After another afternoon out for lunch, drinks, giggles and innuendos in the Greek sun, Georgia, Alex and Megan get back to the villa and continue chatting and laughing as they open a bottle of Minthy, the best rosé wine the small island has to offer.

The early evening Greek sun cast a kaleidoscope of reflections onto the polished floor tiles and walls as it burst through the bi-fold doors off of the pool water.

Georgia, dressed in a white wrap-around dress, flopped onto the sage-green armchair, her bare legs stretching out along the cushions as her brunette hair cascaded in loose waves down her shoulders, and her hazel eyes sparkled with a mixture of mischief and temptation.

Alex was seated in the sofa opposite, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped loosely around his bottle of beer. Still in his chino shorts with the top buttons of his shirt undone to reveal a hint of his firm, smooth and tanned chest. His brown hair was ruffled, like he'd been running his hands through it.

Megan, still in her yellow sundress, sat on the ottoman in the middle of the room. Her ankles crossed as she scraped her wavy blonde hair into a messy bun. Her deep blue eyes widened as her hand reached for the bottle of Minthy to top up their glasses.

Georgia leaned forward, her dress gaping slightly to reveal the dip of her cleavage. "So, Megs..." she began, her voice low and sultry, "its been a bit of a 'joke' between us two, but Alex and I have thought it might be fun to - to explore something new together." her voice laced with a playful yet sincere tone. "Something that can help you forget about your shithead ex, and maybe bring us even closer."

Alex chimed in, his voice steady and reassuring. "You've joked about this before, right? Just the three of us. No strings attached, no judgments?"

Megan awkwardly looked down at her glass, twisting the hem of her dress nervously with one hand. She knows it's a fantasy for her and Georgia, probaby for Alex too. "I know, I just... I'm not sure if I'm ready. Being single again, it's all new. Plus, three is a crowd, right? I already feel pretty bad for third-wheeling your holiday. People already think thats strange."

Georgia shuffled closer to comfort her friend with a loose hug. Her fingers brushed against Megan's knee. "Think about it, Megs. It's just the three of us on holiday. No one else will ever have to know. We can make it as intense as you want." She looked over at Alex, who nodded reassuringly. "Three doesn't have to be a crowd. It can be a party, too." He says with the biggest smirk.

Megan brought her hands to cover her face and bit her lip. Her cheeks flushed with a mix of excitement and fear. She sat quietly for a moment before takimg a deep breath and from the corner of her eye, finally met Georgia's gaze. She begins to respond, "I think, hmmm..." before she cuts herself off with an impulsive gulp of her wine before taking a moment and gulping once more to vocalising a response. "Okay yes, it' a fantasy each of us share, but we can't let this ruin our eleven-year friendship in any way, or the nine-year relationship between the two of you, G!" she demanded.

Georgia's wicked smile turned up at the corners, her eyes widening with excitement. She stood up, letting the dress slip slightly off her shoulder. She turned to Alex, her hand outstretched. "Happy belated birthday!" She said with a giggle. Alex rose from his chair, his eyes never leaving hers. He took her hand and let her guide him to the ottoman where Megan sat frozen in her spot. Georgia positioned herself behind Megan, her hands resting on her shoulders.

"Relax, Megs!" Georgia demanded, her breath hot and sharp to Megan's ear. She began to massage her shoulders and neck, her thumbs kneading the tense muscles. Megan let out a soft moan, her body beginning to relax under Georgia's touch.

Alex, now kneeling before Megan, looked up at her. His eyes filled with a mix of desire and anticipation. "You sure about this, Megs?" he asked softly. "You can back out at any time."

Megan nodded, her breath catching in her throat. "Mhmm, yeah" mumbled from her lips as she cleared her throat. "Yes, if you're sure?" she confirmed as she looked back to Georgia for addditional validation.

Alex smiled, his hands slowly sliding up her thighs, gently pushing her dress up to her waist. He leaned in, his breath warm on her inner thigh. "Fuck, Meg. Your skin feels amazing!" he murmured, his nose nuzzling against her.

Georgia's hands wandered from Megan's shoulders, cupping her breasts from behind. She felt Megan's nipples harden beneath her dress from her touch, as she heard her friend's breath catch. She leaned in, her lips grazing the back of Megan's ear. "You like that, don't you?" she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. "You like feeling our hands on you, don't you, Megs?"

Megan nods. "Mhm. It does feel good to feel desired for once."

Alex, meanwhile, had moved his hands to Megan's inner thighs, spreading her legs gently. He looked up at her, then further to Georgia. Both girls can see the fire in his eyes burning with desire as they look down at him.

"Spread your legs for us, Megs," Georgia said in a low, playful growl and giggle. Megan hesitated for a moment before doing as she asked, her knees parting to a shoulder's width.

Georgia's hands continued their exploration, her fingers pinching and rolling Megan's diamond-hard nipples. She felt the her back arch slightly as her shoulders pressed into her own chest. Was this a silent plea for more? Georgia thought so and obliged, her hands moving down to cup Megan's breasts.

Alex leaned in closer, he could now see the glistening wetness through her white lace thong as he begins to feel his cock twitch in his shorts. He hooked his fingers into the gusset of the damp thong, pulling it slowly aside and exposing her raw heat to him, a string of wetness trailing the gusset. Megan's breath catches once more, which made Georgia chuckle softly behind her, her hands still teasing Megan's breasts.

"Look at you, Megs," Georgia murmured. "So fucking wet already. You need this, don't you?"

Megan nodded, her eyes closed and her lips parted as her head tipped forward slightly before throwing it back a barely audible, "Yes! I do!" evades the confines of her lips.

Alex's thumb brushed against her wet folds, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Fuck, Meg, you're soaked," he groaned. He slipped a finger inside of her as his thumb circled her clit. Megan's hips bucked slightly and rotated forwards as Georgia pressed her chin ontop of Meg's shoulder in an attempt to watch, her hands now sliding down to grip her friend's waist, to hold her firmly in place.

"That's it, Megs" Georgia cooed, her voice low and sultry. "Let us make you feel good. Let him make you remember what you've missed!" With that, Alex gently slides a second finger into her now dripping pussy.

Georgia's hands moved from Megan's waist. One gliding effortlessly up to her left breast and the other, instinctively down to the space between her thighs, to join Alex's hand at her pussy. Her fingers found his, their touch intimate and electric. "That's it," Georgia murmured, her voice a soft moan, "let us make you feel so good, Megs."

Megan gasped as two sets of fingers began to work in tandem, stroking and teasing her sensitive flesh. Her hips bucked against their touch as her breath began to flutter.

Georgia's fingers were slick with Megan's arousal. She looked down at Alex, their gaze meeting. She saw the same intent and desire reflected in his eyes that she could feel in her own as she felt a sudden rush of butterflies in her belly.

"Fuck, you're both so goddamn beautiful," Alex snapped as he pulled Meg forwards by the hips, pulling her thong down over her ass, past her knees and left fallen at her ankles as Georgia reached around each side of Meg to spread her thighs even further.

Alex brushed his lips against Megan's inner thigh as he gently kissed her soft, warm flesh. His stumbled face tickling her skin as he ran his tongue along the full length of her strained adductor muscles, until his cheek finally met her warmth.

Megan let out a soft moan as her back involuntarily arched, leaning against her friend for support, her hand reaching up until her fingers tangled in Georgia's damp hair. "Mmm, you smell so fucking sweet, Megs," Alex murmured as his attention was diverted, trying to part his girlfriends slow and toying fingers with his tongue.

"You like this, don't you?" he asked, licking her wetness from his lips. His left hand meets Georgia's right as he presses on it for a moment, only for him to pull her fingers away, to replace them immediately with own fingers and his wet and warm tongue.

Georgia's fingers now delicately traced across Megan's stomach, her eyes watching with raw heat as Alex's tongue dives between Megan's tight, sweet folds.

Megan lets out a sound that's half-moan, half-whimper, her back arching to press herself further into the sensation of being a plaything for two of her closest friends. "Fuck, Alex!" she groaned, her fingers tightening in Georgia's hair.

Georgia leaned in, her lips brushing against Megan's ear. "You like feeling my man's tongue on you, Meg?" She nodded in response, her breath coming in sharp gasps. "Yes," she whimpered, her hips bucking against Alex's mouth. Georgia smiled, her free hand reaching down to grip Megan's. Directing her friend's hand behind her back and into the front of her open robe, pressing it between their bodies. Megan instinctively stretched and reached for Georgia's pussy, finding it just as wet as her own. She is able to curl the tips of two fingers just inside before Georgia traps her wrist between the bare flesh of her navel and Megan's back.

Alex's tongue circled the wanting clit faster and firmer, his movements becoming more urgent as he felt her body tense beneath his touch. He could see her chest rise and fall as she takes short and shap gasps of air. He knew that she was close. He thrust his two fingers, curling them upwards, searching for that spot that would send her over the edge. Megan's body was on fire, her every nerve ending tingling with a sensation unexperienced for months. She could feel Alex's fast and urgent assault and Georgia's hands, teasing and torturing her body in the most delicious combination.

Megan's hands trembled slightly as they moved to Alex's hair, pulling him closer, pressing his face harder against her as she pressed her feet firmer onto the cold hard tiles. "Fuck, Alex," she gasped, her voice ragged with desire. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop, don't stop!."

Georgia watched as Megan's body tensed and her hips bucked harder against his face. She could feel the heat radiating off her friend. She could see beads of sweat on her skin trickle down over her toned abdomen and lose itself in Megan's tightly trimmed landing strip. She knew she was close and could feel it in the way her body writhed in front of her, see it in the goosebumps on her skin. Georgia's teeth playfully sunk into the crevice of her friend's neck and shoulder. Her boyfriend's tongue began to work faster, his two fingers thrusting and curling inside her, searching for that perfectly firm spot.

Alex could feel Megan's grip tightening in his hair, her nails scratching against his scalp. "Mmmphh," escapes her mouth as she exhales. "Yes, yes! There! Oh, fuck, fuck yes!" The last 'yes' evaporates into nothing as Megan exclaims. Her body begins to convulse, curling her fingertips slightly deeper into Georgias wanting pussy. She couldn't speak, couldn't think, she couldn't do anything but feel her own heartbeat. Feel and hear and her own pulse thumping away in her head almost matched beat-by-beat to the thrusting of fingers inside of her. It was incredible.

"You're so fucking sexy when you come," Georgia whispers between nibbles. She runs her hand down Megan's side, her fingers cupping Alex's chin as she tries to increase the pressure of his mouth. She looks into his eyes, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "She's so fucking tight, Alex. You can feel her muscles gripping you, as her pussy leaks on your fingers, can't you?" Alex groans in response, his eyes locked onto his girlfriends. He feels Meg's fingers tangled in his hair with an almost death grip and Georgia's fingers beneath his chin. Both pulling him closer.

Megan's breathing becomes a desperate pant, and her body shudders with the force of her orgasm. Alex keeps his tongue pressed against her clit, drawing out her pleasure until she's a quivering, whimpering mess as she squeals through the final throws before descending from her heaven. He looks up at her, a smug grin on his face. "Fuck, Megs, you really do taste amazing."

Georgia runs her hand from Alex's chin, back over Megan's body, tracing the sweat-slicked curves and then cups her friend's chin. Rotating her head, she leans in, her mouth sealing Megan's lips in a fierce, passionate and unsuspecting kiss. Their tongues explore each other with a hunger that sends shivers down both of their spines.

Alex, grinning at his accomplishment, pulls his fingers out of Megan's flooded warmth with a slow and purposeful twist, relishing the feel of her tight muscles gripping him. He brings his hand to his mouth, sucking her juice off his fingers, his eyes never leaving the kiss in front of him. Once his fingers are clean, he removes Megans hand from behind her back - removing her fingers from his girlfriends soaked pussy and places them on his tongue before taking them knuckle deep. "Fuck, you both taste incredible," he mutters as he pushes himself off of his knees to sprawl on the sofa behind him.