“Why would I get lost?” Daniel laughed, shaking his head.
“Because you can’t even find a good pick up line...”
Joss laughed to herself, watching the two friends stroll away. They were a feisty pair, the two of them, always ribbing each other. A sexy duo for sure, and she found herself caught up in their chemistry. As soon as they were out of sight, she ducked under the shelter to lay down, unable to fight off her exhaustion, and waited for them to return.
* * *
She must have fallen into a deep sleep, physically bankrupt from the stress of day. She stirred when Ryan curled in behind her, his familiar arms wrapping around her waist, his cock pressing against her ass. It had been awhile since the two of them had made love, and she ached to feel him inside her again.
“Mmm,” she moaned, squirming closer to him, oblivious to anything but the heat of him against her cool back. She blindly reached for his hand and pressed it against her breast, wordlessly offering consent, begging for his touch.
Surprised by her response, Ryan felt his semi eagerly twitching beneath the thin layer of his pants, inviting him to play. He discreetly kissed her, his moist mouth lingering softly over her neck. It took everything he had not to sink his teeth into her salty flesh. Joss moaned again, and rolled over on her back, leaning in towards him. God, he wanted her, more than anything, especially after the close call they’d had that afternoon. He wasn’t sure how it effected others, but spikes in adrenalin always seemed to make him horny, sometimes for days.
“I want you, Ryan,” she whispered, barely awake, her hand inching down his chest. She slipped it beneath the waistband of his slacks, wrapping her fingers loosely around his boner. Ryan looked up, catching Daniel’s eye, who had taken the spot on the other side of Joss, his expression flirting between amusement and surprise.
“What’s a guy to do?” Ryan grinned, directing his question to Daniel. Joss, using her free hand, pulled him into a soft, dreamy kiss, as though the question was posed to her.
“Joss, honey, Daniel is here,” Ryan whispered, his lips still pressed against hers. She opened her eyes and stared at him, her lids heavy with desire, as though processing his words. Then she smiled, wickedly flirtatious, as though she couldn’t contain her naughty thoughts. Fuck he was turned on.
“Then Daniel should get over here and kiss me too,” she teased playfully, just loud enough for him to hear her invitation. She slid her hand out of Ryan’s pants and rolled over onto her back, searching for Daniel, her eyes adjusting to the dark. He was lying beside her, propped up on an elbow, shaking his head with a grin, as though amused with the scene, the glow of the fire mirrored in his eyes.
“Hello, Danny,” she whispered, unable to hide her blush. “Sorry, I was a little dazed for a moment there.”
“No need for an apology, I’d rather enjoy a kiss too, Joss,” he smiled, his tone as proper as could be, yet suggesting something more, something indecent.
She bit her bottom lip, wondering if she was imagining the flirtatious invite, if it was just wishful thinking on her part. Embarrassed, she shook off her naughty thoughts with a giggle, astonished by her own bold impulses. They were so foreign to her.
“It’s only fair,” Daniel offered, his voice seductively thick. He leaned in and kissed her, slowly at first, waiting for her to match his passion, then pulled her tightly against his body, pressing his own hard cock against her. She tried to catch her breath, surprised, yet completely aroused by what was happening, her brain furiously trying to catch up, to make sense of it all. Did they both want her?
She pulled away from his kiss and sat up, looking from one man to the other, her bottom lip pouted in confusion. They were both grinning at her, like kids in a candy store, neither of them appearing to be as flustered as she felt.
“Wait, what...am I dreaming?” she stammered, stifling a giggle.
Ryan chuckled and placed a daring hand on her thigh, offering her a gentle squeeze.
“Do you feel that?” he teased, sliding his hand up her thigh, his grip tightening. She nodded. It was delightfully arousing.
“Then you’re probably not dreaming,” he baited playfully, his curious eyes challenging her. He quickly shifted his gaze towards Daniel, to make sure they were on the same page. Obviously they didn’t plan on things unfolding that way, but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t fantasized about it once or twice. He’d enjoyed threesomes in the past, but they’d always been with two women. He was straight, and was pretty sure Daniel was too, so why not? He was an open minded guy and they were three consenting adults...all alone. It could be fun. If the tables were turned and he was the only dude with a harem of ladies, damn sure he’d be down!
“Danny?” Joss turned to look at him too, as though following Ryan’s lead. She and Daniel had not even been intimate yet, not the way she and Ryan had. Did he want their first time to be a ménage? Did she? Fuck, why did she always have to overthink everything...
“Well, I do owe you a rain check, Joss,” Daniel said. He grabbed her hand and pulled her on top of him, wrapping his free hand around her the base of her neck, coaxing another kiss from her. Joss straddled him, her hands landing hard on either side of his head, pressing her mouth onto his, his obvious need quickly heating her up. She smashed her pussy into him, grinding against him, surprised by how turned on she was.
She had not stopped thinking about Daniel since he’d piqued her curiosity about him. She’d been fantasizing about him non-stop, and now her desire was winning.
Daniel allowed her to have her way with him until he couldn’t take it anymore. He loved how assertive she was, but he’d not had sex in over two months and he was dangerously close to losing it. He either had to tag out or explode in his shorts, and he wasn’t about to let that happen. He tenderly shifted her off of him, flipping her on to her back, before kissing her again, this time the one in control.
Ryan took his cue to join in, unbuttoning Joss’ pants and sliding them over her hips. Still kissing Daniel, she raised her ass, making it easier to slip the material past her curves. He tossed them aside, panties and all, exposing her beautiful pussy.
Until Joss, he’d never seen a fully ‘natural’ woman and truth be told, he was into it. There was something mysteriously tempting about it, exotic, primitive, and sexy. It was like a gift, begging to be unwrapped. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen her pussy, but it still sent a shiver through him. It was like that every time he was with her.
He shifted between her legs, pressing his mouth down on her folds, eagerly kissing her clit. She gently raised her hips, in silent approval, begging him to taste her. No surprise, he didn’t need much encouragement. He slowly slid his tongue down the centre of her pussy, from clit to opening, teasing and tasting her, enjoying her musky sweetness. She was wetter than he’d ever seen her, clearly turned on by their three way tango. He didn’t blame her, he was fucking amped up too. Knowing she was horny totally pushed his buttons. He licked and sucked on her, mercilessly lapping up every bit of her juices, fucking her with his two long fingers, while she moaned and squirmed beneath him.
“My god, Ryan...” she panted, pulling out of Daniel’s kiss, her fingers still tightly knit through his hair. “I’m going to cum.”
Her words were sweet triggers for both men, and they quickly exchanged a playful look, as though offering an unspoken high five. Ryan chuckled softly and went back to task, desperate to finish off his woman; to be rewarded with a wild, unrestrained orgasm. She didn’t disappoint him, clamping her legs and bucking beneath his tongue.
Daniel eased himself away, jaw dropped and eyes wide open, watching in awe as Joss came in front of him, his erection throbbing for a similar release. He’d never wanted to fuck a woman more than he wanted Joss right then and there.
“Wow,” she panted, shifting up on her elbows. “What the hell, Ryan, you’ve been holding out on me.” Ryan wiped his mouth and rocked back up on his knees, grinning like the cheshire cat, clearly pleased
with himself.
“Just inspired, I guess. Fuck that was hot,” he crowed, crawling towards her. He kissed her, one hand around the back of her neck, pulling her close. She moaned under his kiss, sending him into a torrid tailspin. He reluctantly eased away, anxious to continue their play. She grinned, eyes widely curious, as though she still couldn’t believe how lucky she was.
“I want to taste you,” she purred, pressing her palm into Ryan’s chest, forcing him backwards onto their leafy bed.
He happily submitted, pulling off his t-shirt and unbuttoning his slacks, comically kicking them away in haste. It was hysterical! Amused, Daniel offered Joss another kiss, before she winked at him and knelt down over Ryan, her ass in the air. She took him in, covering the entire head with her pretty mouth.
His cock, lubed in pre-cum, easily slid down her throat, in and out, causing a wave of dizzy pleasure. Ryan laid his head back and groaned, certain it wouldn’t take long to cum, but desperate to prolong the pleasure.
Daniel, unable to resist her ass in the air, slipped in behind her, placing one strong hand on her hip. With his free hand, he slid his fingers in and out of her, finger fucking her engorged pussy. She was liquid silk; warm, wet, and inviting, begging to be fucked. His cock pulsated inside his trousers, envious of his fingers.
She moaned from his touch, her growls sending vibrations down Ryan’s shaft. He rocked beneath her, as though unable to control his passion, and she sucked him even faster, alternately using her hand to increase his sensation. Her eyes widened as she heard Daniel’s zipper unfastening behind her, and within seconds, felt him enter her, his hard cock completely filling her swollen pussy.
Their double penetration was sublime, one man in her mouth and the other from behind, both of them having their way with her. Never in her wild dreams did she imagine it would ever happen, and yet there she was, sandwiched between her lovers, two sexy men she equally adored. She felt like a sex kitten, a goddess, a queen, and there was something strangely bewitching about that. It made her feel uninhibited, powerful, potently ethereal.
And it made her cum, hard.
She pulled her mouth off of Ryan, pushing herself back into Daniel, taking his cock even deeper into her womb, crying out for release, her body shaking uncontrollably. Ryan stared up at her in awe, his hand wrapped tightly around his own cock, seconds away from exploding himself. Her unrelenting orgasm ripped through her, pulsating and rippling through every cell, her juices soaking all three of them, until finally releasing its grip on her.
Recovering, Joss laid on top of Ryan, her ass still in the air, his cock pressed against her belly, while Daniel continued fucking her. He wrapped his hands tightly around her hips, hammering his body against hers, his swollen cock filling every inch of her.
Ryan held Joss against him, seduced by both the friction of her belly rubbing off his cock, and the intense motions of Daniel slamming into her. It was a strangely arousing combination that surprisingly made him hot. He felt his climax building, pulling deep inside his groin, coaxing out his own lustful moans. He would have liked to have finished inside of Joss, but it was all too fucking erotic, and when she leaned in and french kissed him, moaning inside his mouth, there was nothing he could do to stave off his orgasm.
“Fucking hell, woman,” he growled, knitting his shaking fingers into her hair, his body involuntary spasming beneath her, soaking her belly with his sticky cum.
“Christ, that was hot,” Joss choked, her eyes wild with desire. She kissed him again, while Daniel rocked even faster behind her. He was close too, she was sure of it. She lifted herself up on her hands, peeling away from Ryan, glancing over her shoulder towards her English lover.
“Let me ride you, Danny. I want to watch you when you cum,” she panted, sliding herself free from from his slippery cock. He nodded and leaned away, allowing her to change positions.
Ryan, shifted over, making room for Daniel to lie down. Using his t-shirt, he wiped away his cum, uncomfortably sticky and chilly against his hot flesh, then tuned to Joss, carefully cleaning her up too.
She smiled sweetly at him, appreciating the loving care. She accepted his kiss then quickly straddled herself over Daniel. Placing one knee on either side of him, she skewered his cock into her pussy, moaning from the sheer girth of him. He grinned up at her, as though excited to be taken by her.
“Bloody hell, you’re beautiful,” he growled, guiding her motions, certain he would cum within minutes.
“So are you,” she whispered, lowering her mouth on his. She rocked her body against him, relishing the sweet friction against her clit. Ryan slipped behind her, sweeping her hair to the side, and kissed her neck. At first it was tender, gentle even, but then he sunk his teeth into her flesh. It sent uncontrolled shivers down her spine, straight to her clit, quickly spiking her endorphins.
“You two are killing me,” she breathed, drawing playful chuckles from both her lovers. They grinned at each other, both taking her desperate admission as a compliment. “I’m cumming, Danny. Oh, fuck...”
She slid herself up and down Daniel’s cock, writhing and rocking her hips. Ryan leaned over her and pressed his fingers against her clit, matching her motions in hopes of intensify her climax. It worked. She came again, hard, leaning back into him, her arms draped loosely around his shoulders Danny bucking beneath her.
Daniel, stared up at Joss, ignoring Ryan’s hand dangerously close to his cock, and watched her cum; beautiful, passionate, unbridled. She was so fucking sexy to watch, and Daniel was too fucking horny to hold off any longer. He tightened his grip on her waist and pushed hard up inside her. He dropped his head back, moaning with complete abandon, his pulsating cock pumping his hot cum into her.
They didn’t move, for several minutes, catching their breath; still, sexy and satiated, sensual as a Rodin sculpture, none of them willing to release their carnal embrace.
Finally, the three lovers cuddled up together, Joss in the middle. The night breeze was cool and she pulled her wrap over their naked bodies, grateful to share their body heat. Ryan was wrapped around her back, his chin resting in the crook of her shoulder, while she spooned Daniel, her arm draped over his chest. Joss couldn’t quite explain it but she felt an overwhelming sense of calmness, an emotional attachment she couldn’t explain. If only she could put it into words, she thought...
“I love you, Joss,” Ryan whispered sleepily. He followed his confession with a kiss, on the sweet spot just below her earlobe. She smiled dreamily, touched by his words; the same words she’d been reaching for herself. She loved him too. She loved them both.
Chapter 23
The next three days flew by quickly. They kept busy, occupying their days scouting the area, foraging for fresh food, trapping, and of course, constantly scoping the horizon for ships. They had plenty of luck finding food, but a rescue ship was no where in sight. Sadly, Grant’s theory of a northern trade route was not panning out.
Their evenings were another story. As soon as the sun went down, so did the boys, taking turns pleasuring her; the trio fucking like kinky little monkeys. The guys got along so well, not an ounce of jealousy between them. In fact, they seemed to enjoy outdoing one another, Joss the lucky recipient of their carnal competition.
It was as though they’d been lovers for years, the three of them. The first night they fucked it seemed too unconventional to Joss, sexy but also strange. She wasn’t sure what to make of it, she only knew that she liked it. Really fucking liked it. All those hands, all those mouths, all that flesh to kiss, suck and bite. It was a sexual buffet of hotness, and she was the main course. Who wouldn’t love that?
Daniel was definitely the kinkiest of the three of them, but she and Ryan were quick studies. They were playful, uninhibited, and curious, acting on sexual instinct and desire, completely wild and free. They’d even tiptoed around Daniel’s BDSM fantasies, Joss being tied to a tree, teased and tortured by both of them. That was fucking hot. The only line they didn’t toe was obvious. He
r men were undeniably straight.
As fun as it had been, it was time to pack up and go back to the others. Truthfully, as wild and sexy as things had been, she really missed Charlie, Grant, and Willie. She had a special relationship with each of them, and she couldn’t wait to connect with all of them again. She hoped things were running smoothly for them.
The sun had just risen on their fourth morning at north beach. While Daniel fixed up the raft, making sure it was durable enough for the trip back, Ryan and Joss filled up their water at the stream. Ryan seemed nervous, and Joss thought she knew exactly why. All of them were worried their toothy foe would make an appearance again, and it tripped them out.
“Are you worried, Ryan?” Joss asked, tossing him a reassuring grin, her brows raised.
“Hmm, maybe a little,” he admitted, nervously returning her smile. He placed the filled water bottles into one of the bags, and set it back down on the ground. “I’ve just been thinking...”
“What about?” she asked, catching his eye. He looked at her lovingly, reaching out to brush the hair out of her eyes. She smiled at the gesture. Out of all the men, Ryan was the least concerned with showing affection. He didn’t have an insecure bone in his body.
“I meant what I said, you know, the other night,” he offered sweetly. Joss nodded, unwilling to interrupt. “I’m in love with you, Joss.”
“I...I” she stammered, grasping for words. She loved him too, no question. Ryan was her playmate, and her soulmate, of that she had little doubt. She could just be herself with him, and boy, did he make her laugh. She could easily spend her life with a man like him. She’d imagined it whenever they were together and it always felt right. But how could she, in good conscience, tell him she loved him when he wasn’t the only one?
“And you love me...?” he smirked, wrapping his arms around her. She tried to look away but he wouldn’t allow it, ducking down to meet her eyes with a reassuring smile. She couldn’t help but smile back.
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