Shared & Protected

by J P Books

  She looks over at me and laughs. “Hungry, are you?”

  “Starving!” I answer and stand up, thinking ‘it’s time to eat’.

  Janice looks a little disappointed but nods and stand up as well. “Yeah, me too. I guess we should probably head back to the ship for dinner.”

  “Actually,” Oliver points towards where we have left all our belongings at the beach beds. “Dinner is waiting for us here if you’d like to stay.”

  Both Janice and I follow his gaze and see that besides the beach beds is now a table that is full of food. My mouth starts watering while I try to figure out when that had happened. Obviously, Oliver had set it up. I knew we were going to have dinner here, but I thought we would have to go up to the resort. This is way better, though.

  Janice is just as surprised and echoes my thoughts exactly. “When did that happen?!?”

  Oliver smiles at her and I can see her surprise turn to lust in a split second.

  “Just a few moments ago.” He turns to the bartender. “Thank you for all your entertainment today. I’ve arranged to have wine left at the table with our dinner, so you’re free to head back home now, we won’t need anything else.”

  As polite as Oliver is, that is an obvious dismissal. The three of us are about to be alone. Finally.

  We all jump back into the warm water to swim to shore and head up to our feast.

  As Oliver promised, there’s wine waiting for us and we continue drinking. The food looks exquisite and I start piling up cheese, meats, crackers, pickles and artfully chopped veggies on my plate immediately.

  Janice is right with me and I feel like we are little kids again, stuffing our faces after spending all day playing outside in the sunshine.

  That thought surprises me. I had wanted to get to know Janice’s body the first time I had seen her by the ship’s pool, but I haven’t realized how much fun I was actually having just being with her until this moment.

  Just then I catch Oliver’s glance again. Janice’s laughing at something silly I just said, and she puts her hand on my naked chest. Oliver is watching her hand.

  Instantly, the energy changed from playful to sexual, and my nipples harden under her touch. She notices and stops laughing, her eyes moving from mine down to my chest, where her hand stays.

  She lets out a little moan, so faint I only hear it because I’m so focused on her. Her thumb slowly brushes over my nipple and the sensation sends an immediate throb of pleasure to my groin.

  The grunt of approval doesn’t come from me though. It comes from Oliver.

  As soon as she realized it, she drops her hand and turns to look at him, guiltily. The absence of her hand is almost painful.

  I know I should be slow and careful and make sure she’s ok with the unique situation, but for fuck’s sake, I want this woman.

  “Please, don’t stop,” Oliver says, breaking the strained silence.

  Janice looks at him. It’s impossible to understand his comment in any other way when he’s watching us both with pure lust in his eyes. Those eyes are impossible to deny. I can hardly look away from them myself, but I need to see more of Janice.

  She seems to be at war with herself, wanting to continue, but not quite sure what she’s supposed to do. I feel like an out of control teenager again, hormones raging inside me so strongly that I can’t think straight enough to explain to her. Logically, I know that adults have conversations about consent before engaging in any sexual activity, but my brain has already given over complete control to my growing arousal.

  CHAPTER 6

  Leo

  Oliver stands up and slowly walks over to Janice, who’s still silent and unmoving, trying to decide what to do next.

  He holds out his hand to her. “The beds look like a more comfortable place to relax after dinner, will you and Leo come to sit with me?”

  He includes me in the invitation, but he doesn’t break eye-contact with her. She accepts his hand and stands up, looking like she is in a sort of trance held by his smoldering gaze.

  I follow, accepting that Oliver is going to take the lead. He’s always so much smoother than I am and for that, I am grateful!

  He holds her hand and guides her to the beach bed, encouraging her to lounge in the center, and he sits facing her. I sit down on the other side, almost unnoticed. I should probably feel offended to have been so easily forgotten, but I know the power of Oliver’s eyes better than anyone and I’m not worried. If anything, the anticipation is even more intense now.

  Oliver places his hand on Janice’s leg, just below her knee, and slowly trails his fingers down her calf. Janice and I both watch those fingers.

  “You’re a beautiful woman, Janice,” he says, “both Leo and I have been mesmerized by you all day. Have you been enjoying yourself?”

  She nods. “I have, you’re both so…interesting,” she says carefully.

  Oliver gives her a little half smile and I stay quiet, waiting for what will happen next.

  “Interesting, yes, that’s a good word for us. We have a rather unique relationship,” his hand continues to trace lines up and down her leg, occasionally passing over one of her tiny feet, making her toes curl.

  “We work together, of course, we’ve told you about our restaurant business. But we also tend to share the same taste in women. When we saw you sitting by the pool by yourself the other day, we agreed that you shouldn’t be left alone like that. We’d like to make sure that you’re not alone tonight. Would you like to stay with us?”

  “With…stay with both of you?” Janice asks, sounding more hopeful than questioning.

  “If you prefer, you can choose one of us alone, whomever you’d like. The other will respectfully return to the ship, without question. But, we are both very much enamored with you, and would love to share the experience of your pleasure, if you’d be willing.”

  Enamored? Share the experience of your pleasure? Where does Oliver come up with this stuff, I wonder. But Janice is clearly interested in what he’s saying so I just wait, letting him do the wooing.

  “You’re both…I mean, I’ve never…,” she isn’t quite sure what to say.

  “You can do anything you’d like, to either of us, any time you’d like. Or you can simply relax and let us explore your body…,” Oliver’s hand moves further up her thigh, giving her a taste of what it might feel like to have his hands exploring her body like he promised.

  She whimpers softly and nods. “I think I’d like that,” she replies, a playful grin spreading across her face.

  That is all the consent I need and I move slightly, turning more towards her. Her eyes dart to me and she relaxes a little bit when she catches my smile.

  Her hand comes up to the side of my face and she runs her fingers through my hair. I turn my face towards her and kiss her wrist.

  “I’ve been wanting to do this for days,” she admits to me.

  “And I’ve been wanting to do this,” I reply, as I lean in and kiss her. She tastes like the wine we had been drinking, and her fingers close around my hair, pulling me deeper into the kiss.

  Lightning strikes of desire are racing through my body and my groin tingles. My hands start roaming and find one of her full breasts. I release it from the confines of her bikini and I break our kiss so that I can see her naked beauty.

  I kiss my way down her neck and she lets her head fall back into the pillows. I can see her legs spread slightly, as Oliver’s hand is still running up and down her legs, getting higher with each stroke.

  I find her nipple with my mouth and suck. She gasps and arches her back, making my hips thrust in answer. Holy fuck, I need this woman.

  Janice makes little gasps and moans as I run my tongue in circles around her nipple. I feel her legs open even wider and know Oliver is continuing his exploration as well. The thought of his fingers inside her slick crevice make my own erection jerk and pulse with a life of its own.

  “I want…,” she mu
rmurs, “I need to see you.”

  She doesn’t specify who or what she wants to see, but her hands are pulling at the string on my swim shorts. I shift in order to pull them off, maneuvering over my hard length. Her eyes rest on my penis, and her fingers follow. I shift again, to give her better access. She runs her finger around the head of my cock and I hold back a moan.

  She’s exploring me and it’s a beautiful torture. Her hands wrap around my shaft and squeeze lightly, quickly, and then move down to fondle my balls. That drives me insane, and she can tell. She smiles wickedly at me and continues to play with them as my dick twitches and strains with desire.

  She looks over at Oliver, who’s been watching us silently. He stands up, removes his swim trunks in one swift motion and let her take in his impressive manhood. He is huge. I’m not exactly small myself, but his equipment is in a league of its own.

  Knowing Oliver as well as I do, I’m not jealous or worried about being compared to him. Because of his size, women often find it almost painful to have sex with him, and he has sort of evolved his sexual appetite to enjoy oral over actual intercourse.

  Not me, though. I want to plunge into Janice’s soft, warm, wet pussy and feel her body greedily accept every inch of my hard cock.

  Oliver moves back to the bed, but closer to her this time, sitting beside her so she can caress him as she has done me.

  It’s as if she instinctively understands his preferences though and, before he can sit down, she grabs his ass and holds him in a kneeling position, so that his rod is at attention, right in line with her inviting mouth.

  I watch her lean forward and press her tongue against the head of his cock, and then take his tip in her mouth. He moans, loudly, but doesn’t move.

  Janice makes a noise of encouragement in return, excited by his vocal approval.

  I’m excited too. My dick is so hard I can feel it pulsing with every heartbeat. Janice is still firmly massaging my balls with one hand and I watch her reach her other hand to mimic the same treatment on Oliver’s package.

  Somehow, imagining him feeling what I’m feeling makes everything even more erotic and I start to pant.

  “Yes,” she says, pulling her mouth off of Oliver for a moment to breath. “I love hearing you – both of you. God, you’re both so sexy…”

  She turns her head towards me and says, “Leo, please, I need you inside me.”

  Fuck yeah. I stand up and got ready to position myself over top of her. She’s still wearing her bikini bottoms and I decide to leave them on. I straddle her and lean forward to take a taste. I couldn’t go in without having a sample first. I trail my tongue over the top of her bikini and I can tell that she’s clean shaved, but with a line of hair directing me to her tiny nub of pleasure.

  She gasps and bucks against me as I increase the pressure and move my hands to separate her thighs. With one finger, I move the small strip of cloth to the side and gently find her opening. She’s wet and warm, and welcoming, just like I have imagined.

  “You’re so wet, Janice, and you taste incredible. What should I do with this beautiful pussy of yours,” I ask rhetorically.

  I don’t want to move my face away from between her legs, but I also know that I need to be inside her, and soon.

  With perfect timing, Oliver hands me a condom. Where he got it from, I have no idea, but I couldn’t care less. I get to my knees and rip the package open. As I roll it over my rock hard cock, I watch as he replaced my mouth with his fingers.

  Janice has her head thrown back, her eyes closed, and her mouth is open. She is still moving her hand sensually over Oliver’s immense length, but her body is entirely focused on the movement of his fingers inside of her.

  I’m mesmerized. It’s like watching porn, only I can feel and smell it for myself.

  Fucking hot.

  Oliver notices that I’m ready and stops, offering me access once again. Janice whimpers when his fingers leave her body, but her eyes darken expectantly when she sees me, ready to enter.

  “Wait,” she demands. “I want…”

  She trails off, obviously not sure how to ask for what she wants.

  Oliver cups her face in his hand and runs a thumb over her bottom lip.

  “What do you want, sexy? Just tell us,” he encourages her.

  Making up her mind, Janice scoots up on the bed. She gives Oliver’s ass a squeeze and then guides him back off the bed so that he is standing, facing her, and then she points at me.

  “You lay down with your legs hanging off the bed here,” she indicates that I should lay down facing Oliver.

  This should be interesting I think, doing as I was told.

  “Good boys,” she says, with that wicked smile of hers again. “God, you two really are sexy.”

  Her eyes rake down over Oliver’s lean body and up mine, stopping at my cock, which is now throbbing inside of its protective casing.

  She runs her finger up and down my length, and around my head and I can’t stop my hips from thrusting in answer.

  She gets to her knees and swings one leg over the top of me so that she’s straddling me. Backward.

  Oh for fuck’s sake, this woman is incredible.

  Taking my earlier cue, she moves her bikini bottom to one side and parts her lips to slip one of her own fingers inside, testing the lubrication. She positions her entrance above my dick and slowly settles down until I’m deep inside her.

  We both moan. I fight to control myself, grabbing her hips and forcing myself even deeper into her. Holy fuck.

  She doesn’t move for a while, and I look up to watch her pull Oliver towards her. He’s been watching us and is panting himself, enjoying her ride as much as I am.

  Her tongue darts out to taste the drop of his precum that has leaked out and he moans and puts his hand on the back of her head, encouragingly.

  Janice’s mouth opens and I hear her hum as she tries to take in as much of Oliver’s huge member as she can.

  She starts to rock back and forth, her body moving at the same pace as her bobbing head. This is fucking hot. I focus all my energy on breathing so that I don’t blow my load too soon.

  “Oh fuck, Janice, I need you.” I pant.

  She moans in answer and rocks harder on top of me. I hold her hips and thrust up, desperate to bury myself as deep inside her as I can. I’m on the edge of exploding, grunting with every plunge.

  I fucking need to come.

  I hear Oliver panting behind her moans. He sounds just as close. I wait for him to come first but I can feel my balls starting to tighten and I know I can’t hold on much longer.

  “Holy fuck, Oliver, I need you to come,” I say.

  Apparently, this works. He answers me with a breathless, “Yes,” and Janice moans throatily over his cock. I imagine what the vibrations must feel for them and the pressure becomes unbearable.

  “Come for us, Oliver,” I encourage, and he starts to pants rapidly. “I need you to come, come for Janice. Come in her mouth, come for her.”

  His panting gets louder, and I can tell he’s going to come. She’s encouraging him with small noises and thrusting her body on top of me as she bobs her head over his cock.

  Finally, I hear him let out a long, gasping moan and I know he’s just blown his load down her throat.

  So fucking hot. I can’t wait any longer.

  “Janice,” I push and pull her hips back and forth as I drive deep inside of her. “Janice, I need to come, too. I want you to come with me, baby. I need you to come now.”

  I hear her swallow and take a deep breath. I glance up and Oliver still has his fingers in her hair and her nails are digging into his ass. Shit, that’s hot.

  “Oh my god, yes,” she gasps, “yes Leo, I’m going to come. I’m so close.”

  She takes the lead, riding me at her own pace, which is getting more furious by the second.

  I fucking need to come.

  Every muscle in my body is ten
se and I’m slamming into her as she starts to cry out. I can feel her lose control of her body and I grab her hips and take over, moving her to the same rhythm. I can feel her pussy tighten around me and I can’t hold off anymore.

  “Holy fuck,” I say one last time, as I explode inside of her, my body going rigid as I pump my seed into her, my cock pulsing with pleasure.

  After a minute, I let go of her hips and start to breathe normally again. I watch Oliver petting her hair. She slowly lifts herself off of me and sits beside me.

  I’m totally spent but I force myself to pull the condom off and throw it away. When I return, Janice lies down beside me with one of her legs draped over one of mine. Oliver pulls closer one of the other beds and lies down on the other side of Janice. He slips his arm under her head and pulls her into him, protectively.

  I roll over a bit to spoon her, and the three of us fall into an exhausted sleep, right there on the beach underneath the gorgeous Caribbean stars.

  CHAPTER 7

  Janice

  I wake up inside a menagerie of arms and legs, feeling more peaceful that I could remember being in a very long time. Maybe ever.

  Remembering the activities of the previous night and starting to feel very self-conscious, I slowly try to extricate myself from Oliver’s protective embrace and Leo’s haphazard sprawl.

  The men don’t wake but shift enough so that I can get up.

  I check the beach to make sure it’s still as private in the morning as it had been last night. Once convinced I’m safe, I sneak down to the ocean, still wearing my bikini bottoms somehow, and go for an almost skinny dip to clear my head.

  The water is warm but refreshing, and I swim around for a while, allowing flashes of the night to come back, feeling my core excited at the memories.

  God, that was a good night. I felt things that I’d only read about in my favorite books. I’m sure the alcohol consumption was responsible for embellishing a few memories, but I think it had more to do with the fact that I had decided to ignore my shyness, body image hang-ups and beliefs about what sex should be like.