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All the while, despite the difficulty, I managed to not once cast a glance at what was happening in the other ferry boat. That belonged to them, whatever happened, and I might never know exactly what they had done.

Wendy walked up to Kim, pulling her to her feet, and they started kissing. Wendy had already told us she preferred women, so it was no surprise she would begin with her.

"Far out," Barry whispered to me.

I told him to shush. For whatever reason, I didn't want words to get tangled up in the action. If I was going to be a willing participant in this activity, I needed to completely forego all distractions. The sight of the girls' embrace was highly erotic. I realized at that point that I knew barely anything about Wendy, and that fact was troublesome, even though it didn't prevent me from being aroused. I remembered thinking that I should get to know her before we went on with the deed. Tops came off, with the girls pressing their breasts against each other's and my mind went blank again. I got up from my seated position : the ferry was steady enough that I didn't wobble as I pulled down my pants. Barry followed my lead, keeping quiet for my benefit. I instantly started stroking myself, and the movement caught the girl's gaze.

It was odd to me that, given the amount of sexual partners I had cumulated in the past year (my mind started to recount, from Sarah to Jennifer, Kamara, Julie, Prissy... a few others, their names confused) that I would still hold back when given an opportunity. The hesitation subsided as the girls walked over to us. Wendy knelt in front of Barry while Kim, looking me in the eye, moved my hand away and replaced it with hers. Her touch was almost electric. She leaned into my ear, whispering.

"You've had your girlfriend... you've had Barry's... now I want you."
"I... okay. I want you too."

It was sincere. Kim reached for a condom and put it on me. I saw, from the corner of my eye, Wendy go down on Barry. But that wasn't happening on my part. Kim pulled back and dropped to the floor, on her back, spreading her legs. She pulled the cloth of her bikini bottom away, showing me her pink. I lowered myself to her level, as hard as I could be. Her smile was kind, almost innocent, almost like what we were about to do was just a game, and it was, to some extent. I lowered myself onto her, face to face, and I planted a wet kiss on her lips. She pressed her chest against mine, and her lips returned the favor.

It all happened naturally. I disappeared inside her : we both moaned with delight as I began pounding away into her, losing all sense of time. Her hands wrapped around my buttocks. She whispered sweet words to my ear and I made love to her, on the floor of the ferry boat, my own rocking motion adding to the small sway of the craft. Her warmth was amazing. I couldn't tear myself away.

At some point, she called on me to stop, and I complied, remaining inside her, but still. She was panting, a weird look on her face, half-daze, half-pleasure. She turned my head, and I saw that Barry was on his back, being mounted by Wendy.

"Do you want her?" Kim asked.

I didn't hear it as a suggestion. I heard it as a dare. Memories of porn movies I had watched flooded in my mind. I pulled out of Kim who let me go without saying a word, and I got to my feet, bringing my covered shaft near Wendy's mouth. She noticed it, and wrapped her lips around it without removing the condom, while Barry was pounding inside her. I saw Kim crawl to Barry's face, and lock lips with him. Instinct took over for a brief moment and I grabbed Wendy's head to hold her steady, and started to control the rhythm into her mouth. That only lasted a moment, as I realized I was probably choking her. I pulled out, but she pulled me back in. I started to almost faint, but Kim's hands supported me with one hand on my ass. She pulled me back from Wendy, then helped Wendy get off Barry.

Wendy then went on all fours, presenting her rear to me. Kim pushed me in her direction, and I slid my dick inside her hole, grabbing her ass, and resuming my movements on her. Kim, meanwhile, straddled Barry, facing away from him, looking at Wendy and myself.

"If you can," Kim whispered to me, "I want you to hold it in. I'm not done with you."

That was not a promise I could make, but I would try. Having another pussy wrapped around me was so intoxicating, and I really felt dizzy, perhaps because we were doing it on the boat. Wendy moaned quite a bit, perhaps for my benefit, perhaps not. It didn't matter at that moment. Only the bliss I felt through my haze mattered. This was, I realized, my fourth sexual encounter in two days, and with four different women. I was reminded of the spring break party, or our reconciliation party. I chased these thoughts and focused on the task at hand. Wendy was screaming now.

"Fuck yes... that's so good Jim... oh my... you're my hero!"

I was tempted to end it there, to increase the cadence and to let it all out, but Kim's previous words resounded again, an echo in my ear. I slowed down my pace, looking at Kim, bouncing up and down on Brian. When Kim's gaze caught mine, she stopped her motion, pulling off of him. She turned around, dropping her mouth between his legs, swallowing him up. She was presenting herself to me again, and I wanted in. I pulled out of Wendy, not that she complained, and I set myself behind Kim to take her. I remembered that one of my first girlfriends had also been called Kim (I called her Kimmie), and this all seemed quite appropriate. I was inside her the next moment and driving it home, while she administered the best blowjob she could to Barry. We lost track of Wendy as we went ahead with our own pleasure.

I was too involved in the action to hold back, and I felt myself come, releasing all of it into Kim. She pulled away from Barry to goad me on.

"Fuck Jim... that's so warm in me... oh yes... fuck..."

It would only occur to us after the fact that the condom had slipped off my penis, and remained inside Wendy's pussy. At the moment, I was too lost in the pleasure to even care. With renewed vigor as my own thrusts subsided, Kim stroked Barry harder, and he finally yelled out as he fired into the air; Kim moved away so she wouldn't get spunked in the process. Then, Kim lifted herself up while I was still buried inside her, pressing her back against my chest. My hands wrapped around her, grabbing her breasts. Her head leaned sideways and we kissed. I felt so warm inside her, I didn't want to pull out, so I remained there.

"Well," Kim whispered. "I think that was worth it."
"Fuck yeah," Barry said.

I said nothing. Wendy was lying in the middle of the ferry on her back, spread-eagled, a tired smile on her face. Kim moved her ass against my crotch, my dick still inside her, as if she wanted to get it hard again, but it didn't react, so she pulled herself up, and what I had left in her started to trickle out.

"Condom fell off," I said.
"That's okay. I'm on the pill. It's more for STDs, but I don't think any of us have any."
"Not me," Barry said.
"Nor me," Wendy whimpered, still panting.

I didn't answer. Kim turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Thank you, Jim... That was wonderful."
"It was... wow."

My lack of coherence made her smile, as did my blank stare. It probably meant she had done her job well.

"You really came hard..."
"I guess so..."

Kim cast a look at Wendy, crawling up to her.

"And you... thank you for being such a sport."
"My pleasure..."
"You want a pussy rub to finish you off?"
"Nope. I'm actually good. That Jim guy really did a number on me."
"Hey! What am I?" Barry intervened. "Chopped liver?"

The girls started laughing. Barry was equally exhausted, but he laughed it off as well.

It was only then that my ears caught the sounds coming from the other boat, but I refrained from looking, even though it was difficult not to imagine what Sarah and Bonnie were doing with Brian and Wendy's father, Dwayne.