her pussy. She’d shaved off the hair of her pussy except for a triangle at the top. Her outer lips were trim and small, barely protruding. I reached out and spread them, revealing her wet pink flesh, so like a delicate flower.

I gazed at her vaginal folds and saw a drop of liquid slowly emerge. My finger moved, almost of its own volition, to touch that drop and bring it to my lips. It was salty and delicious. I caressed her open, slick flesh and heard her moan softly. I knew how I liked my pussy stroked, and I began to slide my fingers over her folds.

I pressed my face close to her sex, inhaling her fragrance. Then I ran my tongue slowly up and down her delicious flesh. Her juices tasted wonderful, and the heady aroma of her womanhood filled my nostrils. I lapped at her pussy. My fingers pulled her lips wide, and I speared her with my long, pointed tongue, wiggling it as deeply as I could inside her woman-flesh.

My nose was pressed against her neat brown anus as I flicked my tongue in and out. I found her firm clit with my fingers and began to softly stroke that erect nubbin.

Belinda began to shudder, and her pussy contracted around my invading tongue. I flicked her clit faster and sucked her flesh while I drove my tongue harder into her. I had to hold on to her hips to stay with her. She cried out as she came. Her juices flowed into my mouth and I couldn’t get enough of her. I moved slightly and placed my lips over her clit and sucked hard. She went wild with passion as I drove her from one climax to another.

I was on fire. I rolled over, and my fingers were a blur as I stroked my clit. Suddenly hands pulled my fingers away, and a mouth covered my aching cunt. I screamed as Fran’s lips sucked my clit. A moment later her thighs were around my head and her drenched pussy was thrusting against my mouth. I found her erect clit and raked it with my teeth, then sucked and licked it in a frenzy of passion. Her tongue drove me quickly over the top and I climaxed explosively, screaming against her flesh.

I rubbed my face into her soaking pussy and in the process drove her to a climax too. I had never felt like this in my entire life. I was a giant vagina being devoured by another giant vagina I was trying to crawl inside. I can’t say how many times I climaxed, or how many times I drove Fran to a climax, but finally we lay totally spent, gasping for breath. I looked up to see Belinda smiling down at me. She kissed me tenderly and enveloped Fran and me in her arms.

We ate dinner on the boat, and as the stars came out and a pale moon illuminated the sea, we spread a mattress on the deck. I lay between these beautiful women, and they kissed and caressed my body. I sighed as a knowing tongue slipped into the folds of my pussy. I knew this was going to be a vacation that I would remember for the rest of my life.