by M H Ryan
Then we found the waste room: a small room with a compost bucket that smelled as bad as expected and an incinerator large enough to fit a body in it. After a few protests from Carmen and Emma, we convinced them that with all the available options, this would be the most respectful path to laying Ben to rest: A cremation.
When we turned on the incinerator, the lights dimmed and stayed in that dimmed state. And I even said a few words and wished the man luck on his next journey.
“I’m so fucking tired,” Sherri said, slumping near the doorway of the incinerator room.
“Me too,” Emma said, yawning and leaning on her bat like a cane.
“We’ll stay the night here and then head out in the morning,” I said, and they all nodded in some manner.
I followed the girls to the bedroom where they found a clean, folded sheet in a drawer and spread it over the blanket. Emma, Sherri, and Cass lay on the bed, taking up most of the space.
“I’m not tired,” Kara said, looking around the room. “This place has got my mind racing with the possibilities. I mean, what the fuck even is this? And why?”
“Fine, just do it elsewhere,” Sherri said with her face against the sheet.
“Oh my God, sheets. I will forever give you the respect you deserve,” Cass said, cradling the threads with her face.
“I’m as comfy as a dairy cow on Sunday,” Emma said, lying next to Sherri.
“I’ve never had sheets,” Eliza said, eyes full of wonder.
“Move your big ass over,” Sherri said, pushing Emma. “Eliza, get in here, girl.”
Eliza rushed to the bed and slid into the small space between Emma and Sherri.
“It’s so smooth,” Eliza said with her face against the bed.
“Sweetie, if we get back to the US, I’m going to introduce you to something called thread count. It’s going to change your life,” Sherri said.
Shaya went to the corner of the room near the nightstand and sat down, leaning against the wall. She had a knife in her hand and faced the door.
“You okay on the floor, Shaya?” I asked.
She nodded, and her big eyes looked tired.
“You don’t need…like some water or something?” I asked.
“Oh my God,” Benji said. “This isn’t Splash. She’s not a…wait, do you?”
She shook her head, letting us know she didn’t.
“Okay, well, night, ladies,” I said.
They grunted a few replies and I think Emma had already fallen asleep. I left the room with Aubrey, Kara, Carmen, and Benji and then closed the door quietly and headed to the kitchen area.
We all went through the cabinets, delighted at each plate, cup, and utensil. All of it felt like such a gift that the bad feelings of Ben were gone. The old man had left us with things that would have been so hard to replicate.
We scattered our finds over the kitchen island as if we were pirates, sorting out our booty.
“Carmen, are you seeing this?” Benji asked.
“What?” Carmen said, pulling another book off the bookcase and flipping through the pages.
“Oh, nothing, just getting the biggest hoard of useful stuff ever over here,” Aubrey said. “A fork! You have no idea how much I dislike eating with my hands.”
Carmen didn’t even look at what we were doing and proceeded to pull another book from the stack. Many of the papers from the book fell from it, fluttering to the floor. She examined it and then placed it back before taking another book out and flipping through the pages.
“What are you looking for?” Benji asked.
“Who, me?” Carmen said, looking over her shoulder. “Just, like, something to read. I was…I was going to go to bed as well, and I enjoy reading.”
“I don’t remember you being much of a reader,” Benji said.
“Yeah, didn’t you tell me books were for people that couldn’t afford the movies?” Aubrey said.
“No, I would never say that,” Carmen said. “And I have many poor friends, you know.”
Benji moved around the island, her eyes narrowing as she stared at Carmen.
“You don’t have any poor friends outside of the house,” Benji said, hands on her hips.
“What?” Carmen asked under the gaze of Benji.
“You’re looking for a stone, aren’t you?”
“What? No. I wasn’t—”
“He looked at the bookcase.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Carmen said, looking away from Benji and back to the book in her hand.
“When the stone was mentioned, he looked to that case.” Benji pointed at it.
Carmen stared at Benji long enough for tension to build. “Fine, but I don’t see what the big deal is. I held one for like, days, and I’m fine. With that stone, I wouldn’t even need to be touching Emma. I could be that powerful always. With a stone and Emma…who knows what we could do.”
“I can’t even with you right now,” Benji said. “I see the stones for what they are. They find a way of finding you. They want to wreck you, just like they do the islands.”
“Mario said they ripen you for the king,” I said.
“I hear about them and how they can do these crazy things, but I’ve never seen one like that. Maybe the one I held was different.”
“If you are hiding a stone, I swear, I will tear it from you and dispose of it myself,” Benji said.
“You wouldn’t.”
“I would. If you swallowed it, I’d reach down your throat to pull it out.”
“You just don’t get it. Only Jack knows what it’s like. Right, Jack?” Carmen asked.
“We can’t use the stones, Carmen. I’m sorry. They’re just too dangerous.”
She looked hurt by me taking Benji’s side, but that was the right side. I’d seen what the stones do to me and whatever they touched. If I found one again, I’d make sure it was disposed of. Hopefully.
“Whatever. Wasn’t any stone in the books anyway. And I don’t know why you guys can’t just trust me,” Carmen said, stomping past Benji and holding her hand over her mouth. “I’m going to bed, okay? Good night!”
I thought I heard her crying before she slammed the hallway door.
Benji came back to Kara, Aubrey, and I near the island.
“What a nut,” Benji said. “It’s like she’s some kind of addict.”
“Give her a break,” I said. “I think she’s doing great for what she’s been through.”
“I remember when I first realized what the hell we were in for; all I wanted was to find a way out,” Aubrey said.
“Yeah, but you weren’t acting all shady about it,” Benji said.
“Are you kidding? I would have gone down on Captain Victoria if her ship had rolled up on shore.” Aubrey kneeled next to Benji, sticking out her tongue and licking between her fingers.
“You’re so gross,” Benji said, laughing.
“I wanted to die when I got here,” Kara said. “But when I found you guys and then the island, our home, I didn’t really want to leave all that much. I mean, look at what we have out here. The gifts we’ve been given. The people we’re around. I found my fucking husband out here! I’m happy with him and you guys. Being here is a big fucking deal for me.”
“I’m happy with you as well,” I said, putting my arm around Kara.
“Hey, I can say mushy stuff, too, if I can get some Jack touches,” Aubrey said, pouting.
“Can you now? Let’s hear it!” I said.
“Oh, Jack, when I got here, I was in love with a bottle of vodka,” she said, with a mixture of sarcasm and a breathy theater voice. She moved around the kitchen island with interpretive dance as she spoke. “Then you slew a beast and not just a massive shark, but the beast in my heart. You ruled me, and now every waking moment I thank the heavens I have a man so strong, so brave, and oh-so-handsome in my life. My vagina never knew pleasure until you penetrated me, and when you came inside me, you changed my DNA, so now you and I will always share a
genetic code.”
“Whoa,” I said, laughing. “You had me up until you started saying we’re related.”
Aubrey laughed. “Okay, so maybe I can’t get all mushy. I’m more of a physical affection kind of girl.”
“I like physical affection,” I said.
“Do you?” Aubrey said, moving closer to me as I kept my arm around Kara. “Well, let me give you some.”
She got on her knees and touched the waistline of my shorts.
Kara raised an eyebrow as she made room for her sister wife.
“Fucking hot,” Kara said.
“Wait,” I said, pulling Aubrey up.
“Oh, if you’re rejecting me right now, I might start crying,” Aubrey said.
“No, God no. I want to be with you, but I’m covered in eel blood and… Ben.”
“I’ll take you the way you are,” Aubrey said.
“Um,” Benji said. “Remember the shower?”
“An actual shower,” Kara said, leaning back and hugging herself.
“Fine, I can wash you up,” Aubrey said and grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the hallway.
The bathroom was mostly stone walls except for a small shower that had smooth, carved stone on it with nothing more than a pipe coming out of the low ceiling with a valve on it.
“You think it’s warm?” Kara said, looking at the pipe as she pulled the black top string off her shoulder of her bikini.
“Let’s find out,” I said, pulling off my shirt and dropping my shorts and underwear in a couple of quick motions.
Benji took in a deep breath, looking at my naked body.
“It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before,” I said, teasing Benji.
“I don’t know how, but you’re getting better looking. I mean, you have a six-pack now,” Benji said.
I looked down at my abs, and I did look fit. Holy shit.
“I guess all the good eating and working hard every day is paying off,” I said.
“Oh, it’s paying off alright,” Kara said and ran her hand down my back and then smacked my ass, hard.
“Oh, really?” I laughed then smacked her little, but firm ass.
She gasped, feigning anger that faded into a smile. “How dare you, mister? I am not some wife you can spank.”
“Really? Because under island law, a man can spank his wife if she gets out of line,” I said.
“Maybe I’ll be getting out of line more often. I might need a good spanking,” Kara said.
“Jesus, you two… let’s get him cleaned up quickly,” Aubrey said, pulling me into the small shower.
I felt her naked body, her breasts and hands up against my back. I reached up and turned the valve as we stood out of the way of the oncoming stream.
The cool water flowed from the pipe like a garden hose and hit my hand. I moved into the water, letting it slap the top of my head and splash the girls. Kara moved to my front, smaller than Benji and Aubrey, but those ocean blues eyes got me drowning in anticipation. With a Kara and Aubrey sandwich, the girls quickly worked their hands over my body, starting from the top and moving down.
Aubrey’s hand slid around my waist and grabbed my cock, then moved around it, as if cleaning it. I heard her heavy breaths from behind me.
I glanced out of the shower to Benji. She stood, still in her Sponge Bob bikini, holding herself in a hug and looking at the floor.
“Benji?” I said, getting out of the shower to the protests of Kara and Aubrey. “You okay? There’s room for one more in here.”
“Jack, we haven’t…you know…yet.”
“What?” I asked.
“Held hands under the full moon?” Aubrey said, sticking her head out from the shower.
Benji’s cheeks reddened.
“We haven’t actually…consummated the marriage.”
“I know,” I said.
She was right, of course. I had never been inside Benji. Well, with my penis, that is. I’d had my tongue and fingers in her, but she was right, I hadn’t actually fucked her. It was something she had been holding back on.
“Are you saying you’re ready for that?”
“Yes, so much so,” Benji said. “Before, I…”
Aubrey was out of the shower, and then we were both dripping onto the stone floor.
“Wait,” Aubrey said, “Is this because of that, Robert asshole back at the university?”
“I don’t know. I just…you know, he was my first, and I wasn’t that experienced. I’d watched porn and stuff, and well, it was just humiliating what he did to me. You know I ended up on fucking Pornhub. I got that shit taken down immediately, but I couldn’t trust another man after. Not all the way. Even thinking about intercourse had me in hives. So, I just did third base kind of stuff for a while.”
“But now you have a man you can trust,” Kara said, wringing out some of her hair on the shower floor.
“I know, and I trust you, Jack, one hundred percent, and if it weren’t for precious little Eliza, I would have…well, I would have taken you that first night.”
“Fine. Eliza had her night with Jack, now you need yours,” Aubrey said. “I can rub one out myself. Wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Oh my God, Aubrey,” Benji said.
“Oh, please, like I haven’t seen you fingering the penny purse before,” Aubrey said.
Benji covered her face that turned a shade darker with the teasing.
“Stop it,” Kara said to Aubrey. “Benji, let’s get you cleaned up and ready for your man.”
Over the next couple of minutes, I got to watch Kara and Aubrey wash Benji down, even as she repeatedly tried to tell them that she could do it herself. She finally just yielded to them and stood submissively as they showered her.
“You are one sexy bitch, Benji,” Aubrey said, patting Benji on the ass.
“That body on you is stunning. How the hell does shooting arrows get you this body?” Kara asked.
“I don’t work out that much,” Benji said with a shrug, wiping some water from her face and smiling at me.
Staring at them, stunned me. Dear God, these three women were committed to me. They had tattooed themselves with my initials and were essentially my wives. Watching them have fun in the shower, knowing what was about to happen, wiped away every bad feeling I had inside me.
They all got out of the shower, dripping and squeezing out their hair on the floor. I took a moment to admire them as the artificial light bounced off their naked, wet bodies.
Aubrey stood on the left with defined abs and muscular arms and legs. Her bare breasts were also the largest and her skin the tannest.
Benji stood in the middle with a perfect light tan on her amazing body. She wasn’t as ripped as Aubrey, but had an athletic build with a flat stomach and shapely arms with slender, silky thighs. Her face looked even more beautiful as water ran down over it from her wet hair. I wanted to feel her. I wanted to run my hands over her and lick the water off her body, but I held back, for the moment was only going to get sweeter.
Kara, the smallest of the three, had white skin that stood in contrast to her black tattoos covering large sections of her body. Her tits were small and perfect, with hard nipples that I recalled having in my mouth. She was a mega-fan of Twenty One Pilots, and many of the tattoos were related to them. Well, except for the latest tattoo on her hand.
“You’re staring at us,” Kara said with a smile.
“I’d be crazy not to,” I said. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you three.”
“I was just thinking the same thing about you,” Aubrey said with a coy smile. “See, I can be a little mushy.”
“We need some towels,” Benji said.
“Maybe Jack can blow dry us,” Kara said.
“Ugh, that was so bad, Kara,” Aubrey said.
“What? I’m not all used to this being sexy stuff. The way Jack looks at me, though…I don’t know. I just feel sexy. Like he wants to tear into me. I hope he does.”
“Benj
i’s got dibs on him, at least at first,” Aubrey said. “We are going to make sure that dick goes in. I’m not having number three wife be a Jack virgin for one more night.”
“We’re not numbered,” Benji said.
“Spoken just like a three,” Aubrey said, and then smiled, breaking the tension. “I’m kidding.”
“Okay, fine, but I want my share as well. It’s been like a week or more since I’ve had my fun with him,” Kara said.
“Ladies, I’m right here, and I think I can handle all of you just fine,” I said.
“Um, I saw a clean sheet in the storage room,” Benji said. “I say we grab it and find a place in…this place.”
“The TV room,” I said. “Kara’s kind of a screamer, and that way we won’t wake the other girls.”
“Hell, yeah! I love this plan,” Aubrey said, grabbing her bikini off the towel bar.
“I’ll get the sheet,” Kara said. “And I’ve been holding back with you, Jack. You haven’t heard anything yet.”
Nothing moves people like preparing for sexy time stuff. In a matter of seconds, we ended up in the TV room. We quickly moved the chair and had the sheet on the floor. Even before the last air bubble left the sheet, hands were on me.
They were fierce and grabby as if none of this was going to last more than a minute, and they all wanted to get in what they could.
Benji took front and center, and in the fainter light of the TV room, she looked amazing. Her still-damp hair clung to her face and all the way down to her bare chest. I went to her lips first, kissing her gently with soft pecs. She breathed out slowly as I moved to her neck, kissing her and then slid my tongue to her shoulder.
I felt the presence of Aubrey and Kara on either side of me. They weren’t touching me, but I felt their heat and their lust for me radiating from them, so riddled with passion that I didn’t need an extra sense. It got me harder, thinking of these three women.
I bent down, pulling Benji with me, until we were both on our knees. We met lips again, and this time, we went deep and pulled each other in, as if the other held our next breath. Benji moaned and bit my bottom lip before plunging her tongue into my mouth. I pushed back her hair, getting a look at that face before kissing her again.
