Mister Diamond

by Chance Carter

  “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. Her 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.

  “It’s complicated, Ryan...” she began, her voice tight with emotion. “I do care for you, so much, but I also have strong feelings for four other men. I really I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

  “Why do you think you will hurt me?” he asked, pulling her a little tighter. She inhaled, slowly and thoughtfully, trying to choose the right words.

  “Let me ask you a question first,” she hesitated, looking up at him for approval. He nodded at her to continue.

  “Why do you love me?”

  He pulled back, ever so slightly, looking surprised by the question, smiling curiously.

  “You are one of the coolest women I have ever met. You’re smart, determined, adventurous, caring...” he paused, as though waiting for his words to sink in. Overwhelmed, Joss dropped her eyes. “Joss, you’re so honest and real. I can’t even tell you how rare that is, at least in my world. We have known each other six weeks, yet I feel like I’ve loved you my whole life.”

  “I know, I feel the same way, but I wonder how much of that is because we’re here, confined together. All of us. Let’s face it, Ryan, the pickings are pretty slim when it comes to women on this island. We’re all so lonely, missing home; so isolated from the real world. What happens when we get rescued?” she asked sincerely. She really needed him to think about the facts; and the reality of their situation.

  “What do you mean? Nothing has to change. I love you and I want us to be together, on or off the island. It has nothing to do with you being the only woman here. I have known other women in the past and they just don’t hold a candle to you.”

  “What about the others?”

  “You mean the guys?” he shrugged as though not following her concern. “What about them?”

  “Well now, this is where it gets complicated, doesn’t it?” she said, offering him a gentle smile.

  “It doesn’t have to be,” he said back, his eyes saying otherwise. She could see him processing her words, really letting them sink in.

  “Ryan, I am falling for you,” she admitted, quickly throwing up her hand to curb his smile. “You make me feel so young, playful, energized. I love who I am when I’m around you. You’re such a good person; funny, smart, charismatic. But then there’s Daniel. What can I say about him? You know him, you get it. He’s naughty, adventurous, hard working, witty. I feel challenged by him. And then there’s Charlie...”

  Ryan raised his brows and nodded, unable to dispute any of it. She pressed on carefully, her words guarded and considerate.

  “Charlie is all heart. He’s nurturing, and sweet, and kind. I feel so safe around him. I think we all do. Oh, and Willie,” she smiled thoughtfully, “well, he’s soulful, compassionate, and genuine. A true gentleman. He just makes me feel like a woman, you know?”

  Ryan nodded, loosening his grip on her, his eyes filling with sorrow. “I get it, Joss, I do. You don’t have to explain.”

  “I’m sorry, I know this is hard to hear. Trust me, I’ve been juggling these feelings for weeks now, but you need to know the truth. I need you to understand completely where my feelings are so you can weigh them next to your own. Total transparency, right?”

  He nodded, encouraging her to go on.

  “Grant...” she continued, closing her eyes, her heart swelling with pure, unconditional love. She was quiet for a moment, considering her true feelings for him. He was both the dark and the light, a broken soul, but a beacon guiding her home. He was two sides of the same coin, and there was something intriguing about that. She couldn’t put into words, her feelings for him, because she really didn’t understand what they were. She just knew she desperately wanted to explore them.

  “Go on,” Ryan insisted quietly, “it’s okay. Tell me.”

  “I’m not sure what to say. The truth is, if someone told me I would fall for multiple guys at the same time, I would have told them they were nuts.”

  “I imagine this has been a wild experience for you,” he said, thinking about what it would look like if the tables were turned. He couldn’t even imagine trying to juggle five women at the same time, let alone be in love with them all. He loved Joss, and maybe part of that was because she was so strong, so impressive. She was able to, single-handedly, manage five male egos and still rise to the top. So many women would have faded into the shade, over-shadowed by so much testosterone. Not Joss. She really was their queen.

  “It’s been pretty crazy, that’s for sure. I have grown so much though. I’ve come a long way in the past six weeks. Each of you has taught me something, about life, love, sex, even about myself. I’ve seen different facets of myself, as a woman, through each of your eyes. I feel blessed,” she admitted sincerely, her eyes searching his for some kind of understanding.

  “I think I understand, Joss. You’re asking me not to make you choose.”

  “I’m telling you I couldn’t choose. I just couldn’t,” she choked, her eyes pooling with emotion. Ryan slowly raised his hands, sweeping away her tears with his thumbs.

  “You don’t have to. Not as long as we’re here together. You own us, Joss, and I think I can safely speak for
the others.”

  “I don’t own you,” she laughed, shaking her head in denial.

  “Oh, you are wrong about that, my love. Our hearts belong to you, and since those hearts beat inside our chests, our bodies are yours too,” he emphasized, mashing his body into hers.

  “I guess I’m the luckiest girl on the planet then,” she smiled, accepting a quick peck on the lips.

  “You’re wrong again, Joss. We’re the lucky ones.” He kissed her again, this time with passion, punctuating his deepest feelings for her. He was madly in love, and he didn’t care if he had to share her. The other guys were good dudes, and as long as they treated her like the queen she was, there wouldn’t be any issues. When they were rescued, if that ever happened, they would just deal with the fall out. He wasn’t going anywhere, and if he was the last man standing, even better.

  * * *

  Their trip home was thankfully shark free, and aside from some rain that halted their progress, pretty uneventful. On day one they’d made it as far as their first little beach before the rain started. It pelted them for an entire night and most of the next day too, not easing up until the early evening. By then it was too late to venture out, so they lit a fire and hunkered down another night. None of them minded really. They enjoyed snuggling up under the shelter, finding sexy ways to occupy their time.

  The next morning the weather finally returned to blue skies and calmer seas. That day had marked forty days since the plane crash. Forty days away from home. Forty days since they’d all met. It seemed a lifetime ago; and yet it had all passed them by so swiftly. Joss wondered if anyone was still looking for them or if they had finally given them up for dead, stolen by the sea.

  After a quick breakfast, they set sail once more, lucky they had the wind behind them. It pushed them along quickly towards home and made the paddling so much easier. As they were running on reserve energy, mother nature’s assistance was appreciated.