Mahika and Priya

Mahika and Priya

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This story is submitted for the 2025 April Fool's Contest.

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Out of the corner of my eye I saw the most amazing sight: Two tall, thin goddesses with long, straight black hair glistening in the Mediterranean sun and flawless skin the color of coffee mixed with a few drops of milk. It was immediately apparent these Indian-appearing beauties were twins who were being escorted up the gangplank to our small Grecian tour boat by a handsome man and a woman who I assumed were their parents.

Each wore matching crop tops exposing a delightful swath of a sleek, flat tummy which drew my eyes down to skin-tight pants and metallic accented sandals below, silver on one and gold on the other.

So as not to appear to be staring, I kept my head pointed to the shore but my sunglasses-hidden eyes nearly jammed in the corners as I watched the two elegantly board the boat.

'This trip is looking up,' I mused, glad to have something beautiful to watch on board as we toured the islands of Greece in late March. I was newly single, having been dumped by my girlfriend the previous Christmas. We had planned this trip together but once we split, I was unable to get a refund and decided to take the trip anyway. In the depths of my mind, I had harbored the dream of an onboard liaison but in reality, with only forty or so passengers, most of whom were older, it was certainly not very likely. But now the idea seemed possible once again, albeit remotely.

Before the four disappeared from view, I noted a couple of the crew staring at them. It seemed their beauty was appreciated by more than myself. I remained seated until the last passengers were aboard, most of whom were indeed older, before I headed down to my cabin. As I got to my room, the two exited their cabin a few doors away. I murmured 'Hello' only to receive simultaneous 'Good afternoons' in perfect, British-accented English as they squeezed past me, giggling softly.

After they passed by, I gazed at their two delightful asses as they walked away. If nothing else, that image would be fodder for my spank bank during the two-week voyage.

After organizing my cabin, I took a power nap before heading upstairs for the trip introduction. Our concierge gave a brief description of the trip including information about meals, shore excursions and amenities aboard. While she was talking, I stole a few glances at the two. They were subdued and seemed to defer to the man I assumed was their father. The 'mother' didn't say a word during the entire time though he leaned over and intermittently whispered into their ears.

After the introduction, we were invited to the dining room where a feast awaited us. There was the usual jockeying as people chose their seats and I ended up with a middle-aged couple from Kansas who were taking their first trip to Europe. They were pleasant but whenever the conversation lulled, I was able to discreetly look between them to the twins who faced me at the next table. One of them seemed to catch me watching as she gave a tiny smile back to me before whispering into her sister's ear.

After dinner, I went to my cabin, logged on, took care of a couple of issues at work and wrapped it up with a reminder to my coworkers that I was on 'vacation' and couldn't be expected to be available with any consistency. After getting a glass of wine in the lounge, I did some light reading until the family came in. The father was clearly in charge. He escorted them in, pointed out the table they were to sit at and ordered the drinks. I continued to read, well, pretended to read, as I glanced over the book to stare at the beauties facing me. Yet again one of them caught me and held my gaze for half a heartbeat before letting the tiniest of smiles cross her lips, a smile unseen by the father.

Back in my cabin, I crashed and slept like the proverbial baby until the concierge's breakfast call was announced over the PA system. As I opened my door, the twin beauties were walking past. We nodded greetings and I followed them upstairs, marveling at their thin legs topped by shapely asses covered by tight jeans. As I drank my latte, I could hear the man seated behind me softly giving them instructions. He spoke excellent English though with an Indian accent. I figured he was an immigrant to England where his daughters must have been born though he apparently maintained his paternal authority.

Forty-five minutes later we were scheduled to ride the Zodiacs to a deserted beach for swimming and sightseeing. As I stood waiting at the launch deck, I perceived a subtle softening of various conversations. Turning around, I was struck yet again by their beauty. Both wore full bathing suits and not bikinis, something I figured was a result of their parents, but each suit featured high-cut hips and a near-complete absence of any material in the back.

At first glance, I was unable to distinguish any difference between the young women except for the color of their suits under tissue-thin swim dresses which came down barely to the upper thighs. One bathing suit was hot pink and the other neon orange, both colors seemingly accentuating their deep skin color. Hot Pink, as I thought of her in my mind, wore gold sandals while Neon Orange wore silver.

My musings were interrupted by the Zodiac driver who, through his thick Greek accent, made it clear I was to get in the boat along with the two and three others. Mom and Dad were left for the next boat to their apparent dismay.

"Hi, I'm Zeke," I said as I introduced myself to everyone in the boat. The other three followed suit before all eyes turned to them.

"Priya."

"Mahika."

"I'm from a suburb of San Francisco and am in the tech world. You?"

I saw a definite spark of interest before Priya spoke up. "We have recently finished the uni and this holiday is a graduation gift from Papa."

"Oh? What did you study?"

"Computer science."

"Both of you?"

They nodded their heads before I asked if they had jobs lined up, which they apparently did not. "Papa says we can work at his business but we will have to wait until after our holiday to talk about the details," answered Mahika.

As they chatted, I realized they were probably the classic example of twins only a mother could tell apart. Their skin was flawless with not even a mole or scar to be seen. No piercings beyond gold ear studs and, thank God, no tattoos. No rings or distinguishing jewelry. With them close to each other, however, I could discern two subtle differences between them. One of them had one more drop of milk stirred into her coffee-colored skin and their hair was different in length by perhaps a centimeter or two. These differences were so subtle I knew I would not be able to tell them apart unless they were sitting together. But as my eyes, hidden by my sunglasses, slid discreetly down their bodies, I eventually found an obvious difference between them. Mahika had turquoise toenail polish while her sister had coral. I quickly put the hard 'k' sound in turquoise and Mahika together and had the key to keeping them apart in my mind.

We chatted some more with me leading the conversation. While I won't say they were shy, they were definitely reserved. They did ask me about my work in the tech world and I could tell from their comments they were obviously intelligent, probably far more so than I.

When we landed at the beach, I was requested to hop out first and assist the others to shore. I helped the three other passengers first and finished up by letting the beauties grasp my hand to steady themselves as they hopped down to the sand. And turquoise-toed Mahika seemed to hold my hand a second or two longer than absolutely needed. 'Maybe she likes me,' I thought, 'And maybe this trip will turn out to be more fun than I had predicted.'

The guide Panagiotis ("You can call me Pan.") insisted we take a short hike to a bluff overlooking the beach, the water and the view towards the yacht. The twins seemed disinclined to wait for their parents so we six headed out following Pan up the steep, winding trail. As their sandals were not the best footwear for the hike, they needed help negotiating some of the steeper parts of the trail, help which I willingly offered by occasionally holding their hands as they struggled upwards.

The view from the top was stupendous. The deep blue waters contrasted with the brilliant white sand of the beach. We could see the Zodiac arriving with the next group of passengers which included their worried-appearing parents. I wondered what the issue might be. Had they never let their daughters have a little freedom? Here we were a couple of dozen meters above them on a public trail in view of everybody yet the parents seemed concerned. The girls, and I hesitate to use that term as they were full-grown women, called down to their parents and waved, something which seemed to help the older ones relax.

Before we headed down, they took selfies together and willingly accepted my offer to take a photo of them together from further back. The pic was perfect and they seemed very appreciative. Our walk down was even more difficult; they tended to slip easily so Pan walked in front of one while I remained in front of the other, Mahika as it turned out, to give them some help until we got to the sand.

They ran up to their parents and showed them their photos. Their mother expressed no interest in climbing up the trail so they wandered down the beach before putting their towels down. From a distance and even though they had one-piece suits on, the sight was wonderful. I had to force myself to keep from staring as I walked to the water and did a shallow dive. For the next thirty or forty minutes I swam back and forth along the shore, enjoying the exercise after several days of sedentary existence during my travel to Greece. Each time I neared the stretch of beach with the twins, I casually looked over at them when I turned to breathe. The view was enough to spur me on, so I would swim a little further, turn around and repeat the whole process again. Eventually, I fatigued and hauled my sorry carcass out of the invigorating water, stumbled to my towel and stretched out. I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I heard was the two voices calling me.

"Zeke, we need to leave now. The driver says it is nearly time for lunch."

I sat up, realized the beach was nearly empty and joined them as they walked to the Zodiac where Pan and a couple I did not know were waiting.

"You are good swimmer," said Pan, "But you must watch for the sun."

"You're right. Fortunately, I used a heavy amount of waterproof sunscreen this morning."

"How far do you think you swam?" asked Priya with her coral-colored polish.

"Probably at least a K, maybe more. I try to do it at least twice a week."

"That's cracking," replied Mahika. "We are so thin that we tend to sink easily. Swimming is hard for us."

"How far do you think you can swim?"

"Maybe a few hundred meters. Maybe."

"Oh, Hika, you can do better than that, can't you?"

No, Pri, I don't think so. I know you can, though."

The conversation was interrupted as we boarded the dinghy and motored out to the yacht. I sat with my head facing forward but I have to admit my eyes were turned to the far right as I took in their beauty once again.

After a brief lunch, the yacht started up and headed for our next destination, a smaller islet about an hour away. I took the opportunity to stretch out for a few minutes in my stateroom.

After the yacht's engines quieted, I heard the anchor drop and a few minutes later the PA system announced the next activity scheduled, another quick Zodiac ride to a beach. This one was surrounded by high cliffs and featured a cave off to one side. I wanted to explore the cave and made myself ready for the dingy ride as quickly as possible. As I opened my door, the two beauties who were strolling by stopped and peeked into my room.

"What a wonderful room," opined one. "You must be chuffed. Ours is smaller than this and we both have to sleep on narrow beds."

"How did you get so lucky?" asked the other.

"Bad luck led to this. I was to have been with my girlfriend but we broke up and I couldn't get a refund, so I decided to come on my own."

"Oh, that's too bad. But you're having fun, no?" asked the first one who had the coral nails.

"Yes, I am and it's nice to have someone other than old grandmas along on the trip."

Turquoise Nails added, "And we are so glad to have someone like you we can talk with, too."

"Well, Mahika, (it is Mahika, isn't it?), perhaps the three of us can get together after dinner in the lounge and play cards or something."

"That would be wonderful" "Yes, let's," they responded simultaneously.

We went up to the deck, were given our assignments for the Zodiac rides and unfortunately, I was paired with two couples who knew each other and who seemed to ignore me after they said their cursory 'Hellos'. Once we made it to the beach, I wandered over to the south end and jumped into the water. It felt glorious as I made the short swim to the small opening of the cave. Once I swam inside, the cave opened up to a large room which was perhaps forty meters long and some twenty meters wide. As I tread water, I became aware of how any sound echoed back and forth creating odd sound effects. I paddled around until I found an apparent sandbank which was about waist deep. After resting for a while, I decided to swim back to the beach.

As I came up from the water, I heard the voice of one of the twins calling me, "Zeke, where were you?"

I went up the beach, determined it had been Mahika talking and responded, "I was exploring that cave over there. It's huge inside. You should see it."

"I'm not sure about swimming so far."

"Look, let's borrow the life ring from the Zodiac and you and Priya could hang on and dogpaddle over there."

"Dogpaddle?"

"Yeah, keep your head above water and kick your feet. I'll be there the whole time."

She ran over to her sister who was game and once they got permission to use the life ring, they came skipping down the beach to me. God, it was such a beautiful sight I had to turn my head away and pretend to be looking at the water. Right as they came up to me, I heard their father boom out, "Ladakiyaan, where are you going?"

"Oh, Papa, we are going with Zeke to explore the cave," one answered while the other chimed in, "We will have the life ring, Papa."

"You two be careful."

"Yes, Papa," they called out in unison.

I went in the water first and motioned them to follow. I set up a slow pace so they could hang on to the life ring while paddling behind me. Once we rounded the point and were out of view, they started to laugh and splash each other. I didn't know how poorly they swam and urged them to pay attention as we went through the outer cave.

Once inside, they were awestruck, as I had been earlier. They called out, their voices echoing in the large cavern. I kept swimming towards the shallow water I had previously found and once we were all there, I mentioned they could stand up. We stood there silently for a few minutes, enjoying the quiet of the cave and the occasional splashing sound of water near the entrance.

It was relatively dark but even in the dim light, I could see four beautiful little nipples standing proud in the cool air. I had to force myself to look away or there would have been something else standing proud. When I mentioned swimming back, one of them asked for a piggyback ride with me while her sister took the ring. "At least until we get to the point or Papa will throw a wobbly," she giggled.

"A wobbly?"

"You know, get angry."

"Hey, Hika, why don't I get the ride?"

" I called it first. Maybe you can go next time."

I allowed Mahika to come up behind me and hang on while I swam towards the opening. Priya paddled beside us with the life ring while the two talked and laughed. Once we reached the opening, Mahika relaxed her grip on my back and as she reached her left hand towards the ring, her right slid right down my back and to my butt. It happened so fast I almost thought it was an accident but when her hand reached my trunks, it slowed and her fingers flexed, rubbing my left ass cheek. It was all over in a flash and once she was hanging onto the ring, I even questioned if I had imagined it.

Once we went around the point, the two paddled leisurely to the beach while I did a swim along the beach. When I got back, they were stretched out on beach towels enjoying the Mediterranean sun while their parents had their noses in books. I flopped down and relaxed until Pan announced the first shuttle back to the yacht. I took it, leaving the twins ashore for a later trip.

Back aboard, I took a quick shower to get rid of the salt and sand, dressed and read a little myself until tea was called. The biscuits were delicious and once I finished, I decided a quick nap would be worthwhile. After a twenty-minute snooze, I went back upstairs and read until dinner.

Dinner aboard was a semiformal affair, that is, we had a sit-down meal with menus instead of the buffets as with breakfast and lunch. I arrived fairly early and scooted down to a seat by the window, the couple from Kansas sat next to me and after a few minutes, the twins arrived with their parents in tow. I glanced down right as they entered and saw the turquoise toenails of Mahika who walked to the opposite side of the table and sat right in front of me, Priya was next to her with their parents finishing out the row. A few other people filled out the rest of the table, wine was served and the menus were passed out.

Once everyone had ordered, idle chatter kept us occupied. I was interested in learning more about the twins so I steered the conversation to them.

"Which University did you two attend?"

"Imperial College of London."

"I have to admit, I'm not too familiar with the British Universities. Is it a good one?"

"One of the best unis for computer science," answered Priya.

"And did you two take the same classes at the same time?"

"No, we decided to take them separately. It was easier in the first two years but after that, some of the symposia were small and we had them together."

"I bet you two confused the professors."

"Everyone accuses us of sitting in for each other on exams," laughed Mahika, "But we didn't have to cheat. We both were pretty good students."

"Well, good. Who got the better grades?"

"She did!" they each said simultaneously while pointing to the other before they broke down in giggles.

After I took a drink of wine, Mahika looked at me and asked softly, "Are there many Brits in your area, that is, working in the tech area?"

"A few, I guess. You interested?"

"No, not really. I do wonder where I might end up and getting more information is probably a good idea."

"Mahika," interrupted the father, "You know you'll find plenty of good work and challenges right in England."

"I know, Papa, I was just curious," she answered with a bit of a frown.

That conversation was fortunately interrupted by the arrival of the first serving and for the next little while, all talk was about routine things such as politics, football, (real football and not that American 'nonsense', I was told) and our trip. After the main entrée was served, the waitstaff withdrew while we sampled the wonderful food. As I was talking to Mrs. Olson next to me, I felt toes sliding across my ankle. I was so shocked that I paused speaking for a few seconds and turned slightly to Mahika across from me. Her face was turned down to her food but I could see a tiny smile on her lips. I resumed my conversation with Mrs. Olson and slid my foot back towards my chair. A few seconds later, her foot was back in contact with mine. Clearly, this was no accident and I was unsure what to do; continue to avoid her or let her have her fun. Fortunately, right as she was getting bolder in her actions, a waiter came up behind her refilling water glasses and she pulled her foot back.

My mind kept racing over the whole situation. Was it truly Mahika? I figured it had to be as Priya was on the opposite side from the foot which had been on my lower leg. What was she trying to do? Tease me? Or was it a promise of something? I had no way of knowing. But one thing was certain; if she was trying to get my attention, she had certainly succeeded.

There were no other little episodes during the meal and after a scrumptious dessert, we all left. Several passengers went to the top deck to have a drink but I chose to stay in the lounge and read. Some twenty minutes later, the twins came in the room.

'Uh-oh,' I thought as I saw them, 'Here comes trouble.'

"Zeke, may we join you?"

"Sure, have a seat."

"Pri and I were wondering about the tech world in the States. Could you tell us a little about it?"

"Sure, but please understand, there are numerous centers for the tech world and it is hard to summarize everything in a neat, little package."

"From what we heard, Seattle and the Bay Area are the big areas in tech."

"That's true, but there are other areas, particularly in the Northeast, you know, New England."

"If I were ever to go to the U. S., I'd go to the West Coast," said Priya.

"That is if Papa would let you."

"Yeah, I know."

"Er, does he control pretty much what you two do?"

"Yes. He picked our majors for us, but fortunately, we are both good in computer science."

"And it's a good field to be in," added Mahika.

"What's going to happen when you leave home?"

"Oh, we'll leave only when we get married," said Priya with a little pout.

"Any boyfriends for either of you?"

Both shook their heads 'No' before Mahika whispered, "In our culture, you see, our fathers are in charge until we get married and parents choose our mates."

"Still? In this day and age?"

They both nodded 'yes.'

"Have you been able to date or meet any men?"

Makiha spoke up, "A few times. I have gone to parties with Pri and we met men there. The best time was when Papa and Mum were back in India for a visit."

"So, you had a little fun before you are matched with someone?"

"Yes," said Priya, "But it was all very hush-hush."

"Are your parents thinking of matching you with someone soon?"

"Yes. Once this trip is over, they will go to India and work on arranging someone for each of us," said Mahika.

"Will you stay in Great Britain or go back to India?"

"It has to be England," exclaimed Priya, "We are citizens there and don't know Hindi at all well."

"So, any potential husband would then move to England?"

"Yes. It's all in the Commonwealth, you see."

"Oh, yeah. I get it. But why don't you tell them you won't do it?"

"It's tradition and if we broke that tradition, our family would fall apart. We would be banished and any children would not know their grandparents," answered Priya.

"Oh, that seems so harsh."

"It is for you, but we grew up knowing this would happen. That's why we had a little fun at college."

"All before you settle down, eh?"

"Exactly," they said in unison before breaking out in giggles.

Our conversation drifted off to other areas and before I knew it, it was after ten p. m. so I excused myself, went to my cabin and crashed knowing there was a full day of activities ahead of us.

That full day consisted of a lengthy tour of some ruins as well as a visit to a local community. Around noon we had lunch at a tiny café before we were offered the opportunity to either stay ashore and shop or return to the yacht for snorkeling. I had snorkeled years before and wanted to try it again and I noticed the twins decided to join us.

We were assigned masks and snorkels, given basic instructions on safety and offered small life vests for those who were unsure of their swimming ability. Priya and Mahika took advantage of this preferring to float on the surface instead of diving down to look at things more closely.

The seven of us were taken to a shallow reef where we could see abundant sea life with ease. I had a small, waterproof camera which I used to get some nice shots but the best thing I saw was the two of them floating on the surface as I snorkeled below them. The first time I came to the surface, I popped up between them which they had not expected. They shrieked and giggled as I swam away. I was tempted to take a photo of them from below but realized that would be a cheesy move, so I resisted.

After about forty-five minutes, we had explored the entire area and Pan suggested we head back. We would be the first ones back to the boat and could shower and head up for tea before everyone else arrived. After my shower, I went to the upper deck and had a small drink while the other snorkelers gradually came up. We were offered some biscuits and tea to tide us over until dinner time.

Two hours later we were having dinner but this time I was not teased below the table as my tablemates were a quiet couple from Southeast Asia and another couple from California. I took off early, ate the little candy waiting on my bed from the steward's turn-down service and brushed my teeth before returning to the lounge. Shortly after I sat down, the twins arrived.

"We were wondering if you would be interested in playing some games," asked coral-toed Priya.

'Look who's playing games,' I thought to myself. "Oh, what are you thinking about?"

"How about Monopoly? I saw they had one earlier today," answered Mahika.

"Uh, sounds good to me."

"Good. Pri and I will have a little side bet between us."

"Oh, what's that?"

"You know, the one of us who gets a higher score will be the winner. We are always competing like that."

"I see. Well, bring the board over here and let's get started."

The game was played like the old Monopoly which I was familiar with, though the currency was in euros and the properties were completely different. The game was initially fairly casual but as time went on, I got the idea the two were doing everything to beat the other and I was left pretty much alone. I quickly lost money, had to mortgage my properties and finally declared bankruptcy. After going over to the bar to get another drink, I went back to their table. It went back and forth until, as happens with most Monopoly games, one seemed to have a run of good luck with the dice. It doesn't take long to establish dominance under those circumstances and before I knew it, Mahika was jumping up and proclaiming victory.

"Uh-huh. I'm the greatest. Admit it, Pri."

"You're the greatest at getting a run of good dice rolls, you cheeky twit."

"Oooh, I do believe someone is a sore loser."

"Nope, 'cause I'm gonna thrash you the next time we play."

"Dream on, Sis, dream on."

I congratulated Mahika and excused myself for the night, telling them there was a guidebook of the next island we were planning on visiting I wished to peruse. Sleepiness crept up on me quickly, so I doused the light and fell asleep.

Some time later, I was awakened by a soft knocking on my door. Wondering who it might be, I pulled on my boxers and opened the door. There in the hallway stood turquoise-toed Mahika wearing her short, see-through beach dress and nothing else. I was jolted from half-sleep to full arousal, in more ways than one, gently grabbed her hand and pulled her into my cabin. Once the door was closed, we were in near-complete darkness. It was cloudy outside, my cabin faced out to sea and away from any lights on shore. Only a faint glow from my computer charger was visible in the room.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered.

"Visiting," came the soft reply.

"It's late, too late for visitors."

"Not for this kind," she whispered again as I felt her hand slide down my chest and to my boxers. "And it is not too late for him," she giggled as she rubbed my rapidly growing erection.

"Mahika, you can't be in here. What if you get caught? What if Priya finds out?"

"She already knows, Silly."

She pushed me until my legs hit the bed, whereupon I fell back with her quickly crawling on top. "Now, I've got you where I want you," came the soft voice in my ear. Her lips moved to my mouth and before I knew it, we were kissing, no, we were snogging like long-time lovers. Her delicious mouth tasted slightly of a breath mint as her tongue teased my lips and danced with my tongue.

My arms reached around her feeling her lithe back under the tissue-thin cloth of her dress. After she whispered for me to take it off, I untied the bow and peeled it off before dropping it on the floor. The only light from the charger next to the bed was enough to appreciate the wonderful sight in front of me. Her smallish breasts stood out on her chest above her flat tummy and narrow waist. Her hips flared slightly and below I could barely make out a dart of hair pointing to Nirvana.

"Quit staring," she hissed as she leaned over me.

"You're on top. What do you want?"

"You, and just like this." She began to slide her pelvis up and down on my rigid cock, driving me simply crazy. This had been a fantasy of mine ever since I saw them arrive several days before. I knew I wouldn't last, couldn't last, given how long it had been for me and how sexy she was.

"I, uh, it's been a long time and I might not last too long," I whispered.

"'S OK. I'm horny, too," she responded as she hoisted herself up on her knees, grabbed me, wetted the tip and slid deliciously down on me. Heaven! I was in heaven with this sexy woman riding me, slowly at first and then with faster and deeper strokes. I felt a little motion over my cock and looked down to see her frigging herself, at least that's what the Brits call it, as she continued to ride me.

It was simply too much: no sex for months before having this beauty ride me and, to top it all off, masturbate in front of me, which fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies. I began meeting her downward thrusts with upward thrusts of my own as I felt my orgasm begin. I lunged and groaned softly as I came but fortunately, she seemed to have been on her own cusp as she erupted right after I had finished my orgasm.

I collapsed back on the bed with her dropping onto me, breathing heavily in my ear, "I needed that."

"You're sure Priya knows?"

"Of course. I won the game and won you as a result."

"Your parents?"

"Oh, Lord, no. They still think I'm, we're virgins. But since we're going to be set up with someone soon, this will help me last until then."

We rested a little longer catching our breath when a thought struck me. "Uh, I'm clean, but I'm not shooting blanks. Birth control?"

"Don't worry. We have the implant."

"On those thin arms? Can't your mother, at least, see it?"

"No," she giggled, "You see, we got them here low on our tummies. Feel it."

Sure enough, I could barely feel a rope-like thickness in the little hollow inside the pointed bone on the left side of her pelvis. "You thought of everything."

"Yeah, we'll have to get them removed when we get married. Go on regular birth control. Can't have a husband find this."

"No, I guess not."

"Hey, you up for more?"

Was I up for more? My Little Me was back in fine form, well, maybe he'd never completely gone soft, and I was certainly ready for more. But I wanted something else first. I wiggled out from under her, rolled her over on her back and scooted down in the bed.

"Do you seriously want to gobble?" she hissed.

"Gobble?"

"Yeah, you know, oral sex."

"Sure. Why?"

"You just came in there and..."

"And what? Is my jizz poisonous?"

"No, but I thought men didn't like that."

I answered by dropping my mouth to her, licking the entire length of her slit from back to front. I let my tongue linger over her pearl causing her to shiver before murmuring, "Nice." I kept at it, increasing the pressure with my tongue and slipping two fingers into her, curling them up to the front of her canal. "Very nice."

Once I went to town with tongue and fingers, she gripped my head with her hands and began to moan softly. I paused and softly reminded her to keep quiet before I resumed. I was stunned to see how quickly she responded. Usually, a woman needs some time to respond, well, at least more time than a man does, but here she was off and running before I had truly settled into my routine. Seconds later, maybe only a minute at the most, she erupted with her body writhing on the bed and soft hisses escaping through clenched teeth. I could feel her muscles clamping down on my fingers as her hands pulled me tightly to her cooch.

After she began to relax, I thought about repeating my attack on her clit but she seemed to have read my mind. Those long, delicate fingers, which had held me tightly to her, relaxed and even began to gently push me away. She wiggled back and pulled herself up to a half-sitting position on a pillow before she pulled me to her.

"Your tongue is an amazing thing. Know that?" she whispered in my ear.

"Glad you liked it."

"Oh, like hardly begins to describe my feelings. I can't remember having had such a wonderful walk downtown."

I slipped away until I lay next to her. I could barely make out her features with my eyes but my hand did a good job in their place. It slid up and down her front pausing to rub and tease her nipples, little hard nodules on her modest breasts. It then slid down to stroke her dart of fur before rising up to her breasts again.

"Feels good," she whispered.

"Um-hmm. Does."

"Feels very good. I could go for another round. You?"

"Thought you'd never ask," I chuckled as I slid my finger right onto her clit and began to rub it with little circular moves. After a minute or so, she pulled away and crawled up on her hands and knees.

"Could you, uh, I like it like this."

"Sure. Your wish is my command."

I raised up on my knees behind her and scooted closer until my thighs brushed hers. My rigid cock rose between us so I backed up a few inches before guiding it between her folds. She was dripping wet and in no time at all, I slid all the way in, again enjoying her tight, wet canal which seemed to cling to me as I began to pull back. We quickly set up a rhythm of me thrusting forward as she pushed back before we would both relax as I withdrew.

I could barely make out her sleek back and firm ass in the dark but I was unable to see her rosebud, something I have usually enjoyed looking at and occasionally playing with while doing doggy-style. I let my hands slide over her firm ass and before I knew it, one thumb slipped down between her cheeks. As I thrust, I would let the flat of my thumb rub over her, pushing slightly in time with my thrusts. She seemed to offer no resistance to my rubbing her so I kept it up, even increasing the pressure slightly.

At this time, I became aware of some motion down near my balls. I realized I was feeling her fingers and I assumed she was again playing with herself. I, like most men, am a visual person and I regretted not having the lights on but I soldiered on, doing my best to give her what she wanted. It was then that I decided to switch my thumb to my index finger. As we thrust and thrust, I let my finger gently slide into her opening, an action which seemed to drive her closer to the edge. The hand, which I assumed had been playing with her clit, reached around and grabbed mine, forcing me to keep my finger in her. I gently thrust it in and out, no more than an inch or so, in time with my plunging into her.

I sensed she was nearing her crest from the tensing of her body and the subtle increase in her soft whimpers but when she erupted, I was caught off guard and was almost thrown free. Fortunately, that didn't happen and I continued to plunge into her until I too erupted. After several deep and long thrusts, I eased off slightly only to feel her hand pull mine from her ass. She collapsed onto the bed and I fell quickly at her side. After several minutes of catching our breath, she turned towards me and snuggled close.

"That was wild."

"Um-hmm."

"That thing with your finger... it felt really good. I never thought I would say that since the idea of anal sex turns me off."

"Sometimes stimulating those muscles makes things better, I guess."

"No guesses about it. I can't imagine having a cock in there but the finger, wow, that was perfect."

"I'll be right back." I went to the tiny head where I quickly washed my hands before returning to her. While I was gone, she had sat up on the bed and was trying to put the beach dress back on.

"Need light?"

"No, I'll get it and if I don't, I'll go starkers. It's just two doors down."

"Sure you won't get caught?"

"No, but I can't stay here all night."

"I guess not. Say, uh, this was nice. Real nice."

"Yeah. Glad I won Monopoly."

"Me, too. Here, let me make sure the coast is clear." Right as I went to the door, she came up to me and gave me a tight hug and a long, sensual kiss.

"Good night, Zeke. Sleep tight."

"Oh, I'm sure I will." I peeked into the empty hallway and nodded that it was clear. She slipped out, quietly walked to her door and disappeared, leaving me with the image of a nearly naked goddess burning in my brain.

When I woke up the next morning, it all seemed like it had been a dream. It took a few seconds for me to convince myself it had been real, aided, no doubt, by the residual aroma of woman. I quickly showered, shaved and made my way up to the dining room. Priya and Mahika were sitting at a table for four over in one corner and when I glanced at them on my way to the buffet line, one of the twins gave me a barely perceptible smile. I nodded to all of them and on my way back from the buffet line, I could see it had been Mahika who had smiled at me.

After breakfast, we had another shore excursion to visit more ruins and a cute little village which seemed to cling to the edge of a high cliff. There were no roads, just small pathways wound between the brilliant whitewashed houses. After having lunch at a local bistro, we were ferried back to the boat where I had a quick nap before the afternoon snorkeling excursion. There were only seven who signed up for snorkeling; the twins, a couple from France and another from South Africa and myself. Once we were in the water, the two couples kept to themselves leaving me with the twins. They were far more comfortable in the water than they had been previously and before long, we found ourselves a few hundred yards from the Zodiac.

At one point, a huge fish swam right under them causing them to pull up shrieking and laughing. I swam up to them and made sure they were OK before giving the Zodiac driver the 'all clear' sign. As we tread water, one of the twins turned to me and asked, "Enjoy last night with my sister?"

"Yes, Priya, I did."

"Good for you. Just don't act any different around my parents or they might figure things out."

"Yeah, I don't want to get into any trouble," piped up Mahika.

"Don't worry. I'll behave."

"Thanks," they said simultaneously.

Nothing else was mentioned about it for the rest of the day. After snorkeling, it was back to the boat for tea and some relaxing conversation until dinner was served. After dinner, I excused myself and went to my cabin to do some light reading and catch up on my email. I must have fallen asleep with the lights on because when I woke up to the sound of my door closing, I could easily see Mahika's svelte, sexy body and turquoise toenails as she came towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm surprised you have to ask," she giggled as she reached over and switched off the light. Unlike the night before, the room was lit by the moon shining through the windows. I was able to clearly see her as she dropped her tiny beach dress and approached the bed. Like the night before, she was aggressive and demanding. I was quickly pushed back down onto the bed, my boxers were tugged to my feet and she crawled on top. Her mouth dropped to mine and she began the most sensual kissing imaginable. My arms wrapped around her feeling the familiar, lean torso all the way down to her tight ass. Unlike the night before, I was able to better see her in the faint moonlight of the room and I have to admit, she was beautiful. Her modest breasts were perfectly shaped with nipples standing out, begging to be stroked. The flat tummy drew my eyes to the dart of hair above her nether region but before I even had a chance to truly enjoy the view, she hiked herself up, grabbed my cock and aimed it between her lips.

Once she slid down on me, she was off to the races. Deep plunges were broken by her rubbing herself back and forth on my pubic bone and when she hit it extra hard, she switched to using her fingers to help herself along. I kept one hand on her lower back and used the other to rub and lightly pinch her nipples. I was surprised at how quickly she came, well before I was ready. I didn't mention it and let her collapse onto me while catching her breath.

We snuggled and kissed for a few minutes before she whispered, "Did you come? You're still hard."

After I shook my head, she rolled over while pulling me until I was on top with my cock still between her folds but no longer in her.

"I want you again but I want you to really fuck me and fuck me like you mean it."

'That's pretty blunt,' I thought to myself before I spoke to her, "You sure?" to which she nodded.

I rose up and with her help, aimed my cock and sank all the way in. I rested a few seconds enjoying the sensation until she told me to 'get going.' Over the next several minutes, I plunged repeatedly into her until she was softly moaning in my ear, "More. I need more."

Fortunately, I had some stamina due to the night before, so I kept pounding and pounding. Her hands pulled at my waist, fingernails digging into me so much I was concerned it might show when I next went swimming, but I soldiered on. When she eventually came, her body thrashing around was such a stimulating sight that I completely lost it while driving myself as deeply as possible into her. Once I collapsed on her, I felt her lips kissing my neck while her arms held me tight.

A few minutes later, she relaxed her grip on me, letting her arms drop to the bed. I eased off her, asked if she was OK and stretched out next to her, letting my hand gently slide over her tight belly and firm breasts. I wasn't trying to start anything, but I was enjoying the closeness a couple can have after rewarding sex.

We began to talk softly and after several minutes, she brought up the issue of her potential arranged marriage.

"You know, Zeke, I worry you have spoiled me."

"How so?"

"You are wonderful in bed, way better than the blokes I knew whilst at the uni. What do I do if my husband expects a virgin? I can't do like I did here; he'd know I wasn't one."

"You can act shy, almost embarrassed to take off your clothes, you know."

"But he'll know I'm not a virgin once he enters me."

"That's easy. Tighten up your muscles as much as you can and pretend it hurts when you start. Most men'll never know the difference, I bet."

"But what about the fun things, you know, getting on top, things like that?"

"Take your time. Wait a few weeks or months. And maybe on your first month anniversary, you can give him a copy of the Kama Sutra saying Priya told you about it. You can ask him if he might want to try something new."

"That's a great idea. I'm sure a husband would never ask his sister-in-law about sex. Maybe she can use the same trick with her husband," she giggled.

We rested silently for several more minutes until she reached down and began to rub my semi-hardon until I was stiff once again. "Here, let me," she whispered as she scooted down the bed, leaned over and took me in her mouth. Oh, sweet Jesus, did it ever feel good. She had the ability to take a lot of me into her mouth while using her hand on my shaft to stimulate me below. Her tongue danced on that super-sensitive area right below my knob, driving me higher and higher. I found myself racing towards an orgasm when she stopped, squeezed my shaft and paused her mouth activities. Once the urge passed, something she seemed to sense, she began again. And the whole process was repeated several more times and each time I got closer and closer until it was almost unbearable.

"God, you're cruel," I hissed during one of the pauses.

"Oh, you love it and you know it," she giggled before dropping her mouth back to me. But on this occasion, she seemed to take pity on me and finally, finally let me come. It took every ounce of self-control to keep from thrusting, but somehow, I did. As I slowly recovered, the thought occurred to me I had just experienced the best BJ ever and in the recesses of my mind, I wondered who the lucky guy she learned on was.

After a few minutes, she sat up, pulled her beach dress back on and whispered, "I need to get back or you know who will do her nut."

"Do her nut?"

"Oh, it means she'll get mad," she giggled. "Seems you don't know our language."

"Yeah, the US and the UK are two countries separated by a common language."

"Right-o, old chap," she said in a fake Cockney accent. "Hey, I had fun tonight."

"Me, too. Good night." I gave her a warm kiss before she slipped out the door.

The rest of the trip was fantastic. During the days we explored tiny, remote islands, old ruins and quaint villages. We also had the opportunity to see exotic sea life while snorkeling, and though I had seen Mahika nude, I still enjoyed swimming with the two lithe beauties in their cover-everything-but-hide-nothing bathing suits. And I did everything possible to appear uninvolved in their lives. I was polite and talked with them occasionally as I would talk with other passengers. The last thing I wanted was for Mahika's father and mother to realize what was going on between us.

And every night Mahika came to see me. Our sexual activities remained fairly wild and rambunctious initially but on the last few nights, I had a sense of upcoming loss. We went from screwing and even fucking to a slower, more sensual mating which I would even call 'making love,' though we clearly weren't 'in love.' We were closer, no doubt about that, and if our life circumstances and her heritage were different, I could see us potentially trying to figure out a way to be together long-term. But it was clear there was no future for us together, so the foreboding sense of separation became, in my mind at least, the dominant feature of our time together, particularly on those last few nights.

Our lovemaking was sweet, tender and gentle. There were no wild gymnastics, indeed we alternated spending time with her and me lying on top, positions which allowed us to bring our lips together and kiss while slowly loving one another. On the last night of March, which was also our last night together, she even cried silently as she was getting dressed. I handed her a tissue which she used to dry her eyes before she threw her arms around me and mumbled something in my chest. I was just about to ask her what she had said when she turned away with a soft sob and bolted out the cabin door.

After she left, I had trouble going to sleep as visions and memories of our nights together kept flying through my brain until I drifted off to sleep. Eventually, the wakeup call came over the PA and I dragged myself to the shower before I shaved and packed. After the intercom announced breakfast, I went up to the dining area for a cup of strong espresso. Once I felt completely awake, I grabbed a full breakfast knowing I had a long day ahead of me flying from Greece all the way back to the Bay Area.

As I sat there, I noticed the twins arriving with their parents. Mahika shot me a sly one-second grin before turning to the buffet table to get her food. Neither of her parents paid me any attention suggesting Mahika and I were in the clear. I would be able to look back on those last eight nights and remember the wild, uninhibited sex we had shared, and for her, probably the last sex until an arranged marriage in her not-to-distant future.

After breakfast, I packed my bags down in my cabin and headed back upstairs. As several stragglers were finishing with their breakfast, I went on up to the sun deck to enjoy the view as the yacht made its way to the wharf. The only other passenger up there was one of the twins with her back to me. I cleared my throat to announce my arrival and as I glanced down at her feet to check the toenail polish color, I was stunned to see her covering her turquoise polish with coral!

"Mahika! What are you doing? Your color is turquoise."

"No, Silly, I'm Priya."

"But, you..."

"You thought only Hika used turquoise?"

"Well, yeah."

"No, we both like coral and turquoise. We trade colours all the time."

"So, was it you last night?" I asked with an exasperated voice. After she nodded, I realized I'd been had. I was made a fool by these two very attractive women whose beauty seemed suddenly less apparent. "Oh, I get it. You two decided to have some fun at my expense, didn't you? And though you could have let me think I was with Mahika the whole time, here on April Fools' Day you purposefully rub it in my face and..."

"No, Zeke, it wasn't like that at all. We both really like you and..."

She stopped talking suddenly as the South African couple came clattering up the metal stairs to the sundeck. I gave Priya a cold stare, turned and went downstairs. As I got to my cabin, the PA system announced the early bus was waiting to take the first group to the airport. As I had twenty-plus hours flying to the Bay Area, I grabbed my two bags, walked down the gangplank and out to the bus. Right as I was ready to board it, I looked back to the boat only to see the twins standing close together looking at me with sad faces. They each gave a tiny wave which I ignored. 'Aww, Fuck 'em,' I snarled to myself, not even appreciating the irony of my statement, before I turned to climb aboard the bus.

All across Europe, the Atlantic and the States, I kept ruminating about them. I had known all along Mahika's and my time together was limited, after all, an arranged marriage was in the works. But somehow I thought we had connected, at least a little bit. Our time together towards the end of the trip was touching, gratifying and even, I have to say, loving, or so I had believed. But as it turns out, I was simply played for a fool and used by both of them as a plaything before they settled down. I ordered a drink from the flight attendant and silently toasted to the two of them and how they successfully concocted a crazy scheme to use the American as their life-sized sex toy.

Eighteen months later:

It was a crazy day at the office and I was already on my way out the door to meet my girlfriend for dinner when I saw my snail-mail inbox. I flipped through it, tossing a few catalogs and advertisements before I saw a pale blue envelope with a strange stamp attached. Upon inspection, I saw it had been sent from London. As I had no need to correspond with anyone in Great Britain, I wondered who might have sent it. I slit the envelope and out fell a print of the picture I had taken of the two up on the bluff as well as a one-page typed letter.

Dear Zeke,

With a few minutes of internet sleuthing, we were able to track you down. We know you must have been gutted when we last saw you and can only plead that you read all of this letter.

First of all, we both want to offer our apologies for the way we treated you. After you left, we realized you may have developed a sense of closeness with M, even though you knew nothing could ever develop from the relationship. And if you had those feelings, you must have been hurt or even angry to find that half the time you believed you were with her, you were actually with P. Our horniness for a certain dishy American, our immaturity and our lack of common sense were to blame for our actions. There is certainly no way to undo what happened, so we are left with a simple but deeply remorseful apology which we offer to you now.

Papa and Mum did find our spouses shortly after our holiday and we are now both married. Our husbands are good men and to be honest, we have both bonded with them and can say that a real love has developed as the months have gone by. And lest you think we will do something dodgy with them like we did with you, we can assure you we have learned our lesson and have decided to stay true to our spouses. The fact that one of us now has a navel piercing surely will help.

I certainly did not need to read about that sexy image!

We also wish to thank you for your suggestions about how to handle ourselves with our husbands. Your recommendations about how to act and for introducing certain reading material were spot on. We each have a wonderful physical relationship with our husband in large part due to your wisdom and suggestions.

We hope life is treating you well and you have someone special whom you can share it with.

We will close by again offering our sincerest apologies and deepest thanks. Cheers.

They finished their letter with handwritten:

Love, MLove, P

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Trionyx -- March 2025

All votes and comments are appreciated. Thank you.

Although this theme has been used many times before, I had fun imagining how a ship-board liaison with exotic twins might play out.