"Glad you three finally decided to join us." Ashe quipped, seated with the others in what turned out to be the yacht's main dining room, closed off from the elements except for the large, convex windows left open, letting us enjoy the perfect weather.
"Sorry, it took us longer than expected to get changed," Megan apologized, but her smile said the exact opposite, which wasn't needed, seeing as everyone at the table seemingly knew exactly why we had been delayed.
Megan wasn't being completely dishonest, however, as she, Patty, and I had gotten changed. Out of their sundresses, the girls had chosen matching outfits: white sheer cover-ups over peach-colored bikinis, leaving their legs and stomachs exposed as the elastic fabric fought to contain their bosoms and avoid slipping between their round and fat ass cheeks.
It had a test of will and self-restraint to keep myself from pouncing on the girls as they flaunted their bodies so confidently, but I managed to keep myself in check and got changed without any more distractions.
I had donned a set of linen pants and a matching button-up shirt, both of which were a light coffee brown and breathable enough that I didn't need to worry about the sun beaming down from overhead. But I had left most of my buttons undone, exposing most of my chest, and my sculpted abs, which, judging by the hungry stares around the table, had been the right decision.
"Dibs," Beth called out into the silence with a dead serious tone as the girls and I sat down around the table, making everyone laugh except Summer, who sent her mother a baleful glare, "Relax, I'll make sure he's still in one piece afterward, you'll get your turn."
Summer scoffed, but before she could start arguing with her mother, the sound of footsteps made her stop, and a second later, Seamus walked up the stairs leading to the deck with a broad smile across his face and his captain's hat tucked underneath one arm.
"Oh, good yer all here, now I can give the quick do's and don'ts," Seamus said before launching into a quick rundown of what we should do in case of an emergency and things to avoid that would drastically increase the chance of an emergency taking place, "And now with that all out of the way, I can tell you the fun stuff. Right now you're all sittin' pretty on the main deck. Just outside, towards the bow, is the sun deck. You'll find the pool and main lounging area, along with the open bar staffed by our wonderful crew. If you need to wet your whistle or want a bite, just ask, and your order will be sent to the kitchen below. The observation deck above is a private area for your party; no staff will bother you there, leaving you to enjoy the views in peace. And then we have below the deck, as some of you may have noticed on your way to your rooms, there are countless forms of entertainment here aboard the Nightshade, a recreational room, movie theater, just to name a few. I'll leave the rest up to you to discover."
Seamus then put on his hat with a firm tug, "Now that you've gotten sick of my voice, I can leave you, lads, to enjoy yourselves as I chart our course."
With a final grin, Seamus left the dining room, leaving everyone to discuss what they would do now that they had free rein to explore and enjoy. Thought it wasn't so much of a discussion as everyone seemingly had the same idea.
"Looks like it's tanning time," Tricia whooped as she stood up eagerly, making her large chest bounce and nearly pop out of her impossibly small bikini that boiled down to a couple of pieces of string and two triangular patches of fabric.
"Finally," Summer groaned in relief as she stood up as well, wearing a pure white halter bikini with a low-riding set of bottoms that really emphasized just how blessed she was in the hip department.
"Count me in, this is the last time I'll get any sun before winter starts," Beth muttered as she moved to follow her daughter and Tricia, giving me my first good look at her body.
To my shock, Beth's hips were even wider than Summer's despite being squeezed by her black strapless one-piece, and she had an ass to match, full, round, and dimpled with faint stretch marks that only added to the appeal.
Even though I had already been set on following up on all of Beth's blunt advances and flirting, that single glance was enough to move her to the very top of my priority list.
"Hmm, you're lucky none of us are the jealous type, tiger," Ashe commented, catching my stare as she stood up and walked around me trailing her hand along my shoulder as she passed, "Not that I blame you though, show a bull a pair of breeding hips like that and all he's gonna think about is mounting."
I opened my mouth to counter Ashe's smart reply when her lower half entered my field of view, and I stared at the toned and rounded peach squeezed into a pair of jean shorts that was practically a g-string with how little it was covering.
As if she could feel my gaze, Ashe reached around and gave her ass a firm smack that echoed off the walls.
'Well, I guess she has my number down,' I thought with a wry grin.
"Come on, Patty, I wanna go for a dip! It's been forever since I went swimming," Megan exclaimed as she grabbed Patty by the wrist and pulled her to her feet, "Alright, alright, I'm coming, no need to pull my arm out of its socket."
Looking over to the last person at the table, I flashed Lois a grin as she smiled back at me, "What's wrong? You don't feel like joining the others?"
"Maybe in a little bit," Lois replied as she stood up and made her way over to me, showing off the eye-catching swimsuit she had decided on. A dark red slingshot-style bikini with the top and bottoms connected front and back with a set of thin strings, leaving her stomach, back, and the top of her ass completely exposed.
"God, you look at you," I muttered as I reached out and wrapped my hand around Lois' waist, pulling her towards me so I could feel the warmth radiating off of her skin.
"It's the pregnancy, my body is going crazy with hormones right now because someone decided to put a baby in me," Lois muttered even as she reached out to run her fingers through my hair.
"Which is something I won't apologize for," I replied boldly as I kissed Lois' stomach, "But it's more than that…"
The more I paid attention to Lois' body, the more I realized all the subtle changes that had taken place since the last time I had seen her. Lois' body had become fuller, with her hips, stomach, and breasts swelling despite being only a month into her pregnancy. Not only that, but her cellulite dips, stretch marks, and wrinkles had disappeared, replaced by smooth, unblemished skin
"I-is it really that noticeable?" Lois stammared hesitantly as she looked down at her body, "I-I mean, I know I had gained a couple of pounds, but I thought it was just-ah!"
Lois let out a surprised yelp as, without warning, I pulled her into my lap, "R-ramon, what are you doing!?"
Instead of responding, I reached around and cupped Lois' swollen breast, gently squeezing and massaging the heavy, soft mounds in my hands, "Correcting my mistake. Clearly, I haven't been paying you enough attention, and for that, you have my deepest apologies."
"R-ramon don't be ridiculou-a-ah, oooh…" Lois' protests were cut off by her gasp and soft moans as my lips found the nape of her neck. Her skin was as soft as it looked, and soon her unique flavor filled my mouth, aged vanilla, simple yet irresistibly sweet.
It only took a couple of bites and kisses before Lois' breathing turned hot and bothered while her body started to move with the mounting pleasure grinding her ass back against my lap, "Are we really about to do this? Everyone is right outside."
"Please, they probably already knew that this was going to happen the moment it was just the two of us left in here," I muttered as I slipped my hands beneath the bands of Lois' swimsuit to feel her bare breasts, "Now let me make up for my lack of attention over these past couple of weeks."