Young Wife Shared on a Desert Island (First Cuckolding Book 5)

by Matt Coolomon

  “Unless they…?” Her father’s voice faltered. “Do you mean…?”

  “Well, it could happen, I guess…. I’ve already been unprotected with each one of them, and over the next few weeks it’s going to be happening all the time…. There’s probably a strong possibility that one of them will get me pregnant, but that just adds to the excitement and native adventure.” Justine giggled. “It’s a lot like the story in that erotic book of yours I found that time, Dad. Except that was with a married couple living with natives in the jungle – but the same result, with the wife ending up being shared with some of the native men.”

  “That was fiction, sweetheart. What you’re allowing is real. Won’t you please reconsider?”

  “Um…. No, Dad. I don’t want to reconsider…. And yes, it was fiction, but it was your book, so you must have liked the idea…. I’m quite sure the memory of that story has a lot to do with the way I feel about doing this.”

  “So, there’s nothing I can say? And you’ve already…? Even with Thomas?”

  “Yes, Dad, Thomas has had sex with me once. It’s already done…. From now on he’ll just be feasting on more of what he’s already tasted – so to speak.”

  “But he’s my age, sweetheart.”

  “Yes, but he’s still a virile man – quite virile, actually! I can certainly attest to that.”

  “Oh! Really?”

  “Oh, yes. If any of them do get me pregnant, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s Thomas – if he hasn’t already,” Justine added with a giggle, thoroughly enjoying the way her father was obviously squirming on the other end of the line.

  “I think I’m going to be sick,” he said.

  “Oops. Too much information, huh?”

  Her father pleaded once more. “Please, just come home, sweetheart?”

  “No, Dad. I’m fine. Everything’s fine…. I have to go now. They’re all waiting for me.”

  ****

  They were eating in the main restaurant downstairs, so Justine used the dress she had originally brought to wear to the Christmas party. It was a little red party dress with the top fitted and quite revealing without a bra. The bodice merely cupped her small breasts and opened away from them when she bent forward. Even standing upright there was a view down almost to her nipples.

  “I should have bought a bra to wear with this,” she said to Thomas as he greeted her, grinning as his eyes rolled down to have a look.

  “No – looks fine like that, love.”

  “I know it does for you men, but what about other men tonight? I don’t want to flash everyone!”

  “Well, we’re sitting over the back in a booth. You hide in the corner and we won’t let anyone else look,” the older man assured her warmly.

  “Okay – you can protect me,” Justine uttered, cuddling up as she was led through the restaurant to where Jasper, Steven and Paul were seated and waiting. They all had a look at her breasts as she slid into the booth. She ended up between Jasper and Thomas with Jasper still looking as she got settled, tugging the skirt of her dress down her thighs a little.

  “That’s nice – can see a nipple like that,” Jasper said.

  The dress gaped at the top even more while sitting. There was a full inch of space between the fabric and her breasts. Justine checked down her front to find them completely on display for Jasper and Thomas. She was bare, as if topless for them.

  “Okay, but this is only for you men to enjoy me like this – you have to make sure no other men get to look at my breasts.”

  Steven checked around. “No one can see in here,” he said.

  “Stand up and see if you can see down my front from there,” Justine said to him. “That’s where the waiter will be standing.”

  Steven got up and stood by the table trying to see down her dress. “I can see them a little bit. Sit back and I’ll check.”

  Justine rested back.

  “That’s better. Just sit like that – you can’t even tell you’re not wearing a bra like that.”

  “Okay – thank you, Steven,” Justine offered as the young guy edged back into the booth. He was craning his neck to have another look, and she smiled at him and leaned forward deliberately. “You can look at them but you have to tell me if I’m showing too much,” she said.

  “I can just see your nipples like that,” he told her.

  “Do you mind if I take a quick picture, love?” Thomas asked. “I’m a member of a downblouse site and that would make a great snap-shot. Not with your face, though – just your little tits down your dress like that.”

  “Okay,” Justine blushed, meeting her husband’s eyes. “But you have to tell me when it’s online so I can have a look too. Do people comment and that?”

  “Sure, love! Your little ones will get lots of comments.”

  Thomas focused his camera. “Get full nipples and everything,” Jasper advised him.

  “Lean forward a bit more, love.”

  Justine leaned forward more, peering up at Thomas’s camera.

  “Can I include your pretty face too, love? It makes a far more sexy pic!”

  “Okay,” Justine uttered. “As long as Dad doesn’t see me online,” she added with a giggle. “He’s stressing out big time as it is.”

  Jasper was looking at the skirt of her little party dress stretched across her slender thighs. He slipped an arm around her, and with Thomas still taking pics he tugged at her dress. He pinched the fabric at her hips and worked the hem up until they could see the soft triangle of white panty between her thighs.

  “Ooh, yeah – little white ones still,” he grinned around at the others.

  “I bought three new pairs of white ones. I know you guys like white,” Justine said.

  “It’s like the shape of your lips are more visible through white,” Jasper said. “It shows the puffy bits and the slit between them.”

  “I like your white ones too,” Justine said softly. “Sometimes I can see the shape of your penis – especially when we go swimming. I really like it when I can see the helmet part.”

  The men chuckled. “Okay, so new rule! Everyone has to wear white while swimming,” Thomas announced. “I’ll even come swimming and wear my white ones for you, love.”

  Justine giggled. She looked down at her legs with Thomas snapping another pic. He smiled and winked. “It’s downblouse and upskirt on the site, love. This is all right?”

  “Yes, but don’t get any big ideas about anything too porno now that you can use your camera again.”

  Thomas had been missing his camera, being unable to recharge the battery for the past month.

  “You’re not allowed to bring it with you when you have me or anything!”

  “Speaking of that, we have to pick up the sheets sets tomorrow. Do you want to come and pick them out?” Jasper asked Justine.

  “Okay. I want to buy three sets so I can wash and change them each day and make them nice for you men. That way I’ll be from my bath and everything will be clean and fresh for each of you…. But did you find a bathtub for me?”

  “We did, love. It’s a canvas one. It should be fine.”

  “We can set it up in the cabin for you – make you your own bathroom,” Jasper added.

  “That was my idea!” Steven announced proudly.

  “Sure was! Young Steven here found the bath in a camping supplies shop and said we should make a spot for it,” Thomas declared, packing his camera away.

  “Thank you, Steven,” Justine offered sweetly.

  He was craning his neck to look down into her lap. She checked again to see her panties were still visible.

  “It’s only us that can see them,” Jasper said, checking around. “You don’t want to cover up, do you? It’s hot checking them out in a restaurant like this.”

  “You could use your napkin in your lap when the waiter comes,” Paul suggested.

  Steven got up to check from the end of the table again. “Can’t see anything from here,” he announced. “Have to lean rig
ht over the table like this to see,” he added, demonstrating what he meant.

  Justine’s panty covered bottom was on the soft leather seat. They had her dress hiked up at the back but she had bought cotton bikini-brief panties as she didn’t like G-string, and the men had all said they thought the brief style was sexy. They could only see the crotch in front with her dress stretched tight across her hips.

  “It’s nice there’s only that soft fabric covering what we all want, baby,” Jasper whispered to her. “Just that thin layer of panty and then that warm slit we’re all waiting to wet our dicks in again.”

  She blushed and smiled. “Is that what you think about when you look at them – getting your penises wet in me?”

  “Pretty much,” Jasper said.

  “Yeah, love – pretty much,” Thomas agreed.

  “I think about my dick going in deeper than anyone ever has before,” Steven whispered with a big grin and eyes wide.

  They all laughed. Justine glared at him. “Steven!” she scolded, giggling.

  “Well, I can’t help it! They said what they think about, and that’s what I think about,” he defended. “I can’t wait to try it again.”

  The men continued laughing. Justine shook her head in slight embarrassment at the thought of what he was thinking. She was embarrassed because she really liked the idea of him being deeper inside of her than her husband ever had. He was probably two inches longer than Paul, she estimated.

  She kept thinking about that all through dinner, and she kept her dress hiked up for them to look at her panties and only covered up when a waiter was serving them. She used the napkin for that and moved it aside as soon as she could.

  After the meal she was taken to a dance floor by Thomas and then passed to Jasper. It was slow-dance music so she was held close by each man.

  Jasper kissed her a few times while having his turn. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, making her head swoon. He leaned back a bit to have a look down her dress. She checked to find her nipples visible for him.

  “You didn’t buy a bra, though?” he asked.

  “Actually, I did. It’s just a soft white one. I can use it for swimming, and it will be see-through for you men when it’s wet. Plus I can use it for when Loco is around and for when we go home.”

  Jasper chuckled. “Well, I guess that’s within the island rules. As see-through as that blue singlet we hope, though.”

  “I think even more so. It’s a little bit see-through while it’s dry and I think it will be almost transparent when it’s wet.”

  “Yeah? Speaking of wet – I hope you’re going to be nice and wet for me tonight.”

  “Um – I think I will be,” Justine uttered. “I feel really nervous, and that usually means I end up excited.”

  “I think I should go and have my bath soon, though. Before it gets too late.”

  “What if we give you an hour from right now?”

  “Um – are you first?” Justine blushed.

  “No – Thomas is first. We tossed a coin and he won.”

  “Oh! Really – you tossed a coin?”

  “We did. I called heads and it was tails. The old dude won first go with you, and I have to settle for seconds tonight.”

  Justine whispered through her blush. “Do you mind going second? I could wash myself after him.”

  “No – that’s all right. I’m sure we’ll be having seconds and thirds all the while on the island. I’ve been thinking about it, and it’s not going to stop me from trying to pleasure you, baby. With old Thomas and young Steven both doing you unprotected, I’m still going to be going down on you – don’t worry about that. I love giving as much as I love receiving oral, and if it’s good enough for you to look after all three of us with blowjobs it’s good enough for us to return the favour.”

  Justine cuddled up close. “So, I shouldn’t even shower after Thomas tonight?”

  “No, baby. Just lie there and wait. He’ll only have warmed you up for me.”

  “Okay, I will,” she uttered, meeting another kiss and being crushed in a strong embrace.

  “I was also thinking that I might do something for Steven again tonight – maybe before my bath,” she whispered softly. “You men have been eating all that red meat today, and I’m sure you’re all feeling very energetic,” she added with a giggle. “I don’t think it would be fair to be with you two older men and make Steven go to bed still full of energy. I think I should be a good pretend girlfriend and offer to give him another release in my mouth.”

  Jasper kissed her softly once more. “Damn that’s sexy, baby! You want to suck him off again, eh? Take another load of his cum in your mouth?”

  “Yes, I want to. Mmm – I can’t wait to swallow for all of you men again. You have to let me do it for you every day that we don’t do you-know-what else! If I’m going to be your girlfriend, then your semen is all mine!”

  ****

  Once back at the booth, Justine asked Steven to walk her to her room. She bent to kiss Thomas’ cheek, and he had a look at her firm nipples. “I’ll be up in an hour, then,” he whispered to her.

  “Ok, Thomas. One hour,” she replied sweetly, waiting another moment while he had a good look at her fully exposed breasts.

  “You men will have to take me out to a nice restaurant again while we’re here if you want me to wear this dress for you. I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to.”

  She left her husband with a glance and smile, and took Steven’s hand. In the elevator, Steven stood staring down the front of her dress as well. There was another couple and the man was watching him while Justine blushed. When they left, the guy brushed close and had a very deliberate look too.

  “Come inside for a minute,” she said to Steven when he was turning from her door. She led him in and faced him. “Tonight I’m going to let Thomas and Jasper have sex with me.”

  “What – at the same time?”

  “No – first one and then the other. They’re both going to be taking me to bed, and I don’t think my white panties are going to be staying in place for long when they do,” she giggled. “I’ve got a feeling they are going to end up tossed on the floor and my legs are going to be spread wide open this time.”

  She squeezed Steven’s erection through his pants, smiling up at him. She unzipped his jeans and worked her hand in through the fly. “Or from behind – if either of them want me like that. I’d really love for one of them to get me on my hands and knees and just pull my panties down like that. I wouldn’t be able to move! If a guy did that to me I’d just wait for him to hop on,” she virtually moaned.

  She had Steven’s penis out and was stroking it lovingly. “That’s what Paul used to do sometimes. He used to push me over onto my knees and pull my panties down. Then he would just hop on my back and have me. But I didn’t exactly think about him when he did it. It could be any of you men and I’d just stay still and let you mount me…. I’d let you mount and mate with me like that – like a stallion mounting a mare,” she grinned teasingly up at Steven. “At least you’re like a big stallion with this huge thing, aren’t you?”

  She was still stroking and she took the head in her mouth, moaning and softly sucking it. He had gripped the wall above her, and he began thrusting with his hips – sort of jerking spasmodically and jabbing the narrow glans of his penis at the back of Justine’s throat. She allowed that for a little while then extracted the long member to catch her breath and swallow at the gag feeling until it settled.

  “You can have me on my hands and knees when it’s your turn if you want,” she went on sweetly. “After the other two men have me tonight it will be your turn next – when we get back to the island.” She sucked the head again, letting it pop out from her mouth.

  Steven bucked and cried out. He thrust again and held firm, and Justine squeezed her eyes shut as he ejaculated in her mouth. “Mmm,” she moaned softly as the hot, tangy fluid flooded her bottom teeth and oozed up over her tongue. The head was pressing against her thr
oat but she had her throat deliberately closed so the spurts didn’t choke her, rather she waited and let the fluid settle in her mouth until he stopped actually ejaculating.

  He finally did stop, and his penis softened quickly. She held his semen for a bit longer while sucking and peering up at him. It was thick and there was a lot of it. She closed her eyes again and swirled it around his penis while swallowing at the taste of it but still keeping the bulk of it in her mouth. She had a hand between her clenched thighs and was unconsciously squirming on her fingers. Steven was grinning down at her, and she smiled back up at him. She removed his spent member from her mouth and kept her mouth open slightly – just enough for him to see as she moved his semen forward with her tongue. She tilted her head back a bit and opened wider for him, showing him unashamedly. “Should I swallow it?” she uttered. “Do you want me to, Steven?”

  “I want you to,” he said, and she blushed.

  She swallowed softly and very obviously.

  “You guys love that, don’t you? Watching a girl swallow your semen.”

  “Watching you do it is amazing,” he said wondrously. “I can’t believe someone like you would swallow my semen.”

  “I like doing it for you,” Justine uttered. “I’ve thought about it before, you know?”

  “Have you?”

  “Of course! I’ve noticed the way you look at me, and I find it exciting.” She took his soft penis back into her mouth as she said that. She held his thighs and sucked it while he watched.

  “I can’t believe you have my dick in your mouth,” he stated bluntly and sort of comically.

  Justine offered a muffled giggle then removed the firming member. “Hmm – well I like you watching me with your dick in my mouth, but I have to have my bath and get ready for the other men now.”

  She pushed him away and out the door, then drew a bath and turned on the spa for a while before turning it off to concentrate on shaving. She shaved her legs and between them as well, leaving only her tiny landing strip – something her husband always insisted on, but now she was preparing herself down there for other men, and that had her tingling with excitement. She wanted to look and feel perfect for them. She wanted her father’s friend and her other boss to find her completely smooth and soft between the legs. She was so happy to have bath-oils right then.