by Genelia Love
I laid back into the fluffy pillows on the bed. I was really impressed that this family went out of their way to help other people in need.
“Regarding your feelings of guilt. Even if you let society dictate your actions, which you normally don’t, you don’t have to decide anything today or tomorrow. You have all the time in the world to figure out what's right for you. Just make sure that when you make your decision, it is you and your heart that makes the decision – not what you believe other people will think. It isn’t their life, and they don’t have to live it.”
“You're right.”
“Of course, I am. I’m always right. I would have thought you figured that out by now.”
“Oh, Lord, it’s hard to be humble. When you’re perfect in every way,” I started to sing to her.
“Yep. That song could have been written just for me.”
“Do what makes you happy. You deserve to be happy.”
“I do, don’t I? Because I am a phenomenal woman.”
“Now who is humble?”
We chatted back and forth for a while, and she had to go.
But before she got off the phone, she said that she figured that since I was there with two men that they were pretty open-minded about sexuality. She knew that I have always had some fantasies. “Now is the perfect time to experiment. If you like it, then awesome. If you don’t, then don’t do it again.”
I laid back into the bed and thought about our conversation. She was right, about everything.
After planning for a few minutes, I asked Joan if there was any way I could go to the mainland for some shopping.
She called Kevin and since he was finished for the day, he agreed to take me. I grabbed a taxi to the downtown shops. It didn’t take me long to find what I was looking for. I was back on the island before the men got back from work.
After dinner, I told them that I was tired and was going to go lay down in my room. I told them that I would see them later. I was almost mad at myself when I saw the concern on their faces, but I figured they would forgive me when they saw what I had in mind.
I put on my green plaid mini skirt that I bought earlier that day. Then, I slipped on a white, sheer blouse, with most of the buttons undone. Lace thong panties, a garter belt and thigh-high three-inch-heeled boots finished my outfit. The final touch was pig-tails.
Praying that Joan and Frank had retired for the night, I sauntered out of my room into the lounge where Jamel and Xavier were playing a game of pool and drinking some scotch.
Jamel saw me first and dropped his pool cue.
“Damn, woman.”
Xavier turned around, and his eyes grew as wide as saucers.
“What he said. Damn.”
“I’m sorry to disturb you, Sirs. But I was told that I had broken some rules at this school, and I needed to come see you for my discipline.”
Jamel smiled and stood up straight. “Is that so?”
I nodded, trying to look demure and innocent, terrified that I looked stupid and they would laugh at me.
Xavier sat down on one of the chairs, pointed to a spot in front of him and said, “Come here, now.”
I slowly walked over.
“Before anything happens tonight, do you remember what you are supposed to say if anything makes you uncomfortable or you don’t want to do.”
I nodded.
“What are you supposed to say?”
“Red.”
“That would be ‘red, Sir.”
“Red, Sir.”
Xavier ran his hand from my knee, up my leg, to my lacy panties. He rubbed my pussy through my panties. I was instantly wet.
He looked at Jamel.
“She has been a naughty girl. Perhaps she does deserve some punishment.”
Jamel slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them and his underwear down to his ankles.
Then, Xavier grabbed me by the arm and pulled me over to him.
“Don’t forget the word.”
I nodded, not sure I could talk because I was getting excited. This was a fantasy that I had had for as long as I could remember.
Xavier pulled me over his knee, putting my face right in front of Jamel’s cock. I tentatively licked the head of his cock, before sucking the huge knob into my mouth, caressing it with my tongue.
I licked Jamel’s cock from the tip all the way to the base as Xavier pushed my skirt up to my waist. He pulled my panties down just enough to give him full access to my ass and pussy. A loud gasp escaped from my lips as Xavier’s hand landed across my crack, covering both of my ass cheeks.
Groaning, I wiggled my ass at him in a silent beg for more.
I traced Jamel’s huge, stone-hard shaft with the very tip of my tongue. Xavier’s hand came down once more, the edge of his hand crashing against my pussy.
A huge volt of electricity travelled through my body. The feeling of being spanked like this was better than I had ever imagined it could.
Over and over, Xavier’s hand landed on my ass and pussy as I sucked on Jamel’s cock. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, wrapping my tongue around the shaft. I gently nibbled as I licked, causing Jamel to moan.
“Baby, get down on the floor on all fours.”
Xavier helped me off of his lap. My reddened ass was throbbing with a heat that made my pussy a soaking sauna.
I got down on all fours as he requested. He pushed my skirt back up to my waist and pulled my panties down to my thighs. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and quickly buried his hard shaft deep inside of my pussy.
Instantly, the heat exploded inside of me, blasting his cock with a wave of molten lava. Xavier knelt down in front of me, offering his cock for me to suck.
I eagerly opened my mouth wide, taking as much of him in my mouth as I could. I moved my head up and down on his cock, keeping time with the cock that was stretching my pussy walls.
Xavier grabbed my tits, squeezing them, kneading them, pulling on them. I was sucking on the head of his cock, flicking it with my tongue, then lapping it, as though it was my favorite candy.
Jamel had grabbed both of my hips. As he slammed into my pussy, he used my hips to pull me to him. Deeper and hard he slammed into me.
Meanwhile, Xavier had my nipples between his fingers. He was pulling them away from my tits and rubbing them.
Moaning against Xavier’s cock, a thousand volts of electricity continuously shot through my body, melting my insides. Once again, a jet stream of blazing liquid enveloped Jamel’s shaft as he buried it deep inside of me once more. Then, his cock vibrated inside of me, detonating a bomb of hot cum.
When Jamel stopped throbbing, he asked if I would like to lick the taste of us off of his cock.
“Yes, please.”
He and Xavier switched places.
Xavier leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I was wondering if you would like to try anal again?”
I nodded. “Be gentle.”
“Of course, my love.”
First, Xavier pushed his cock inside of my pussy so he could get it lubricated with all of the hot liquid that filled me and was dripping down my leg. Then, he pulled it out of my pussy and pressed the head of his dick against my waiting ass.
Gently, slowly, he pushed it into my ass. Tiny bit by tiny bit he entered me, until his entire shaft was sheathed inside. He moaned, and while he was buried deep inside of me, he slapped my ass cheek.
Moaning, I began to lick Jamel’s cock, loving the combined taste of us. I touched the base of his cock with my tongue, then slowly traveled up until I was at the ridge surrounding the head.
As I moved up Jamel’s cock, Xavier slowly pulled back out of my ass, until just the head was resting just inside the entrance.
Jamel began to rub my nipples with his thumbs as Xavier pushed his way back in.
Meanwhile, I had taken the head of Jamel’s cock into my mouth and was sucking it hard, causing him to gasp. I let go of the head to continue licking our lovemaking off of him.
> Xavier was moving a little faster in and out, burying himself deep inside of me before pulling almost all the way out.
He smacked one of my warmed ass cheeks before pushing himself back in.
Jamel was rubbing my nipples and pulling on them, stretching my tits out even further.
A flame had built back up inside of me, and an electric tingle began in my toes and my head.
I arched my back, and Xavier took his cue, moving gently but faster.
As I licked the last little bit of sex from Jamel’s cock, I cried out loudly and a torrid hot storm raged through me, causing the steady stream of sizzling cum blasted out of my pussy.
Xavier moaned, and came deep inside of my other canal.
Pulling out, all three of us collapsed on the floor of the lounge. I was in ecstasy. I didn’t think that I would ever be able to move.
Electricity was coursing through my body, one wave after the other. My clit and vagina were tingling and throbbing with pure pleasure. My heart thundered like a million racehorses, and I was panting. I wasn’t sure that I was ever going to stop cumming.
Eventually, my body returned to normal, and I could speak.
“Damn.”
“You like?” Xavier asked.
“I ordered. You guys delivered. I’d give you a tip, but my money is in my other dress.”
They had to think about that one or else it really wasn’t that funny. That was okay. I knew that I always told lame jokes when I was tired.
“Where did you get the clothes?”
“I went shopping today while you guys were out.”
“I hope Joan gave you the credit card.”
“Uh, no. I have a job. And some money.”
“You won an all-expenses-paid vacation, remember? You wouldn’t lie to your mother, would you?”
Apparently, all my witty retorts had leaked out with all the cum, because I had nothing. I just stuck my tongue out at Xavier.
“That’s not ladylike.”
“Neither is coming in here, practically begging to be spanked and fucked, but that didn’t stop me, did it.”
Xavier smiled ruefully. “No, I ‘spose not.”
I pulled the boots off and then pushed myself off the floor.
“Boys, I am going to go take a shower. Alone. Because as much as I want to and as much as I crave it, I couldn’t handle too much more of your loving care tonight.”
“We promise we’d be good.”
“There is always tomorrow. Tonight, I'm a wee bit sore.”
I saw the concern immediately flood their faces.
“I’m fine and I absolutely loved every minute of it, or we wouldn’t have continued. But let me tell you something. I’m going to be waddling for a while.”
I kissed each of them on the cheek and waddled away for a shower and more sleep.
11
Lindsey
I went for a walk this morning after breakfast. It was so warm, with the sun’s rays caressing me as I walked. This morning, everything seemed more brilliant. The white-crested waves crashing against the rocks on the edge of the beach were a bright turquoise blue.
Holding my shoes, I squished my toes in the warm sand of the beach, watching the water lap at my feet.
I sat down and leaned back, with my arms bracing me behind me. The sun’s warmth washed over my face. I sighed with pleasure.
So far, this had been incredible. There were two men who had made me feel exhilarated, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. They valued my thoughts and opinions. Jamel took the time to explain everything about his company to me, and didn’t think that I was too stupid to understand.
Both of them had helped me explore my sexuality and discover things that I never knew about myself. They gave me the courage to act out one of the fantasies I had always pictured. They got so involved in making my fantasy come true, that I orgasmed many times. It actually seemed like one continuous orgasm.
They thought that I was beautiful just the way that I was. They weren’t trying to talk me into going on a diet or joining a gym to work out. They loved my curves.
That afternoon, I called home. Mom wanted to know what was going on. Apparently, the word had got out that I was staying on the island alone with Jamel and Xavier, and someone had talked to them about it.
My first thought was “why can’t people just mind their own business?” As Hank Williams sang in his song, “If you mind your own business, you won’t be minding mine.”
“Well, I guess that it would get out sooner or later. There were a lot of people present at the auction. I had taken a month’s vacation. The busybodies would put two and two together to make four eventually,” I told Mom.
“Why did you do it?”
“It was for a charity event. I didn’t expect anyone to bid on me. I’m not most men’s dream of a perfect woman. Then, when they did, I thought that it would be a good experience and a good adventure. I wasn’t dating anyone or involved with anyone. What I do with my body is up to me.”
Mom tried to reassure me that she understood and that she agreed with me that my body was mine.
“If I don’t care what other people are saying about me, why do you care?”
“I don’t want your reputation to be hurt. You're an attorney and want to work with children. What if someone questions your morality?”
“I would tell them Mother Theresa has been dead for a very long time and Jesus does not walk on Earth at the moment. I would tell them that ‘he who is without sin can cast the first stone’. I would tell them that ‘people who live in glass houses should not throw stones’. Mom, I would just tell them that they should look at their own sins and deal with those before they start worrying about mine.”
Mom was quiet for a minute. Then, she told me that I made some very good arguments and that very few people would be able to come back with anything intelligent.
I told her about Jamel and Xavier and how well they treated me. “They have shown me nothing but kindness and love. They always take my thoughts and feelings into consideration. No one has ever treated me like this before. Craig sure as hell didn’t. And now I have two men who are treating me like I’m a goddess.”
“What are you going to do when the month is over and you have to return to the real world?”
“I’m not sure yet. Of course, I will go back to work. As for personally, I think I am falling in love with them. They know that I love the both of them equally. They say that they love me back. One day at a time, Mama.”
She was silent again, and then she told me that she loved me and would support me no matter what decision I made. “However, I’m pretty sure that your father is going to shit a gold brick and will take a lot more convincing.”
“Mama. What language.”
“It’s appropriate for the situation.”
We both laughed. Mom had always had my back, no matter what. Even if she thought I was making a mistake, she supported me and then was there for me to help me pick up the pieces. Dad was too, but he was a lot less obvious about it.
Mom and I talked for a little while longer, and then she told me that she loved me and got off the phone.
I hung out at the beach for a little while longer. Once again, I thought that it would be perfect if there was a dog or two to hang out with. I was sure that all I would have to do was mention it to the men and they would run out and find me the perfect dog. However, I thought it best to go one step at a time.
After a couple of hours, I meandered back to the house.
Joan was bustling around, cleaning and taking care of everything as she always did.
She greeted me with a huge smile.
I took a deep breath and decided that I would just ask her what was going through my mind. I’d never been one to shy away from reality and openness, and I saw no reason to start now.
“Joan do you have a second to talk?”
“Sure, honey. What’s up?
“What do you and Frank think of
me?”
She frowned and asked, “What do you mean?”
“You are not stupid people and you know why I initially came to the island. Do you think that I am some kind of loose woman?”
She laughed. “No. First, I knew about the auction. It was a good cause. Second, I’m not an old-fashioned prude. Sex is a lovely part of life. There are many, many ways to have sex, and let me tell you, Frank is very good at what he does.”
I heaved a sigh of relief. “I’m glad. That means a lot.”
“Let me tell you something else. You have changed them. They are a lot calmer and a lot happier since you’ve been around. I know the auction contract was for a month, but I hope that you’ll be around a lot longer than that.”
“Me too. I think I’m falling in love. With both of them.”
“That is a good thing.” She hugged me, and said, “Well, back to work for me. What are you going to do?”
“Is there anything I can do to help you?”
“Nope. Just enjoy your vacation.”
“If you need me, I’ll be in the library.”
I sank down into the soft cushions of a couch with a copy of my favorite author’s book. I opened it to the page I had left off on, but I wasn’t really reading it. My mind was what the women in my life were telling me. Joan and Ashley openly and wholeheartedly supported me. Mom supported me, not because she understood, but because she loved me and wanted me to be happy.
I stood up and walked around the library, feeling a little restless. They had all of the classics, and some of them looked as though they were expensive copies. Other authors that I regularly read, such as James Patterson and Dean Koontz were on the shelves. They even had some of my female favorites, such as Lisa Jackson, Lisa Gardner and Heather Graham Pozzessere.
Then I wondered down to another section where I found some more provocative books. They had a lot of erotica books. One huge volume stood out: The Kama Sutra.
I pulled that one out. I had heard of it, of course, but had never had the opportunity to actually look at it. Sitting on the couch, I started to thumb through it. There was a lot more to the book than I had originally thought. Originally, I thought that it was just about sexual positions. But the author talked about how to act at social events, how to find and woo a partner and when it is appropriate to engage in different sexual acts and with whom. It had a lot of other information, too, and had a section on how to be a good wife and a good lover. It had information on sexual performance and how to perform oral sex.