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Alex raised an eyebrow, glass in hand. "You don't need champagne as leverage, Max. All you had to do was ask."
Max blinked once. Then twice. Then, with all the seriousness of a girl about to commit a beautiful crime, she turned to Caroline.
"You heard that, right?" she said. "I want it on record. Verbal consent was granted. Champagne. Abs. Tongue. All green-lit."
Caroline took a slow sip from her flute. "I heard it. Loud and clear. Court stenographers' probably crying somewhere, but yeah, it counts."
Alex chuckled and leaned back against the smooth edge of the pool. "Go on then. Impress me."
Max didn't need to be told twice. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree wired to a car battery. She snatched the bottle from the side of the pool with the speed of a woman who had waited her whole life for this moment.
"Okay, Captain Hot Abs. Time to turn you into a classy cocktail."
She straddled him waist-deep in the water, champagne in one hand, mischief in her grin. Caroline floated nearby, watching like someone waiting for her cue in a heist movie.
"Chest out," Max ordered.
Alex raised his arms along the edge, head tilted, looking like he belonged in a cologne ad for reckless millionaires. "Don't spill it. This stuff's expensive."
Max popped the cork with a flourish. A few bubbles fizzed out dramatically. She poured a thin stream right across his chest and abs, the cold liquid hitting his warm skin and making him flinch.
"Jesus," he hissed. "That is freezing."
Max giggled. "Good. Keeps you on your toes."
She lowered her mouth to his chest, tongue trailing through the champagne like it was a dessert topping. She slowly moved up to his collarbone, licking and kissing. She licked a trail down the center of his chest, pausing to swirl her tongue around one nipple like she was sampling artisanal frosting at a weirdly sexy bakery.
Caroline leaned forward on the pool ledge, eyes wide. "She's seriously doing it."
Max pulled back briefly and shot her a look. "Excuse you. I'm creating art."
She turned back to Alex, whose expression had settled somewhere between amused, impressed, and dangerously turned on. She could feel his boner against her pussy and took this chance to do the slow grinding thing she had seen in porn a billion times.
Max leaned back down and resumed her path up the middle of his abs, licking each one with long strokes of her tongue, stopping only when she got to his chest again. This time she sucked hard on the skin over his nipple, making him gasp. She poured some more champagne over his lips before kissing him hard, feeling his tongue slide against hers, tasting the bubbles in his mouth.
He grabbed her butt cheeks and kissed her back fiercely, pulling her hard against his cock. Caroline watched this like she was at the movies. Except it's a porno.
"Max, seriously. If this was a porno, they'd have to redub the music. It's getting so dirty in here. The soundtrack would be all 'ba-ba-bap' right now," Caroline said, waving her glass around like a conductor.
Alex laughed into Max's mouth.
"I'm sorry," said Max. "I'm trying to seduce a man here. He's not supposed to be thinking about soundtracks."
Max pulled away from Alex's mouth and looked into his eyes.
"Well, I guess it's time for me to taste yours," He said with a wink.
"You wanna drink from these babies?" Max squeezed her arms, making her big boobs rub against his chest.
"Yup," Alex took the bottle from her hand and poured it over her chest, and pushed his mouth between her boobs, licking the champagne off.
"Hey, save some for me!" Caroline whined.
"Shut it, blonde," Max ordered, "You already had your creampie."
Alex poured some more champagne over Max's chest and then sucked on her left boob, while squeezing the other with his left hand. "God, your boobs are amazing," he whispered.
"Yeah, you want that one?" she asked, pointing at her right boob.
"Can I?"
Max nodded and he sucked on it and squeezed her left boob with his right hand while she took the bottle from his hand and poured it over her right boob. His tongue felt so good on her nipples and her boobs felt so wet and slippery and cold. She started to grind herself harder against his cock while he sucked and licked and squeezed her boobs.
Caroline floated closer, tilting her head. "Let me try."
Alex looked mildly alarmed and also slightly honored.
Max pulled back with a shrug. "He's all yours, for now. You got approx. 3 minutes to lick before I ride him."
Caroline moved in, cradling her glass as she poured the rest of it in a line down the middle of his abs like she was blessing him with sparkling mischief.
Alex groaned under his breath. "I feel like a charcuterie board for horny pirates."
Max clapped. "Exactly the vibe."
Caroline leaned in and gave him one long, slow lick from his neck to the chest and up to the water level, her lips barely grazing his skin as she followed the trail. "You were right," she said with a wicked smile. "Tastes like rich and reckless."
Alex leaned his head back against the edge. 'Fuck! I can live like this forever... every single day.'
Caroline took his earlobe between her teeth and nibbled softly before whispering, "Thank you for the free champagne. It tastes great on your skin."
She let go of his earlobe and started licking around his neck and then moved up to his lips. She poured some on his lips, just like Max, and began to kiss him, her tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting the liquid.
"Alright, time's over," Max pulled Caroline away from Alex.
"Hey, c'mon. We were just getting to the good part," Caroline whined.
"Yeah, no. You already had your turn. Get outta here," Max pushed Caroline toward the side of the pool.
"Alright, alright, I'll go. I'm just gonna take a shower first. I have champagne on my boobs and everywhere else."
"Feel free to take your time," Max said, "I'm going to be busy here."
Caroline climbed out of the pool, "Enjoy it, Max. It's not every day we get to do this."
Alex watched as she walked away, her tits swaying slightly as she moved. And at the exact moment, Max yanked his shorts down, and his dick sprung up, bouncing up and down.
Max grinned. "Well, hello there!"
Alex grabbed the back of her head and kissed her passionately while Max reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock. "I need to ride you, right now."
"No one's stopping you," He whispered and kissed her again.
She pushed her pussy against his cock, rubbing it up and down. "Ooh, I can't wait," she whispered.
Max lowered herself onto him, sliding down onto his cock until she was sitting on his lap. They both moaned as they felt each other, her pussy tightening around his cock, his cock filling her up completely.
'God! So fucking tight!'
"I knew you'd feel so good inside me," she whispered.
"You're so wet and warm and tight," he moaned.
"That's 'cause you're so big and thick and hard and hot," she giggled.
He kissed her as he pushed his hips forward, his cock sliding deeper into her, making her moan. She started to move her hips up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster. She placed her hands on his shoulders and started to ride him harder, her boobs bouncing up and down. He reached up and grabbed her boobs, squeezing them and rubbing his thumbs over her nipples.
Max looked at him with lust in her eyes, and he leaned forward, taking her left nipple into his mouth, sucking it and flicking it with his tongue.
The water splashed around them as she rode him faster and faster, her pussy getting tighter and tighter around his cock. His cock was so hard and so big inside her that she couldn't believe how amazing it felt. Every time feels like their first time. She moved her hips faster and faster, grinding herself against him, feeling his cock slide in and out of her. She could feel her orgasm building up inside her, getting closer and closer. "Oh god! You feel so good!"
He grabbed her waist and started thrusting his hips forward, slamming his cock into her, making her cry out. "That's it. Go harder. Fuck me harder!"
She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck as she rode him harder and faster, her body trembling with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building up inside her, getting closer and closer. "Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
He thrust his hips forward, slamming his cock deep into her pussy, making her cry out in pleasure.
"FUUUCCKKK~ AHHH~~!" Max reached her big orgasm. It came so fast and hard that for a moment, she forgot to moan and breathe. She felt like she was floating. She couldn't see or hear anything. Her whole body was tingling with pleasure. It was like she was having an out-of-body experience. She felt so good. It was like she was on cloud nine.
She leaned back and looked at Alex with lust-filled eyes. "That was amazing," she whispered.
"You were amazing," he said.
She leaned forward and kissed him passionately, her tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting the champagne. She broke the kiss and smiled at him. "I want more."
"I know," He whispered back. "Turn around, lean on the edge."
Max turned around, placing her elbows on the edge of the pool and leaning forward, her ass sticking up out of the water. Alex grabbed her butt cheeks, spreading them open. Her cute little pink asshole winked at him and he rubbed his thumb over it, making her moan softly. Then he placed his cock between her ass cheeks and rubbed the tip all over her asshole and pussy, before pushing it into her pussy.
"Mumm~" She bit her lips as his cock slid into her again.
"Hnggg!" He groaned as he pushed his cock deeper into her, filling her up completely. He started to move his hips back and forth, fucking her slowly, making her moan softly.
"Harder." She whispered.
He started to thrust his hips faster and faster, his cock sliding in and out of her, making her moan louder and louder. His eyes were on her cute little pink asshole as he fucked her harder and faster. His hands gripped her waist tightly as he slammed his cock into her, his balls slapping against her pussy with every thrust.
"Faster! Harder! Fuck me harder!" She moaned.
He moved his hips faster and faster, his cock pounding into her pussy, making her cry out in pleasure.
"I'm gonna fuck your brains out, you sexy little minx." He growled.
"Yes! Do it! Fuck my brains out!" She cried out.
He moved his hips faster and faster, pounding his cock into her, making her moan louder and louder. Her pussy was getting tighter and tighter around his cock as she got closer and closer to another orgasm. And so was Alex.
"You wanna cum, huh?" He slapped her buttcheeks, "You wanna cum all over my cock?"
She could feel her orgasm building up inside her, getting closer and closer. "Yes! I wanna cum all over your cock! I am gonna fucking squirt."
"Let's cum together on the count of 5," Alex picked up the pace. "Ready? 5...4..."
Max screamed. "OH FUUUCKKK~!!!"
"3... 2... 1... CUM!~"
Alex moaned as he slammed his cock into her one last time, his cock exploding inside her, filling her up with his hot cum. He felt like a volcano erupting inside her as his cum shot out of his cock in powerful bursts, coating her insides with his seed.
Max squirted all over Alex's cock, her pussy squeezing him so tight that he thought she might break his dick. Her whole body trembled as she reached her second orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for every last drop of his cum.
They both moaned as they rode out their orgasms, their bodies shaking with pleasure. Alex's cock pulsed inside her as he emptied the last of his cum into her pussy. Then he pulled out.
His cum was oozing out of Max's pussy, her asshole winking at him as she tried to squeeze it out. Alex watched as his cum dripped down her thighs and into the pool. It was like watching a work of art.
Max turned around to face Alex. She kissed him passionately, her tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting the champagne. Then she broke the kiss and smiled at him.
"You creampied me," She smirked.
"I did," He whispered.
"I didn't think you'd actually do it."
"Neither did I."
They both laughed.
"Did you enjoy it?" She asked.
"Did you?" He replied.
"I did."
"So did I."
"Good."
"Good."
"Now, let's get out of here before Caroline comes back and jumps in again," Max said.
"I'm out of sperm for the day," He replied.
"I'm pretty sure you can get it up in a few hours or so, ready for another round," Max said before kissing the tip of his nose.
"You think so?" He kissed her back.
"I know so."
"What makes you so sure?"
"I might let you do my ass," Max raised an eyebrow with a sly smile. "That'll get your dick up and going."
Alex's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"
"Ha! I knew it. You want to enter my backdoor, huh? You dirty perv," She giggled.
"Hey, you suggested it, and it's rude to turn down my girlfriend's gift."
"Well, I was joking for the record. You ain't gonna get my ass today..." Max said before, slightly biting his lower lip with that same hungry look in her eyes.
"What if I promise to eat it first?" Alex moved his right hand down and touched her butt hole, slowly rubbing it. "I'm gonna eat you out and get you nice and wet before I fuck that beautiful little asshole of yours."
Max closed her eyes and moaned as Alex's finger slid into her tight little butt hole, pushing in and out slowly. "Mmmm... That would be nice... but my birthday is coming up in 9 days and I want your dick in my ass as my special gift."
"Will there be whipped cream?" Alex asked.
"Vanilla and blueberry," Max replied.
Alex chuckled and kissed her lips passionately. "Okay. You got yourself a deal. And truth be told, this will be my first anal sex too."
"Aww~ My first time is your first time," Max wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. "I love you so much, Alex."
"I love you too, Max," Alex whispered before kissing her again.
They stayed in the pool for a while, making out and laughing like a couple of teenagers on prom night.
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...[Night time]...
Night had settled softly over the yacht, wrapping everything in a warm breeze and the glow of scattered lantern lights along the deck. The sky overhead was a sprawl of stars so bright it looked fake, like someone had cranked the galaxy's saturation to "cosmic show-off."
On the upper deck, Alex had turned the grill into a five-star kitchen again. Shirtless chef. Flipping tuna steaks with tongs like he'd trained in Tokyo. Searing crab cakes with the attitude of someone avenging a fallen spice rack.
Max and Caroline watched from the side like proud but chaotic food critics.
"He even plates stuff like he's in a cooking competition," Caroline whispered, sipping her wine.
Max squinted at the crab carbonara. "That's either a genius meal or a seafood-themed death trap. I'm not sure, but I respect it."
Dinner was ridiculous in the best way. Crab cakes so crispy they crunched like edible gold. The seared tuna had this perfect pink center that made Caroline do a slow clap. Max immediately tried to barter one of her boobs for an extra portion of carbonara.
"I'm not saying I'd sell my soul for another bite," she said, chewing happily. "But if the devil popped up right now with a plate, I'd at least negotiate."
"You're negotiating with crab pasta?" Alex asked, pouring more wine.
Max nodded solemnly. "Have you tasted this? It's a religious experience. I saw God between the lemon zest and the capers."
"God tastes like seafood?" Caroline tilted her head. "Weird."
After dinner, they didn't even bother cleaning up right away. They brought their wine and a few blankets to the top of the deck and sprawled out under the stars.
Alex lay in the middle, arms out like some kind of human yacht mattress, while Max curled up against his left side and Caroline tucked in on the right.
They were a very warm, very smug human burrito of chaos and luxury.
Max had her head on his chest, playing with the chain around his neck.
Caroline had both arms around his torso like she was clinging to a very comfortable tree.
"You ever think about how weird stars are?" Max said suddenly. "Like, they're just flaming balls of gas, but we make wishes on them. Why?"
"Because we're desperate and astrology is cheaper than therapy," Caroline muttered.
Alex chuckled. "You two are like a beautiful, sarcastic think tank."
Max looked up. "Say it louder. Into a mic. With background music."
They all fell quiet for a moment. Just the waves below. The soft hum of the ocean. The wine doing its job. The stars refusing to shut up about how gorgeous they were.
"This is weird," Max said.
Caroline lifted her head. "What? The stars?"
"No. The fact that I don't want to hump anyone right now. I'm just... content."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Did you hit your head?"
She poked his ribs. "Shut up. I'm being sincere."
Caroline smiled into his side. "I feel it too. No chaos. No screaming. No vibrating toys. Just wine and stars and a very warm Alex pillow."
Max yawned. "You are an excellent pillow, by the way. Firm. Reliable. Smells like victory and sea salt."
Alex grinned. "You're lucky I like being objectified."
Max raised her glass. "To objectifying the hot guy who makes dinner."
Caroline clinked it. "And doesn't complain when two women steal his blankets."
"I didn't realize I had a choice," Alex said, letting out a dramatic sigh as both girls pulled the blanket tighter around them.
"Nope," Max and Caroline said in unison.
The stars kept twinkling. The boat gently rocked. Somewhere, a seagull probably judged them from a distance.
But none of them cared.
Because for once, it wasn't about sex or teasing or chaos.
It was just peace.
Warm skin. Good food. Starry skies.
And enough wine to forget how much crab Max actually ate.
Alex let his eyes close.
"Don't let me roll off the boat," he mumbled.
"We won't," Max said.
"We need you to cook breakfast," Caroline added.
Priorities.
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AN: End of Max and Caroline: Date arc. Next, I will focus on the movie and comics launch event.
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