Heatwave Hedonism

Fuck, it’s hot.

I wave my mini fan ineffectually over my face and run a hand through my hair, which is so soaked with sweat it feels like I’ve just got out of the shower.

I grab another bottle of water from the cooler full of ice and down half of it in one go.

It’s brutally hot, five days into the worst heatwave the UK has seen in years, and today our attic flat became unbearable. Eventually, me, and my two housemates, Hollie and Kate, decided to try sleeping outside instead.

I don’t think I’ve camped since I was about ten years old, but Kate is outdoorsy and Hollie is a devotee of music festivals, so we dragged out their tents and drove to a secluded campsite just down the coast from where we live.

Amidst a lot of sweating, swearing and laughter, we got the tents set up. We’ve finished our picnic dinner, and now we’re sitting on camping chairs outside the tents, alternating between beers and bottles of water.

“Can you believe we got the whole campsite to ourselves?”

“I guess everyone else decided it’s too hot to be outside.”

“Well, it kind of is. We just decided the alternative was worse.”

“Can you pass me another beer?”

“Thanks”

“At least the heat is a good excuse not to get any work done.”

I love spending time with these two. We’ve all been friends since university, and when their previous housemate moved out, it just made sense for us all to live together.

We’re on our second or third drink, and everything is relaxed. We’re just shooting the breeze and trying to stay cool amidst the oppressive heat, when Hollie asks a question that takes things in a very different direction.

“Hey, Kate. Whatever happened with that girl you started seeing?”

“Ughhhh….”

“That good, huh?”

“No, she was sweet. We just had absolutely nothing in common. Again.”

“That sucks, hon. I’m sorry.”

She shrugs.

“It is what it is.”

“Back to the apps, then?”

“Honestly, I’m not even in a hurry to meet the love of my life. I’m pretty happy being single most of the time. I figure Mr or Ms or Mx Right will come along whenever they come along.”

“I could do with getting laid, though.”

“Oh, really?”

“It’s been months since I last had sex, and I don’t know if it’s the heat or what, but I have been fucking feral these last couple of weeks.”

“So that’s what all the buzzing noises from your bedroom have been about.”

“Seriously, I’ve masturbated about ten thousand times. I think I’ve burned out the motor in my vibrator. But it’s not scratching the same itch as getting fucked by someone else.”

“I could help you with that. If you want.”

There’s a split-second pause, during which I watch Kate’s brain short-circuit at this suggestion and about ten different emotions flit across her face.

“Wait, for real?”

“Just say the word, babe. You know I think you’re hot as fuck.”

Well, this has taken a turn.

I’ve always secretly thought Hollie and Kate would be great together. They’re both bisexual and they’re already close friends, so they obviously have a lot in common and love each other’s company.

Also, if they’re serious about this, I’m kind of hoping they mean now and that I’ll get to watch. Though that’s probably too much to hope for.

“To be honest, I’ve been crushing on you for a while. I didn’t want to say anything in case you weren’t into it, but I guess the heat and the beer have gone to my head!”

“Well, in that case…”

She glances at Hollie’s lips, and I can see she’s about to lean in for a kiss.

“Hey, hey! I don’t wanna play third wheel while you two get it on!”

The two of them exchange a glance that seems to contain an entire conversation. Hollie’s eyes sparkle with a suggestion, and Kate bites her lip and nods as she realises what’s being implied.

“On this occasion, I don’t think the adage of ‘three’s a crowd’ applies.”

“More like ‘three’s a party’, am I right?”

I’m so surprised I almost fall off my chair.

Am I understanding this correctly? Have we gone from three flatmates hanging out to them inviting me to have a threesome with them in the space of about five minutes?

“Wait, are you serious?”

“I was just kidding about being left out. I’m more than happy to give you two space. I don’t wanna be the creepy guy who muscles in where he’s not wanted.”

“We wouldn’t have invited you if you weren’t wanted. Besides, being watched just makes everything hotter for me.”

Kate, the exhibitionist! I never would have guessed that was her thing.

I’m suddenly nervous but also extremely aware of my body’s reaction to this suggestion.

“What do you… want me to do?”

“Right now, sit right there and watch us. We’ll tell you when we want you to do something else.”

“And think about how lucky you are to be involved and how many men would kill to see this, never mind to take part.”

She’s not wrong there.

They lean towards one another and kiss for the first time, first softly and then more intensely.

Their tongues meet and intertwine as the kiss deepens.

Hollie gets up and tries to sit on Kate’s lap, but the flimsy camping chair isn’t built for two, and it’s clear that they’re both going to end up on the floor if they try.

“Fuck it, come here.”

She lies down on the ground on our picnic blanket instead, pulling Kate down to join her.

They’re facing each other, kissing deeply once again.

Hollie hooks one of her legs over both of Kate’s, pulling her even closer. Kate rolls onto her back so Hollie is on top of her. She pulls back and smiles down at her.

“You okay?”

“Amazing.”

Hollie glances around the campsite briefly, checking we’re still definitely alone. Then she pulls her light cotton sundress over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, leaving her in nothing but a pair of boxers that accentuates the curve of her hips.

Sweat glistens all over her body as she leans forward to murmur into Kate’s ear.

“So when you say you’ve been crazy horny lately, what were you most wanting to happen?”

Despite her earlier openness about how badly she needs to get laid, Kate blushes scarlet and brings up her hands to hide her face.

“Come on, pretty girl. I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me what it is.”

“I really want you to go down on me…”

“I was hoping you might say something like that.”

Fuck. To be honest, so was I.

Hollie moves down and, starting at the top of one of her bare feet, kisses her way all the way up Kate’s leg.

When she reaches the hem of the thigh-length skirt, Hollie pushes it upwards, revealing a tantalising glimpse of Kate’s underwear.

Kate parts her legs slightly, and Hollie kisses up and back down the inside of her thigh.

“Be patient, sweetheart.”

Hollie keeps moving closer and closer to Kate’s pussy, but never quite touching her there. She’s teasing, clearly enjoying driving our friend wild.

Before I realise I’m doing it, my hand has moved over my cock, which is painfully hard under my shorts.

Hollie glances up and sees what I’m doing, a wicked smile on her face.

“Enjoying the view?”

“Fuck, yes. You two are so hot.”

“I love knowing how hot we’re getting you.”

“I want to see you stroke your cock while I eat Kate’s pussy.”

I pull the shorts and my underwear off, freeing my rock hard cock and wrapping my hand around it.

I stroke myself slowly, wanting to drag this out and knowing I’m in danger of coming very quickly if I let myself.

Hollie runs her tongue up the inside of Kate’s thigh, catching a bead of sweat. I watch Kate shudder with desire. There’s a visible damp patch on her underwear.

“You want it really bad, huh?”

“Mm-hmm!”

Hollie peels off Kate’s wet panties, but leaves her skirt in place. I can smell their combined arousal and sweat, and it’s intoxicating.

Kate eagerly spreads her legs wider, and I get my first glimpse of her pussy, spread open and glistening with arousal, a landing strip of curly dark pubic hair. Her hard clit looks like it’s begging to be touched.

Hollie licks all the way along Kate’s vulva, up one outer labia and down the other, then dips her tongue inside.

“Fuck, you taste good.”

And with that, she envelops Kate’s throbbing clit with her mouth.

I almost come when I see Hollie’s tongue touch Kate’s pussy and hear the sounds she’s making.

Reluctantly, I stop touching myself for long enough to come down from the edge.

When I close my hand around my cock again, it’s even harder than before, if that were possible.

I can see that Kate’s getting close. Her eyes are closed, and she’s trembling, her hair plastered to her head with sweat that is only partly due to the heat.

Hollie slows down, drawing circles around Kate’s clit with her tongue, then sucking it into her mouth again, dragging it out and expertly keeping her on the edge of bliss.

Hollie pauses her licking just long enough to pull a frustrated whine from Kate.

She doesn’t move away from Kate’s spread thighs and slick pussy, she just turns her head to look at me.

“Do you want to fuck me?”

She smiles at me. My cock twitches, and yes, yes, I want that. Suddenly, I want to fuck her more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

She wriggles out of her underwear.

“There are condoms in my bag. Can you grab one?”

“Let me.”

I watch as Kate grabs the condom, and I briefly wonder why she thought to bring safer sex supplies on this camping adventure, then decide it’s not important right now. What’s important is that my sexy housemate and friend is asking me to fuck her while she’s got another beautiful woman writhing underneath her.

I slide the condom over my cock.

“How do you want me to…”

“I want you to fuck me really hard from behind while I make this gorgeous girl come.”

“Mm, yes, please.”

She doesn’t need to tell me twice. She takes Kate’s clit into her mouth once more, her perfect ass in the air as I position myself behind her.

Using my hand, I guide my cock inside Hollie’s soaking pussy.

As Kate comes down from her orgasm, Hollie pushes back against me. In response, I grip her hips in my hands and go harder. I’m dripping with sweat and feel like I’ve been in a sauna, but I don’t care.

She brings a hand underneath her and rubs her clit in quick circles as I fuck her.

Just at the moment I feel her pussy clench around me and know she’s coming, I finally let myself go, too.

Sweaty, sated, and exhausted, the three of us gradually disentangle and snuggle up on the picnic blanket, not caring that the close contact is just making the sweltering heat even more unbearable.

“Wow.”

“That was unexpected.”

“Deliciously unexpected.”

“You both okay?”

“I’m good.”

“Really good.”

“I kind of want to be close to both of you after that… How does all of us piling into one tent sound?”

“It sounds perfect.”

“It might get a bit hot for whoever has to be the middle spoon, though.”

“I guess the heatwave really heated things up between us, huh?”