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

by Matt Coolomon

  The knock at the door came as she left the bathroom. It resonated through her, giving her goose-bumps and weakening her knees as she tentatively opened the door.

  “Hi,” she uttered softly, peering up at the older man.

  Thomas’ eyes lowered to caress her body. “You look beautiful, love. You smell beautiful.”

  “Thanks. It’s jasmine. Do you like it?”

  “I do. I like that too,” he grinned, lowering his eyes to look at her again. “It’s very pretty on you.”

  Justine had picked out a couple of teddies to wear for the men. She had on a yellow tinged, see-through one that had a lace trim. It ended at her hips and opened there with two fabric buttons holding the sides together. Her breasts were clearly visible through it. She had on the matching panties. They were also completely see-through and the garment didn’t conceal them at all.

  Thomas squeezed his erection through his trousers. Justine looked at it, biting down on her smile and blush.

  “Should we have a drink?” Thomas asked.

  She shrugged. “Or you could just take me to the bedroom.”

  He took her hand and led her. She followed and sat on the bed to watch him. He undressed completely with his mature body still quite firm looking and his penis standing strongly erect. She scooted back on the bed as he approached. She lay back with her head on the pillow and her legs straight but tingling too much to have much control over them.

  “You know I’ve fantasised about this for years don’t you, love? I fantasised but never dreamt of actually having a chance to fulfil – or to fill you full,” he chuckled.

  “Well you can fill me full now,” Justine giggled, releasing some of the nervous tension. “I used to tease you on purpose when I was living at home. I knew you were watching, and I used to let you look – especially when we used to have barbeques and swim. I used to like wearing sexy bikinis because of you sitting there with Dad. I think I was teasing both of you, but not in the same way. It was more making Dad squirm with you looking at me.”

  Justine’s body undulated and she moaned softly as Thomas kissed her exposed belly. He popped the two buttons by tugging her teddy open.

  “These haven’t grown much since those barbeque days, love.” He had kissed his way upward and cupped both breasts in his hands. He thumbed over the firm nipples. “I always liked how perfect they looked in your bikini tops – how cute your nipples looked when they got hard like this.”

  He sucked on one, using his tongue to hold it while edging her thighs open with his own. Justine felt her nipple being suckled. His mouth was moving and he was actually suckling her, which made her flush all over with tingles. She also felt his thighs parting hers very deliberately, and the idea of having the older man between her legs again made her blush.

  It had reached the point where Justine decided she would let Thomas do whatever he wanted. He had moved to the other nipple and was suckling it while feeling her free breast and pinching and playing with the nipple he had released and left quite wet and sensitive.

  He lifted suddenly and took hold of her panties at her hips. He pressed her legs up and pulled them from her. He dropped them on the bed beside her, and she gathered them in her hand as he bent back to her breasts and sucked harder on one and then the other.

  “Yeah – a perfect size, love. I’m glad they haven’t gotten too big. I think they suit your slender build just right.”

  “I think so too,” Justine said, watching him squeeze and kiss and suck on them.

  He spent a while there on his knees with his thighs keeping hers open. He kept her legs spread quite wide but hadn’t attempted to touch her there until one of his hands felt down her body and cupped her pussy gently. He was still playing with her breasts ,and that other hand just held her between the legs with a finger wiggling slightly and parting her labia. She was then tempted to lift her hips and try and encourage him to press harder.

  She tried that unconsciously and succeeded in getting some contact against her clitoris. He was pressing against it, then when he rubbed it more deliberately she moaned, and he kissed her, searching his tongue into her mouth and inserting his finger into her vagina at the same time.

  That almost sent Justine into orgasm right then.

  “Yeah, I’m not going to screw you until you’ve cum for me, love. Fingers or tongue?” he whispered as he kissed her some more. “Do you want fingers through your first one? Like this?” he went on, inserting a second finger into her and rubbing back on her G-spot while she couldn’t help grinding down against his grip. “Is that the way – do you want me to finger you to your first orgasm, sweetheart?”

  “Uh huh,” Justine uttered. “I want you to.”

  “Or do you want me to lick you again?” he went on teasingly. “Do you want me to lick you nice like I did this morning?”

  “Uh huh,” Justine uttered again. “I want you to lick me.”

  “Hmm – you want both, huh?” the older man groaned. “You want fingers – like this!” He vibrated his hand, pressing hard back against her pubic bone and making her pant and almost climax again. “You want fingers and tongue, huh?” he went on teasingly, slowing and easing her back from the brink just at the exact right time. “You want me to suck on that little clitty while I’m fingering you, do you?”

  “Uh huh,” Justine panted. “I want you to do that,” she said.

  He kissed her once more then quickly lowered to her spread legs. He peeled open her labia and licked her deep for a moment then inserted two fingers again and sucked on her swollen, exposed clitoris.

  Justine clung to the bed with her little panties still scrunched in one hand. She gripped the covers and arched her body, convulsing in a powerful orgasm as the old neighbour growled into her pussy and reamed her with his fingers.

  She ended up collapsed on the bed with her legs numb and resting wide open while Thomas got into position to have intercourse with her. She watched him edge back a bit and lower himself. He had his erect penis in his hand, and she watched him position it – wiping between her spread open pussy lips. She then closed her eyes as he inserted it, lowering down to lie on top of her, then thrusting to penetrate her fully.

  Justine clung to the older man as he screwed her. She was staring at the ceiling at first, but she was soon driven to another orgasm, and that left her completely spent while the guy on top of her kept thrusting towards his own climax. She felt his excitement build and build then plateau as he seemed to pace himself and slow down.

  “That’s close, love,” he breathed heavily, seeking her eyes and kissing her mouth. “That’s very close,” he said. “Are you sure this is still alright? I bought condoms.”

  “No – it’s okay. It’s fine,” Justine answered softly.

  He tensed but held back, pausing for a second and then resuming his slow, measured thrusts into her. He grinned. “Whew! Nearly,” he chuckled.

  Justine’s blush intensified. “You don’t have to hold back, Thomas. It’s fine. You can cum inside me.” She smiled too, remembering what he had joked earlier. “You can fill me full if you want. I don’t mind.”

  “Oh, you don’t mind, huh?”

  “No I don’t,” she giggled at his funny face.

  He humped her more firmly a few times then grimaced as he fought for control again “Ooh, yeah – that is so close!” he groaned. “I think my – ‘boys’ you called them, didn’t you?” She nodded, blushing some more. “I think my old boys are really full this time, love. And I only had a sperm count done recently and it was good and high!”

  “Was it?” Justine uttered.

  He smiled. He then humped her hard and fast for a bit and tensed, holding again. Then he continued slow and deep, watching her face. “Last chance, love. I can’t hold back any longer and I’m going to cum so hard.”

  “Mmm – I want you to,” Justine replied sweetly. “I want you to fill me up. I want your cum in my belly!” she cried as he crushed her and held firm, jammed up inside of her and
ejaculating. “Uh huh – like that,” she went on. “Mmm – that feels so nice, Thomas. Fill me up. Fill me up with your cum!”

  Thomas completely emptied his balls in her. Her legs were spread and bent with her feet lightly resting against his bottom. He slumped on top of her, exhausted, then slipped from inside of her and rolled aside.

  “That was amazing, love.”

  “I know. It was really amazing,” she replied, touching his chest with her slender young body resting against his side. “You didn’t have to worry, though. I’m not um – you know – it’s not the time of month that I have to worry about falling pregnant yet.”

  “So we’ll need to use condoms later, then? We should pick up some more.”

  “No – you don’t have to. I love it when a guy’s bare, and when he leaves me nice and full,” she smiled. “It feels so nice right now knowing yours is inside me – all those boys swimming around in me!”

  “But I thought my balls were my boys? Now you’re saying my sperm are my boys?” Thomas grinned.

  “Well they’re both boys. They’re big boys and little boys. Big boys who make little boys!” she giggled playfully. “Except now they’re my boys – or they’re still yours but um – now that you’ve pumped them into me I’m allowed to keep them.”

  The older man smoothed her hair and kissed her lips.

  “I like that you’ve got a high sperm count,” she said more seriously. “It makes being full of your semen feel even nicer. Just thinking about it – and thinking when I get to taste it.”

  He kissed her again, searching her mouth with his tongue and rolling half way back on top of her. He was feeling her breasts and humping her side with his penis firming quickly. He worked his way fully on top, and she moaned softly as he penetrated her again. He was more forceful that time. He humped her deep and firm and when he reached his climax he pulled out and lurched up over her.

  Justine accepted his penis just as it burst. She moaned as the several pulses of semen gushed into her throat. She peered up at Thomas watching her. He smoothed her hair to see her eyes. He was still holding his penis and had only forced the head into her mouth.

  He removed his totally spent member and she did as she had with Steven. She kept her lips parted and produced the cum with her tongue for Thomas to see. He smiled and she moved it around in her mouth then swallowed for him.

  “Hmm – I think I just swallowed some of your boys,” she smiled back at him. “But you made me! You made me do it you dirty old man!”

  “He laughed. “I am that! I’m definitely a dirty old man, love!”

  Justine continued to swallow at the strong taste. He lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers again. He kissed her softly but inserted his tongue when she moaned. He kissed her deeply and cuddled her tenderly for a while.

  “That’s so nice. Paul never kisses me after he cums in my mouth,” she uttered. “It’s so nice to be kissed afterwards.”

  “Well, that used to bother me when I was young too, love. It’s silly, though. If a woman’s prepared to let you unload in her mouth and especially if she then swallows it, like you do – well, she deserves to be kissed all she wants.”

  Justine smiled. “I liked being kissed when you were screwing me too. You can do that again next time if you want.”

  Thomas checked his watch and stood. “We’ve still got fifteen minutes before Jasper. Should we go and get a drink?”

  “Okay,” Justine agreed. He was dressed, and she stood with her panties still scrunched in her hand.

  “That’s really a very pretty little nightie, love.”

  “Thanks.” Justine followed his gaze to her little landing strip and bare pussy.

  “I like how short it is,” he grinned.

  She turned around and showed him from behind, peering back over her shoulder as he tilted his head looking at her bottom. He sat on the bed and leaned over to have a better look. Justine untangled her panties and checked over her shoulder again as she bent to step into them.

  “Yeah, that’s nice, love. You used to look so hot from behind in your little bikini pants. It’s nice getting a look at your slit like that – especially all wet and slippery looking,” he grinned.

  “Well I am very slippery down there thanks to you!” she defended, pulling her panties up into place and covering herself. “I hope Jasper doesn’t mind. I hope I still feel nice and tight for him so he enjoys his turn screwing me.”

  “He will, love. Even wet like that, you’re still nice and tight.”

  Thomas followed her out into the kitchenette where she made them coffee. She was leaning on the counter sipping hers while they chatted, and he had another look at her from behind quite deliberately. She watched him as he smoothed a hand over her bottom and cupped her pussy.

  Her eyes closed and she bit her lip. “Mmm – that makes me crazy like that,” she uttered.

  “Does it? You like it from behind?”

  “Uh huh – I love it from behind. You can definitely do that sometimes if you want to.”

  Thomas rubbed into her slit then worked a finger through the edge of her little panties and inserted it to find her searing hot internally. “Jasper’s going to love the feel of you like that, love. I wish I was the one going seconds now – having you already this hot for me.”

  She blushed back at him. “It sounds crude when you call it seconds. It sounds like you mean sloppy seconds.”

  “Except you’re not sloppy,” Thomas grinned. “Just hot and slippery.”

  “Oh – and did your finger slip in?” she giggled. She hadn’t attempted to move away, though. She was actually tilting her pelvis, offering him access. He felt up into her, and she lifted to tip-toes and moaned softly, laying her head on her folded arms and still blushing back at him.

  “I’ll just keep you warmed up until he gets here,” Thomas said.

  She held his eyes as he slowly worked his finger in and out. She thought again about what her father would be thinking, knowing Thomas would be touching her like that and having sex with her. She felt very differently about each of the three men she was going to be giving herself to over the next few weeks. She blushed as the older man grinned at her. He was holding her panties aside, just looking at her. He looked back down at her exposed like that, then he inserted a finger again, making Justine squirm back against his hand.

  She felt differently about each of them: Steven was younger, and it felt quite wrong to be with him, but wrong in an exciting way. Jasper was a confident and attractive man, and someone Justine now saw as directly in competition with her husband. He was very much another man. Thomas was very much a fatherly figure. Justine had known him as long as she could remember and had only recently agreed to stop calling him Mister Griffon. She felt truly loved and very much cared for by him. Pleasuring him with her mouth and hand earlier and then allowing him between her legs felt like giving in to something that he had been wishing for all along. She was so pleased that he had been there when the plane crashed and stranded them, and she was more than happy to let him have his wish.

  “It’s really nice to be doing this with you,” she said to him. “It’s kind of strange, but nice.”

  “It’s amazing, love.”

  “And I told Dad earlier.”

  Thomas’ eyes widened. “You told him?”

  “Uh huh…. I told him you have already had me – so, he knows. And I told him you’re going to be having more sex with me all the while we’re here.”

  Thomas grinned. “What did he say?”

  “Not much – just that he wanted me to come home. He was shocked. He reminded me that you’re his age. So, I told him how virile you are.”

  The older man chuckled. “I’m suddenly feeling young again, love. Thanks to this beautiful body.” He stroked slowly over her breast and down to her belly.

  ****

  There was a knock at the door. It was Jasper, grinning. Thomas kissed Justine and patted the younger man’s back as he passed him in the doorw
ay. Justine was then led to the bedroom where she sat on the bed and scooted back.

  Jasper’s eyes were fixed upon her as he undressed.

  “I’m really wet from Thomas. Are you sure that’s all right?” she uttered.

  Jasper’s grin broadened. “Sloppy seconds, eh?”

  Justine smiled with her blush. “Or slippery seconds at least. I think I might still be tight for you.”

  Jasper was fully erect as he crawled over her, kissing her. He tugged at her panties, and she lifted and wriggled out of them. She opened her legs and he inserted a finger into her, making her moan and squirm.

  “Yeah, that’s tight.”

  “Uh huh – for all three of you,” Justine whispered sweetly. “You can all enjoy how tight I am and leave me gooey and slippery all the time if you want.”

  She moaned as he replaced his finger with his penis and ground into her. “Mmm, I’m still close to cumming from before. Mmm – like that. Make me cum again,” she went on, grinding back against Jasper’s thrusts.

  Justine’s orgasm resurged and thumped through her again. She clung to the man thrusting between her legs and bit into his shoulder as it peaked again and again and left her panting and absolutely exhausted.

  ****

  “You sure you want another load internally?” Jasper was on the verge. He had almost cum a few times and held back, pacing himself. He kissed her. “I’m going to blow in a minute. Are you sure you don’t want me to pull out?”

  Justine shook her head. She opened her legs as wide as she could, holding her knees and spreading herself completely. “You never have to pull out with me,” she breathed into his neck as he surged into her again.

  He humped and bucked and held firm with his face contorting and his body convulsing. “Yeah – there it is, baby,” he groaned.