He relented while she caught her breath. “Don’t!” she said, glaring back at him as he threatened to grip her thigh again. She was still giggling and trying to hold that wrist away. Paul could see his other hand feeling her tit. He was massaging it slowly and playing with the nipple. He clutched her thigh gently. “But don’t squeeze,” Justine pled. She held his other arm softly as he continued feeling her tit. He clutched higher up her thigh, and she gripped his wrist in readiness to push him away. He then felt up between her thighs as he suddenly tickled her ribs. She squealed and squirmed from his lap with her legs pressed together. “Bad, bad, Jasper!” she scolded, hiding behind Paul.
Jasper laughed, and she did too. Paul met the other man’s gaze and wink. “Damn she’s hot, buddy,” he said.
“Yes, she is,” Paul agreed, cuddling Justine to his side.
Thomas called that dinner was ready. Justine brushed at the hair all over her tunic, complaining about it as they went inside. She changed behind her partition and came out wearing her frock.
After the meal, Paul helped Justine with the dishes, as he always did now. They just spoke with their eyes and knowing glances. Her frock had spaghetti string shoulder straps but was also a gathered elastic bodice.
Justine slipped her arms through the strings and left them hanging down. “In case I get tickled again,” she whispered to Paul.
“Do you have anything on underneath?” he whispered back.
She shook her head, biting a grin. “Jasper touched my pussy before – did you see?”
“Yeah. I thought he did.”
“I think he might grab me again if I walk too close. I think next time he gets a chance he might finger me.”
“Where did Steven and Thomas go?” Paul had seen them leave. Jasper was sitting at the table reading.
“They said something about checking a fishing net they made.”
“Okay…. Well, I’m going to sit out on the veranda for a while. Are you okay to finish clearing the table?”
Justine blushed a little. “You mean with him sitting there and no one else around?”
Paul nodded. “I’ll be just outside….”
“Okay,” Justine uttered.
Paul left her and nodded to Jasper as he glanced up. He went out and sat watching the clouds and the moon but listening intently for any sounds from inside the cabin. Moments passed before he heard voices. Then Justine giggled and shrieked.
Paul looked through the window to see Jasper holding her from behind again. She was pushing a hand away from her leg. She was smiling and pressing back against him, her face red, her eyes alight. He felt one tit then the other. She kept hold of his other wrist and reached back to hold his hip with her free hand. He felt up under her frock. She kept hold of his wrist and had her thighs pressed together. Her eyes closed as he obviously touched her pussy. She gripped the back of his head, her legs giving way as he forced his hand between them.
It looked like he was fingering her. His hand was concealed beneath her frock, but Paul was sure he had fingers inside of her. Thomas and Steven were coming up from the beach so Paul went to the door and noisily shifted a chair to announce he was coming in.
Justine was fixing the top of her frock. Jasper was resting back in his chair, smiling. At a glance, Paul could see his fingers were wet.
“He grabbed me again,” Justine reported, poking her tongue out at jasper and having to jump as he lunged for her.
Steven and Thomas came in carrying a couple of crabs in a net basket. They washed up, and cards were dealt. Justine read while the men played. She went to bed early with her partition half drawn and her bed in the moonlight from her window. They could see her as she pulled on panties and removed her frock. She lay back with her sheet up to her waist and her tits bare. Everyone was looking at her.
“It’s not too bright out here, love?” Thomas asked.
“No – it’s fine. I don’t mind the candlelight.”
“Yeah – they look nice in the candlelight.” Jasper chuckled. “Nice nips.”
She patted the sheet down either side of her body, her chest lifting, her nipples erect and casting shadows of their own. “Thank you, Jasper. I’m glad you like them,” she said sweetly and yawned.
“I like them too!” Steven said.
Justine giggled, making her tits shudder. “Thank you, Steven….”
“Me too,” Paul said, and everyone laughed.
“Lucky arsehole,” Jasper scoffed. “At least you’ve got your woman here with you.”
“Yeah – I know… We were talking about that earlier, weren’t we, sweetheart?”
Justine sat up. “It must be hard for you other men,” she offered sincerely.
Thomas moved his chair back to include Justine more directly.
Jasper stood and came around the table. “It could be worse – like, with no women at all.” He sat on the edge of the table, facing Justine.
Steven was nodding to everyone. “Yeah – it’s much better with Justine here….” He was peering around the edge of the partition.
Jasper was standing there. He pulled it back further, casting more light. Justine looked down at her bare breasts then up at everyone. She was resting back on her hands with them thrust forward. Her nipples were still erect.
“Are you men sure this doesn’t make it harder for you?” she asked sweetly.
“Only in a good way,” Thomas answered first.
“Definitely not,” Jasper declared forthrightly.
Justine nodded and looked to Paul. He held her gaze, shrugging an okay. They each knew what the other was thinking, though Paul wasn’t sure how far his wife had progressed with what they had spoken about earlier. He understood Justine was about to invite the others into the issue. She was asking if she should say something or whether he wanted to. He mouthed the words you can.
“Well, what if we did a little bit more?” she started, peering from Thomas to Jasper. “Paul and I were talking about it and wondering if we should put aside the fact that we’re married, in the real world, and do what we can to share everything here.”
Jasper’s jaw had sagged. Thomas spoke. “To share – everything?”
Justine’s blush was noticeable even in the candlelight. “Uh huh…. To share me – as the only female here.”
Thomas’ jaw was sagging now. Steven’s eyes were wide as he looked from Justine to the men. Paul swallowed hard. Jasper was nodding, a tiny grin curving his lips.
“But I don’t mean fully,” Justine went on. She had only paused for a split second, but time had slowed for Paul. “I don’t mean having full sex with me – just, um – well, a little bit less than full but more than you’ve already been having…. Which no one said you could, by the way,” she scolded.
Jasper chuckled. “We’ve been trying to behave.”
“Hmm – and you’re the worst!” She giggled. “I think if we do anything more, then you should have to go last.”
Thomas sat on the end of the cot. Justine had sat forward, hugging her knees.
“What do you mean by a little more, love? You shouldn’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with – or you, Paul.”
Paul met the gazes of the other three men. “Well, we haven’t decided anything yet. We’re just talking about it and thinking it through at the moment…. It feels kind of weird, but this whole situation is freaky.”
“Got that right, buddy,” Jasper agreed. “You wouldn’t read about this shit, but I reckon you and Justine are handling it well. It’s great that you’re both so open and considerate. I’d like to think I’d be the same if I were here with my woman and you three ugly mugs.”
“Oh, yeah – and which woman would that be?” Thomas tossed at the younger man.
“You mean, who would I prefer to be stranded on a desert island with?” Jasper frowned in thought. He shook his head. “Nah – forget that idea. I’ll stick with Justine, thanks.”
Everyone laughed. Paul edged onto the cot beside his wife, taking her
hands within one of his and squeezing. She rocked her head onto his shoulder. He kissed her softly and rested back, cuddling her to his chest. Her tits were then exposed to the other men again.
Thomas looked up from them. “So, what did you mean by a little bit more, love?”
“Um…. I was thinking of oral…. That’s something I really enjoy, so if you men wanted it from me – well, I don’t see the harm….”
“All of us?” Steven blurted.
Justine nodded, biting her lip. “But not every five minutes – with four of you and only one of me!”
Thomas cleared his throat. “That would be amazing, love.”
Justine smiled through a deepening blush. “I’ll try and make it nice for you – to suck you really nice while you watch me.”
“Oh, love, that would be a sight to see.”
“Best offer I’ve ever heard of,” Jasper said. “What the hell, man?” he tossed at Paul. “How did you score a wife like this? What’s your secret, dude?”
“He’s a good kisser,” Justine said, peering up at Paul.
“So – it’s for everyone?” Steven asked. “Even…?” He pointed at himself.
“Yes – even for you,” Justine answered sweetly. “Of course for you too, Steven…. You’re stuck here the same as all of us.”
“So, when?” Jasper asked, grinning.
Justine blushed again. “Um…. What about starting tomorrow? I need to psych myself up.” She giggled. “And don’t forget, you’re last.”
“Aw, shit…. Seriously?”
“Yes, and it won’t be one after the other either. I’ll need a rest in between.”
“A rest between drinks, eh?” Jasper quipped, and Justine tossed a hairbrush at him.
“Actually – yes – exactly that…. I don’t know how the porno girls do it. It tastes too strong for me to even imagine swallowing from one of you and then another mouthful straight after…. I mean – I won’t mind if you each give me a nice big mouthful when it’s your turn.”
“Oh, man, I’ve got a boner now,” Jasper groaned, moving it to the side in his shorts and tapping it with the hair brush.
“I don’t think I’ll be rolling out of bed tonight either,” Thomas said, chuckling. He was hiding his erection.
“Well, I’ll fix them for you in the morning, okay? The first time right away and after that we’ll see….”
“And what about you, love?”
Justine looked up at Paul. “I think I’ll be fine. I think my husband can take care of me….”
****
Thomas woke at dawn. He got up quietly and peeped in on Justine. She had her sheet pulled up. Paul opened his eyes. He had the spot just beyond the partition, of course.
Thomas nodded. “I’ll put on some coffee.”
“Okay – thanks.”
Paul joined Thomas on the veranda to watch the sun rise. Thomas decided not to say anything about Justine. He didn’t want to risk the young couple changing their minds. He loved Justine. She was such a sweet girl. Her father, however, in spite of being a good friend, had always looked down on Thomas a little. The man was full of himself and arrogant toward everyone. There were two good reasons Thomas was so looking forward to being with Justine – her beauty and her dad’s superiority complex. He had two completely different reasons to want the same thing.
“I’m going for a walk on the beach, Paul. I’ll make breakfast when I get back.”
“Sure, Thomas – or I could cook this morning if you want?”
Thomas agreed and left the younger man. He strolled for an hour tossing sticks into the waves and wondering about home – whether he would ever get back, whether he even cared as long as the supplies held out.
It was a warm summer morning. The sun was high over the ocean by the time he returned to the cabin. Paul and Steven were sitting on the steps.
“You can’t go in,” Steven said. “Jasper’s in there with Justine.”
“Oh! Already?”
Paul nodded. “Yeah – he couldn’t wait any longer…. Justine agreed to start.”
“So, you haven’t yet, Steven?”
“No. Jasper went first. He’s been in there for a while.”
All was quiet inside the cabin. Thomas sat on the steps to wait with Steven and Paul. Paul was fiddling with a piece of rope, twisting it anxiously.
The cabin door finally opened, and Jester walked out fixing the tie in his board shorts. He was grinning and gave Thomas a wink. He sat back in a chair, relaxing with his hands behind his head.
Justine came out a little sheepishly. Thomas could see how red her lips were, her cheeks rosy, her hair ruffled. She sat beside her husband.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” he asked softly.
She nodded. “I’m fine….” She swallowed and opened her mouth. “Salty,” she explained.
“Do you want a drink?” Paul asked.
“Not yet…. I’ll get one in a minute.”
“It’s good, yeah?” Jasper teased.
Justine gulped at his taste and opened her mouth again. “I think it’s better when men eat lots of sweets or fruit. It’s not so strong to taste like this…. It’s filling my senses – nearly making my eyes water.” She giggled. “You big meany!”
Jasper chuckled. “You’ll get used to it.”
She blushed back at him. “I’ll try….”
“So, who’s next?” Steven asked, looking from Paul to Thomas.
“You can be next, Steven,” Justine said sweetly. “But you have to wait a while, okay? I’ll say when.”
“Okay – you say when. Anytime you say, I’ll be ready.”
Everyone laughed at the young guy’s innocent enthusiasm.
“Is that okay – to wait until later?” Justine asked Thomas.
“That’s fine, love. You’d better take care of the young man first.”
“I will…. Just an hour between so it settles in my stomach.” She included Paul as she spoke. His face reddened. She touched his cheek. “It was also quite a lot,” she said, glaring across at Jasper.
“Ooh, yeah – two balls full, baby,” he teased.
She poked her tongue out at him. “Proud of yourself, aren’t you?”
He gave her thumbs up, grinning.
“Well, next time I might not let you hold back so much if you’re going to be cheeky…. What if I don’t let you make them so full?”
“Aw, but that’s the fun bit – bring it on slow – fill them up nice and tight – big mouth full….”
“Hmm…. Well, if you want it like that again next time, you have to behave,” Justine scolded.
“Okay. I’ll behave.”
“Good!”
Justine gulped again, holding her stomach. “Ugh, that’s so heavy going down.”
“Can I get you some tea?” Thomas asked.
She nodded. “Thanks. I’ll come and get some in a minute.”
She got up and raked her hair back, pushing Jasper’s foot from the rail and making his chair thump down. “Meany!” she scolded, smiling.
He tugged the skirt of her frock, pulling her closer. She held her husband’s eyes as she sat back onto his lap. Her shoulder strings were hanging down. Jasper hooked them both in his fingers, and she lifted her arms through. He kept tugging until the top of her dress rolled down and almost revealed her nipples. She pressed her arms to her sides. “No!” she uttered. “Not in the day time, okay? Like that’s far enough….”
Justine raked her hair back with both arms raised. Jasper covered her tits and massaged them firmly. Her eyes closed for a moment, her chest lifting as she bit down on her lip. “Um…. That’s enough of that, you!”
He smiled at Steven. “She likes you playing with them while she’s doing it, Stevo.”
“Doing it?”
“Yeah – you know….” Jasper poked his tongue into his cheek and used his fist to simulate a blow job.
Justine punched his arm. She giggled. “You’re bad!”
He pushed he
r off his lap. “And I’ve got to go….”
****
Jasper went to the toilet. Thomas went inside to make tea. Justine sat back on the veranda rail beside Steven. “Are you okay, Steve?” He looked tense.
“I don’t know, you guys, are you sure this is alright?”
“It’s fine. We talked about it, didn’t we, Paul.”
“Yeah – don’t worry, Stevo. It’s all cool.”
“But Justine’s your wife, and she’s already sucked another dude off.”
Justine felt herself blushing. “Well, I’ve done that for guys before, you know – before Paul and I met. It’s not like it was the first time ever with another man.”
“Really? How many?”
“What?” Justine giggled. “Um…. Let me think….” She counted off with her fingers. “Six! Now with Paul and Jasper makes eight…. But I’ve only had full sex with three, including Paul.”
“Oh…. Is that a lot?”
“No!” Justine cried, pushing the younger guy’s shoulder.
“What about you, Steve – how many girls have given you a BJ so far?” Paul asked, grinning up from where he was still sitting on the stairs.
Steven shrugged and shook his head. “None yet.”
“Oh, really?” Justine asked smiling and tickling his belly.
“And you haven’t been laid yet either?” Paul asked, without any tease in his tone. “That’s cool, if you haven’t. I was older than you the first time I got lucky.”
“Yes, it’s cute and sweet,” Justine added sincerely. “Maybe you should wait for the right girl? You don’t have to do anything right now.”
“No, I’d like to do it with you,” he responded quickly. “It’s perfect because we’ve known each other for ages. It would be nice to try it with you for my first time…. Except – me and you are cousins, Paul. Are you sure it’s alright?”
Paul met Justine’s gaze. He nodded, making her blush a little more. “Yeah – it’s okay, Steve.” He still held Justine’s eyes. “You can just go with it and enjoy, Stevo…. She does it good too. You’ll be lucky to find another girl later who gives a nice blowjob like Justine.”
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