(Joanna)
Joanna scurried around her room gathering her clothes. She had barely slept a wink and it wasn’t just because of the number of times she had to touch herself thinking about the two gorgeous men she’d be traveling with. She was excited. This had to be the greatest adventure of her life. Never in a million years would she have thought that she would come to the Bahamas and meet a brilliant artist and a billionaire both more gorgeous than all get out.
The way Paulo left things the night before did give her reason for concern, though. The night had been going well until she had gone to the bathroom. When she got back something between the two guys had changed. It was clear that Paulo didn’t want to be there anymore. And Joanna got the feeling that it had to do with her.
Was it because she was clearly attracted to the both of them? Could that be why? Certainly, she had met Paulo first, but it was just a matter of hours. He couldn’t expect some sort of girlfriend loyalty so quickly, could he? If he did, he was mistaken for it.
It wasn’t like Joanna didn’t like Paulo, though. She thought he was incredible. There was a depth to him that she hadn’t come across in any of the guys back home. On top of that, he was one of the most gorgeous men Joanna had ever seen.
Devlin, on the other hand, was incredible. Successful men had always turned Joanna on. She had been known to develop a crush or two on her bosses. There was something about that strength and power that made her knees weak.
On top of that, the man looked like a Greek God. Perhaps he would be Neptune without the beard. He struck Joanna as a sort of King of the sea. And now invited to spend time in his domain, the opportunity was something that Joanna couldn’t pass up.
As Joanna stuffed clothing into her bags, she wondered what would happen next. She had to admit that it wasn’t certain that Paulo would come to retrieve her. He was definitely disturbed by something no matter how he tried to play it off. And if he didn’t come, what was she supposed to do? Could she go to the dock by herself? Would that be appropriate? Would Devlin want her there if Paulo wasn’t?
There was definitely something going on between Paulo and Devlin. Joanna felt the tension between the two. But at the same time, the way that Devlin looked at Paulo was unmistakable. Could there be some type of bromance going on there? Whatever it was, they seemed to be of two minds about it. Devlin was gung ho, and Paulo was very hesitant.
Zipping up the last of her bags, Joanna started to imagine how things could have gone wrong. What if she was right and there was something going on between the two? What if Devlin was into Paulo, but Paulo didn’t feel the same way about Devlin? Could something along those lines have happened when she had gone to the bathroom? Could Devlin have freaked Paulo out in some way?
This was all beginning to make sense. When she had returned to the living room, they had been sitting next to each other whereas before they hadn’t been. Joanna stopped fidgeting with her bags and fell back onto the bed.
“Oh my God, there is something going on between Devlin and Paulo,” she said surprised.
Joanna had never considered anything like this before. Two men into each other? Or perhaps, in this case, one guy interested in another. She wasn’t naïve, she knew there were gay people around. But, as far as she knew, she had never met one. It was easy for her to forget that they existed.
How did she feel about this? She sat thinking about the two men. They were both astoundingly beautiful. She would be with either of them in a heartbeat. So what would it be like to see those two gorgeous men together?
Joanna let her mind roam freely. She imagined Devlin approaching Paulo at the bar, but this time without her there. She imagined Devlin inviting Paulo back to his yacht for drinks, Paulo being nervous, but being persuaded by Devlin’s gorgeous smile.
How would Devlin seduce Paulo? Joanna guessed it would be with drinks. After a few, Devlin would tell Paulo how good looking and talented he was. And then when Paulo was past his inhibitions, Devlin would step in front of him, gently hold Paulo by the back of his neck and pull Paulo’s lips to his.
Their lips would undulate on each other’s. And as Paulo’s jaw loosened and his body began to sway with Devlin’s, Devlin would tease open his mouth and slip his tongue inside.
Joanna’s eyes popped open. Breathing hard, she could barely unbutton her pants fast enough. Pressing her fingers against her clit, she rubbed vigorously. Slowly losing her breath, she closed her eyes and continued to imagine.
Devlin, taking control, would push him back through the hallway into the bedroom. Tripping him onto the bed, he wouldn’t bother to take Paulo’s shirt off, he would rip it down the center. Paulo, now losing himself in the moment, would do the same.
Still kissing each other hard, they would now grab the other’s pants. Devlin would slide his hand over Paulo’s growing manhood, and Paulo, touching another man for the first time, would push Devlin’s jeans aside and take hold of Devlin’s brick hard cock.
Paulo would barely be able to control himself. He would pull his lips away from Devlin’s, use his strength to roll him over, and then slide down Devlin’s strong body to his throbbing cock. Never having been so close to another naked man before, Paulo would stare at Devlin’s lightly throbbing flesh. He would be scared but excited.
“Touch it,” Devlin would order. And with Paulo’s fingertips glided along the shaft of the first other dick he had ever felt, he would lower his head to press it against his lips.
As Joanna’s chest heaved in response to her impending orgasm, she was ripped out of her fantasy by a knock on the door. Her eyes flung open and looked around. She swallowed.
“Who is it?” Joanna asked praying to God that it was Paulo.
“It’s Martina,” the woman on the other side of the door said.
Joanna wanted desperately to send her away. She just needed another minute or two and her orgasm would be complete.
“Someone told me that you were checking out early. I just wanted to check in on you to make sure that everything’s all right,” she said vulnerably.
As much as Joanna didn’t want to stop what she was doing, she knew she had to. If she was going to be leaving for a week, there was no point in her paying for it. But she did need somewhere to store her luggage. No matter what happened during her voyage with Devlin and Paulo, she couldn’t arrive with all of her stuff as if she were moving in.
“One second,” Joanna said.
Reluctantly, Joanna pulled her hand from out of her yoga pants. She was feeling a little frustrated but things were going to have to wait. Standing and looking around, she searched for any sign of the previous night’s vigorous sessions of masturbation. There was nothing that she could see.
Crossing and letting Martina in, the woman entered sporting a forced smile.
“Namaste,” Martina said holding her hands together in front of her face and bowing her head. Joanna did the same in spite of how ridiculous it felt.
“So they told me at the front desk that you wanted to check out early.”
“Yeah, I thought that I would take some time to see the island. Who knows when I’ll get back here,” Joanna said not wanting to explain herself.
The smile on Martina’s face faded a little. It didn’t look like she believed Joanna. “May I ask you a personal question?” Martina requested.
Joanna wasn’t sure that she liked where this was going but she agreed.
“Does this have anything to do with Paulo? I saw you two walking together yesterday.”
Joanna hadn’t expected this. She and Paulo did seem to have an awkward exchange when they saw each other the day before. Paulo had brushed it aside implying that Martina was being a hater. But what was going on now?
“Maybe. Why? Is there something I should know about Paulo?”
A hint of sadness glimmered from behind Martina’s eyes. Taking a hold of Joanna’s arm, Martina guided her back to the bed. Both sat down.
“I don’t know what might be going on between you and Paulo, but you should know that Paulo has done stuff like this before. A number of women who have come here have fallen for his charm and then after they got emotionally involved with him, he brushed them aside.”
“Is that what happened between you two?” Joanna asked showing fight.
Pain washed across Martina’s face. “Paulo and I did spend some time together. He seems like a great guy, right? Have you seen his artwork? It’s amazing. He has this way of sucking you in and making you feel like the most special person in the world. But then one day you feel something change.
“First you think it’s all in your head, and then when you realize that it isn’t, you think it’s something that you might have done. But pretty soon you hear stories from the other girls how the same thing happened to them and you realize that he is just a player. I think he thinks of this place as his personal playground.”
Joanna looked at Martina stunned. Was she just jealous? Had any of this really happened? And if it did, was it because Paulo had realized how little there was past Martina’s cronut-deprived body. How long could anyone remain interested in someone as obviously uninteresting as Martina?
“No, this doesn’t have anything to do with Paulo,” Joanna lied. “I was just with him yesterday because he offered to show me around the island. There was nothing that went on between us. It was just about getting a tour.
“I don’t even think that Paulo is my type,” Joanna continued. “In fact, there was another guy I met yesterday and he is the one I’m going to see. I think Paulo’s coming to pick me up. But, again, he’s just giving me a ride.”
Martina looked at Joanna like she didn’t believe her. Maybe she was smarter than Joanna was giving her credit for. In either case, Joanna didn’t feel like discussing her time with Paulo with Paulo’s ex. Just because things didn’t work out between the two of them, didn’t mean that they wouldn’t between Paulo and her. Besides, she and Martina were worlds apart. The two were practically on different planets.
“Okay,” Martina said with a forced smile. “I just wanted to tell you that in case it applied. But if it doesn’t, then I’m glad.” Martina again forced a broad smile.
“But, since we were talking about it,” Joanna said giving it a second thought, “what was the first sign that things had changed between you and Paulo?” Joanna asked unable to help herself.
Martina thought about her answer for a second. “This is going to sound strange but I think the first sign was when he held my chin and said, “You know you’re beautiful, right?” I think that that was when I first noticed it.”
Joanna didn’t know why she had asked that. Perhaps it was just her morbid curiosity. She stored the information in the back of the mind and then moved on to more pressing matters.
It turned out that Joanna wasn’t the first person to limit their stay at the center in lieu of island hopping. They had a room where she could store her luggage for a small fee. Everything was working out great. All Joanna needed now was for Paulo to show up. It was still possible that he wouldn’t. And if he didn’t, Joanna was going to have to make a decision.
When 10:30 came, Joanna was beginning to get nervous. This was the time that Devlin had told them to be at the dock. Would Devlin leave without them if they weren’t there? Was the fact that Paulo hadn’t arrived to pick her up a bad sign?
Restless, and unable to stay trapped in her room, Joanna left her packed bags and walked towards the beach. If he was coming, this was the route he would take. Scouring the yoga center campus for him as she walked, she didn’t see him.
Ascending the mound that separated the campus from the beach, she looked past the trees in either direction. Like usual, the beach was empty. This had to be the most beautiful place in the world and right now it felt like the loneliest. Every moment that went by took Joanna further away from her fantasy. For a moment she had felt like she was so close to having it all, and now it felt like she had nothing.
At 10:45, Joanna was still standing there. Maybe she had to accept that he wasn’t coming. What exactly was it that had changed between last night and this morning? He had seemed hesitant but if she had to bet, she would’ve bet on him coming. But now here she was standing alone on a beach with an ache in our heart that dragged her mind to all of the places she didn’t want to go.
What was she running from? It didn’t even take a second for her to answer the question. How could she have left when she did? What type of person was she?
As Joanna began to lose hope, she flopped onto her ass. She was beginning to spiral. Everything that she had run from for so long was coming rushing back. It was overwhelming. She was about to collapse onto the sand when a voice drew her attention.
“Were you waiting for me?” Paulo said as he approached.
Joanna turned and looked at him feeling such relief. She got up, sprinted to him, and threw her arms around him.
“Where is this coming from?” Paulo asked playing off her reaction.
“I didn’t think you were coming,” she admitted.
Hearing her words Paulo let down his mask. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her warm body and said, “for a while, neither did I.”
With the day’s agenda rushing back to her, Joanna quickly pulled away. “Oh, we’re late. Do you think he’s gonna wait for us?”
“Yeah,” Paul replied without thinking. But allowing the thought to percolate, his confidence wavered. “You know what? Maybe we should hurry over just in case.”
“I have to check out of my room.”
“You’re checking out of your room?” Paulo asked surprised.
“Yeah,” Joanna said measuring his response. “I figured that if we’re going for a week, there is no use me paying for a room here.”
“I guess you’re right.”
The two hurried back to Joanna’s room, collected her bags, and headed to the main office. Depositing most of her luggage into storage, Paulo offered to carry Joanna’s one remaining bag. Jogging down the beach, they got two hundred feet before Joanna realized that she didn’t jog.
“How about if we just walk quickly,” she suggested.
Still out of breath from running in sand, the two entered the resort, cut through the main hotel, and then exited towards the parking lot.
“We’ll drive my van there. It’ll be faster.”
Joanna approached Paulo’s exceptionally small van. It was nothing like she would’ve seen in America. It was more like a giant pill on wheels. It was kind of cool.
The drive to the dock took less than five minutes. Parking in front of the restaurant, the two grabbed their bags and hurried towards the docks. Searching for Devlin’s yacht, it wasn’t where it was the day before. He had left. The boat was gone.
“I don’t get it. Where is he?” Joanna asked. “Did he leave without us?”
Joanna’s heart broke. Could this have somehow been her fault? She didn’t think so but who knew? Maybe if she had said something different the night before to Paulo, they wouldn’t have been late.
“What are we supposed to do?” She asked Paulo.
Paulo didn’t answer. He looked just as confused as Joanna. Although they had stopped walking when they didn’t see Devlin boat, Paulo stepped forward continuing towards the docks. She watched as he searched the harbor. Holding out a glimmer of hope, Joanna did the same.
Stepping onto the dock, the two were confronted with the splashing noises of the rippling ocean. Joanna felt sad. She had held such high hopes for what could happen that now that it had been ripped from her, she was practically brought to her knees.
As the two approached the end of the dock where Devlin’s yacht had been, they stopped scouring the landscape. In spite of everything, Joanna decided that it was a beautiful sight. The mainland, in the distance, was lined with a series of colorful buildings and extravagant homes. She could see a painting being drawn of the view. It was both hopeful and melancholy. She was thinking about everything that could have been when Paulo interrupted her thoughts.
“Look.”
Joanna turned to Paulo and then followed his finger. In the distance was a mahogany-colored sailing yacht. At first, Joanna wasn’t sure if it was sailing away from them or towards them, but as it got bigger, Joanna’s hope soared.
“Is that him?” Joanna asked.
“I think it is.”
Joanna couldn’t contain her joy. Beaming a smile, she jumped up and down clapping her hands. When that didn’t feel like enough, she turned to Paulo, threw her arms around him, and then looked into his eyes and kissed him. It was as she did that that she remembered her mental image of Paulo kissing Devlin. Suddenly she was turned on. Gripping onto his shirt, she pulled her body closer. As Paulo began to lose himself in their kiss, she allowed her mouth to part inviting in his tongue.
With their lips locked, their two tongues danced. Joanna’s body tingled. If she could have, she would’ve had sex with him right there on the dock. In lieu of that, she pressed her breasts against his toned body. Paulo moved his hand onto her back and down to her ass.
Feeling his strong grip on her, she nearly lost herself. She needed to feel him inside of her. Feeling the weight of her chest as she struggled for breath, she needed him even more.
“I love it,” a distant voice shouted interrupting the two.
Joanna pulled away from Paulo following the voice offshore. The sailboat had traveled a very far distance very quickly. At least it seemed quick. Perhaps the two were making out for longer than Joanna had realized. In either case, she could see glimpses of Devlin at the wheel as he approached the dock. His sails were lowered so he had to be running on the motor.
With the sailboat now a few feet away, she heard it. And when the boat was docked where it had been the night before, Joanna heard the splash of a dropping anchor and the quietly rumbling engine shut off.
“Tie this line onto the bollard,” Devlin ordered as he approached the side of the boat.
Joanna stepped back and allowed Paulo to respond to Devlin’s commands. Stepping out of the way, she watched Devlin tossed down a rope and Paulo catch it. Wrapping it around a short metal post attached to the dock, both men headed towards the front of the boat. Doing it again, Devlin lowered the wooden staircase and stood on deck waving them up.
The two ascended the stairs and greeted Devlin at the top.
“I’m sorry I’m late. Have you been waiting long?” Devlin asked.
“Actually, we just got here,” Joanna said.
“Yeah, I had to fuel up, stock up on supplies and drive out past the harbor to do safety checks on the sails. It took me a little longer than I thought.”
As Joanna stepped onboard, she paid close attention to how the two men reacted to each other. Devlin’s full attention seemed to be on Paulo. But Paulo seemed to be having a hard time looking Devlin in the eyes. There was definitely something going on there though Joanna still wasn’t sure exactly what it was.
“Is this all of your stuff? Are you ready to head out?” Devlin asked.
“This is everything,” Paulo replied.
“Then allow me to show you to your rooms. After that, we’ll head out. And by the way, the two of you are going to get crew duties. You have been warned,” Devlin said with a smile.
Devlin led the two below deck. The yacht had six bedrooms and two crew quarters. It was practically a floating hotel.
“I’m gonna point you to two bedrooms. However you two would like to divide that up is up to you. We’re all adults here,” Devlin said charmingly. Crossing the hallway, Devlin pointed at the bedroom Joanna had been in the night before. “This is where I’ll be sleeping,” he stated clearly. “Here are two available bedrooms. Both are the same size, and an available bathroom is this one right here,” he added pointing to a door across the hall.
Joanna looked at Paulo and Devlin unsure of what to do. When neither of them made a suggestion, Joanna broke the silence.
“I’m going to put my stuff in this room here. I don’t want to have to fight for closet space with you two guys. It would be embarrassing for you to have to lose,” she said with a smile.
“Then I guess I’ll put my stuff in this room,” Paulo added pointing to the room between Devlin’s and Joanna’s.
“Now that that’s solved, let me show you to the galley.”
Returning to the area where they had lounged the night before, they continued past it to the kitchen. Devlin really had stocked up. There was food everywhere.
“I didn’t know what you all would like so I just got one of everything,” Devlin joked.
Although it was a joke, it wasn’t far from the truth. Joanna stepped forward and opened the fridge. It was jam packed.
“How long did you say that we were going for?” She teased.
“As long as you want. This is where I live so I’m already at home. It’s about how long you two can stay.”
“So if we decided to stay forever?” Joanna joked.
“Then we’ll have one hell of a good time,” Devlin replied turning to look at Paulo. Paulo remained silent. “Well, if there are no more questions, how about we set sail?”
Devlin didn’t wait for a response. Headed back towards the deck, he ascended the stairs and the sunlight poured onto his face.
“Okay, Paulo, I’m going to need you to detach us from the bollard and then raise the stairs,” he ordered.
“Aye aye, Captain,” Paulo said finally getting into the spirit of things.
“What about me?” Joanna asked excitedly.
“You will be my first mate. When it comes time to raise the sails, you’re gonna turn that winch. When those sails are hoisted, it will be the official start of our trip.”
Joanna positioned herself a few feet from Devlin on the opposite side of the winch. She couldn’t believe any of this. It was like an island fantasy. She had two gorgeous guys by her side and was about to set sail on the clear blue waters of the Bahamas. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that this would be her life.
“We’re free to set sail,” Paulo informed the captain.
“Then we’ll raise the anchor. Which of you would like to do the honors?”
Joanna spoke up before Paulo ever had a chance. “I do,” she volunteered excitedly.
“Then, when I tell you to, I want you to flip this switch right here,” he said pointing to what looked like a light switch on the right hand side of the wheel console.
“Are you ready?” He asked Joanna.
“Yeah,” Joanna replied beaming.
“Are you ready?” Devlin asked turning to Paulo.
“I think so,” Paulo responded hesitantly.
“Then Joanna, it’s time to flip the switch. Raise the anchor.”
Joanna flipped the switch and the sound of a grinding motor clattered from the back of the boat. After a few seconds it stopped and with the boat’s motor already revving, they pulled away from the dock.
Joanna felt a rush as the ocean breeze whisked past her. The smell of saltwater filled her lungs. They were sailing. Actually, they weren’t exactly sailing, it was more like boating. Devlin hadn’t yet asked Joanna to hoist the sails. She stood dutifully next to the winch waiting for him to give word.
The yacht’s quiet engine rumbled beneath them. Directing the sailboat into the center of the harbor, Joanna kept whipping her head from island to island. The homes on the beaches of Paradise Island were some of the most exquisite that Joanna had yet seen, but the coastline of both islands was impressive.
“Do you know who lives in them?” Joanna asked Paulo as he approached.
“I don’t know. Some rich people,” Paulo suggested. “Maybe Devlin knows them.”
Devlin, who was focused on the open ocean in front of them, turned and looked at the homes when he heard his name. “I’ve been in a few of them. That one is owned by an actor that was popular back in the 80s. And I think that one is owned by the person who owns a major shoe company. I think the rest of them just inherited their money,” Devlin said with suggestively unimpressed tone.
It was then that Joanna realized that she had never asked Paulo how Devlin had earned his money. Joanna considered whether it was something best left for when she and Paulo were alone.
“So, what do you do?” Joanna said quickly making her decision.
“Who, me?” Devlin asked almost as if he were trying to avoid the question.
“Well, we all know that Paulo’s an artist so that only leaves one other person here.”
“Not true. You haven’t mentioned what you do,” Devlin retorted.
“Me?”
“You.”
Joanna was hoping that she wouldn’t have to talk about this yet, but Devlin had asked a direct question. “I’m between careers,” Joanna said tactfully.
“From what, to what?” Devlin queried.
“From being unhappy, to being happy.” Saying that, Joanna smiled pleased with herself.
“So, you’re not gonna say?” Devlin asked not letting it go.
“Well, I don’t hear you answering. And let’s remember that I asked you first.”
“True. In that case, I invest in people.”
“What do you mean?” Joanna asked drawing Paulo closer.
“Well, I find companies that I think are winners and I invest in them.”
“So you could tell me which stocks I should invest in. I mean, if I had money,” Joanna joked.
“It doesn’t quite work like that. But I’ll tell you this, when you’re investing in companies, what you’re really investing in is people. So always look for people who were worth your money.”
Joanna didn’t have any business ideas so there was no reason that his answer should make her excited, but it did. She wondered if she could convince him that she was worth investing in.
Joanna then looked over at Paulo remembering how incredible his art was. He had turned away. Joanna decided that he was thinking the same thing. Except in Paulo’s case, Devlin must’ve had plenty of opportunities to invest if he saw any talent there. Joanna’s heart broke for Paulo. The idea that Devlin didn’t think that he was worth investing in must’ve been painful for Paulo.
“Are you still with me?” Devlin asked Joanna.
Turning her attention back to Devlin she replied, “Aye aye, Captain.”
It hadn’t taken them too long to boat past the end of Paradise Island and enter the channel between the mainland and the island that followed.
“Once we’re free of the channel, I’m gonna say “hoist the sails” and what are you gonna do?” Devlin quizzed.
“I’m going to turn this winch,” Joanna said feeling her excitement return.
“You got it.”
Joanna felt her heart thumping as the island on her left slowly past the boat. She could feel herself sweat. She was deftly nervous. Why? She didn’t know. All she knew was that every part of her tingled with anticipation.
“First mate,” Devlin beckoned.
“Yes, Captain?”
“Hoist the sail.”
Joanna’s heart raced. With all of the strength she had, she wound the winch throwing it back and forth. It was easier than she thought it would be. But looking at the sail it was barely lifting. Still winding her heart out she began to tire.
“How are you doing? Do you need some help there?”
Joanna remained silence not wanting to admit that she was slowing down.
“Paulo!” Devlin yelled
“Yes, Captain?” Paulo said approaching the two.
“Why don’t you hop on that winch over there and give our first mate some help,” Devlin said pointing to a similar winch on the opposite side of the wheel.
It was as the two of them worked together that the two majestic sails ascended the masts and billowed capturing the wind. Joanna lost herself in the sight.
“Don’t stop,” Devlin ordered. “Keep turning.”
Joanna threw herself into it. Feeling her hands weaken and her body become sore, she was flushed with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction when the winch took its last rotation and locked.
“Okay, that’s it. Congratulations, you two have just hoisted the sails.”
Joanna was exhausted and delighted all at the same time. “Woo hoo,” she said with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. But although she couldn’t say how pleased she was, she could certainly show it.
“Yaaay,” she said as she passed behind Devlin to wrap her arms around Paulo. Kissing him, she lifted her leg 1950s style.
“Doesn’t the captain get some of that too?” Devlin said with a hint of jealousy.
“Of course,” Joanna retorted.
Leaving Paulo’s arms, Joanna stepped next to Devlin. She did everything she could to make it seem casual, but in an instant, her legs were shaking. An arm’s length away, Devlin reached out and grabbed her. As if she were a bar wench in pirate times, Devlin tilted Joanna back and gave her a big kiss on the lips. It was enough to make Joanna laugh.
Joanna looked back at Paulo for his response. He hadn’t found it quite so funny. Suddenly pulling away from Devlin, Joanna decided that she was going to figure out a way to get Paulo to loosen up.
Joanna left Devlin and rejoined Paulo. Taking his hand she wrapped his arm around her body. Paulo obliged and then smiled.
“You two don’t have to stay back here. I got this. Go explore. I’ll call out if I need you,” Devlin told the two.
That was all Joanna had to hear. “I’m going to go get changed,” she told Paulo before giving him a quick kiss.
Returning to her cabin, Joanna fingered through her clothes. She knew what she was looking for, her bikini. When she found it, she quickly stripped naked and pulled it on. There was a part of her that considered heading up onto deck ‘au natural’. She decided that wasn’t a first-day activity. They had a week. There was no need to blow her entire wad in the first hour.
Heading back onto the deck in her flip-flops and a sarong, Joanna felt sexy. Feeling the sunshine on her face, she stepped into the eye line of her two boys and gave them a cheesecake pinup pose.
“How do you like me now?” She said to the smiling men. Receiving the appropriate amount of catcalls in reply, she knew that they both loved her curves.
Her pose had worked in another way too. It had drawn Paulo over. Taking his hand she led him to the front of the sailboat. At the bow of the boat, there were beige cushions that together made an exquisite bed. Pulling Paulo into it, Joanna rolled into his arms picking up with their kissing had left off.
Joanna loved feeling his large hand cupping her breasts. She could lay like that forever. She didn’t, though. She had a plan. She was going to make Paulo loosen up. Deciding there was only one way to do that, she rolled Paulo onto his back and unbuttoned his shirt.
Starting first at his nipples, she pinched it between her teeth. His chest was smooth. She liked that. And pinning his arms back with her hands, she kissed her way across his chest and swirled her tongue around his dime-sized areola.
Paulo was built, but he was lean. He was beautiful. His rippling stomach was like a stone wall against her lips. Allowing her nose to travel the line between his abs, she released his arms and instead grabbed the waistband of his pants.
Unsnapping his surfer shorts, she took a moment and caressed the bulge it covered. It was growing quickly. Joanna liked that. When it had grown, jutting out past his hip, she pulled his shorts down and let it out.
It was thick and beautiful. Taking it in her hand she looked down at his face, stuck out her tongue and then licked its head. His cock flinched. Grabbing tighter, she traced her tongue along the rim. It drove Paulo wild.
When Paulo seemed like she couldn’t take anymore, Joanna pursed her lips and pushed the hard cock into her mouth. Paulo moaned. When Joanna wrapped her small hand around his large balls and massaged, gripping the cushions was all Paulo could do to contain himself.
With her other hand slowly jerking Paulo’s cock, Joanna consumed Paulo’s head. She could hear Paulo lose his breath. Stroking him with both her hand and her mouth, his balls twitched and then finally, when he truly couldn’t take anymore, he reached down and touched Joanna’s head.
She knew what that meant, but she didn’t care. As he came she continued to suck his cock. She could feel every muscle in his body tense. When they loosened, Paulo fell into the cushions like a dead man. There was no doubt, Paulo was now loose.
Joanna climbed further up the cushions and relaxed in Paulo’s welcoming arms. The look in Paulo’s eyes had changed. It wasn’t just the ecstasy from his orgasm, he was looking at her in a way that made Joanna feel loved.
The two laid in each other’s arms for almost half of an hour. Joanna couldn’t imagine anything more wonderful. Eventually getting up and leaving him there, she walked around. She stopped at the railing and stared out at sea. The vastness was freeing. There was nothing but water for as far as her eyes could see. It was amazing. And the slightly cool breeze that sprinkled her face made her body tingled with rapturous delight.
Looking up at the billowing sails, she thought about all the things that she left behind. How much further could she get away than this? Being on this beautiful yacht with these two gorgeous men was all she could ever hope for in life. If she could figure out a way to stay on this boat with these men forever, she could be the happiest woman alive.
“What are you thinking about?” Devlin said approaching her.
Joanna looked at him with distress. “Who’s sailing the sailboat?”
Devlin laughed. “Don’t worry. This is a modern sailboat. As long as you point it in the right direction, these things can sail themselves.”
Joanna didn’t know what to think of that, but this was Devlin’s sailboat. Who else could she trust but the captain?
“So what are you thinking about?” Devlin asked again putting his arms around Joanna.
Joanna, being subtle about it, looked around for Paulo. He had walked away. She didn’t have to hide how much she liked Devlin’s arms around her.
“I was thinking about how amazingly beautiful this all is,” she explained.
“That’s coincidental because I was just thinking how amazingly beautiful you were,” he retorted.
Joanna looked at Devlin and blushed. He was definitely a very sexy man. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him for real. How would his large hands feel engulfing her breasts? Would he control her as he made love to her or would he be gentle? And when he pulled out his hardening member, would it be like how she had imagined or would it be even bigger?
“Thank you,” Joanna said slightly leaning into Devlin.
“I made you all some drinks,” Paulo said interrupting the two.
Joanna whipped around slightly pulling away from Devlin. She immediately found Paulo’s eyes trying to figure out how he felt seeing the two of them together. This time he seemed fine with it. What had changed? Was it just the afterglow from the blowjob she had given him? Or did Paulo have a change of heart about how the three could enjoy their time together?
“What did you make?” Joanna asked with a smile.
“I figured that we’re island hopping, so what’s more traditional than rum punches,” Paulo replied giving his two companions a drink.
Joanna took a sip. It was sweet and perfect. This was all like a dream. Joanna found herself so turned on that without even realizing it, she began to giggle.
“What are you laughing at?” Devlin asked teasingly.
“You two.”
“What about us?” Paulo continued.
“About you two together.”
Paulo looked at Joanna curiously. “Together how?”
Joanna blushed not sure if she should explain. “Just together.” Joanna then slipped her hand behind Devlin’s neck and kissed his lips. This time it wasn’t in jest. Their lips moved on each other’s sensually. The swelling flesh between Joanna’s legs quivered.
She kissed him for only a moment more before pulling away and turning to Paulo. He wasn’t as surprised this time as he had been the time before. Joanna then stepped towards Paulo, slipped her hand behind his neck, and kissed him just as hard. His lips moved wantonly. She wondered how he felt watching her kiss Devlin. Had it turned him on? Did it make him hard? Knowing that they had a week, she restrained herself from reaching down and finding out.
The three hours it took for them to reach their first island flew by. Devlin explained that the wind had been with them. Joanna asked if they could anchor and go ashore and Devlin told her that they could.
“Let’s go! Let’s go!” Joanna jumped and clapped excitedly.
“How would we get there?” Paulo asked bringing up a good point.
Because of the shallowness of the beaches, Devlin’s boats could only get so close. Were they supposed to jump overboard and swim the rest of the way? With a few drinks in her, she was feeling adventurous enough to try that. But if they were going to get off by jumping, how would they get back on?
“There is a rubber dinghy tied to the stern of the sailboat. We’ll take that ashore. How about I assign that to you, Paulo? Our first mate can help you.”
“Okay,” Paulo said enthusiastically. “Come on, first mate.”
Paulo outstretched his hand and Joanna took it. In the short time since they had gotten on board, Paulo’s attitude had really changed. Perhaps it was the blowjob or even the drinks. Whatever it was, Joanna liked it. She wondered just how far his new attitude might go.
“So how do you think we detached this?” Paulo asked Joanna as they both stared down the back of the sailboat.
Joanna followed all of the cords eventually finding a switch. Without thinking, she flipped it. The dinghy detached itself from the sailboat and slowly lowered towards the water. Quickly switching it off, she looked at Paulo and smiled. “I think I found it.”
“Lower the sails!” Devlin yelled from the console. Joanna and Paulo looked at each other. As both the first mate and crew, they figured that it was directed towards them. They ran to Devlin immediately getting their instructions.
“Unlatch that trigger and then wind the winch in the opposite direction.”
Joanna stepped up to the winch on Devlin’s right and Paulo took the one on his left. Following his instruction, the sails quickly came down and the boat slowed to a stop.
“Good job! Anchoring!” Devlin announced before flipping a switch.
The anchor hit the water with a splash.
“It’ll take a second for it to attach itself, but we did it. We’re here.”
Joanna could barely wait to get into the water. They decided they would go for the day, so they packed a lunch and filled a thermos full of Paulo’s rum punch. Placing it all in an ice chest, they loaded up the rubber dinghy and headed out. Motoring through the crystal clear blue water, they pulled onto shore, found the closest palm tree, and sat down and ate.
With the drinks flowing, they all had a good time. Devlin was quite the storyteller. As he described his first solo trip down the east coast, Joanna almost peed herself laughing. She would never have imagined him to have a self-deprecating sense of humor, but he did. As sexy and strong as he was, he also had a charm that made Joanna want to throw her curvy body at him.
“Let’s go swimming,” Joanna suggested.
“I think we need to,” Devlin agreed.
“Totally. But I know one thing that I don’t need.”
“And what’s that?” Paulo asked.
“This,” Joanna said reaching behind her back and unhooked her bikini top.
Joanna didn’t give her boys time to respond. Pulling it off and tossed it onto their beach blanket, she got up and ran towards the water. She could not have felt freer. Leading her footprints in the wet sand, she stepped into the warm water. It washed around her feet. It felt wonderful.
Stepping further, she picked up speed. When the water reached her knees, she dove in. She barely had time to enjoy the crystal clear water enveloping her before the two charging men dove in after her. Both grabbed her like a sea creature from beneath. Surfacing, Joanna giggled. When the men popped up, she found herself the meat in a hot guy sandwich.
Joanna half expected them to tease her and then leave. They didn’t. Realizing what this was, Joanna dropped her smile and took turns looking into their eyes.
She couldn’t resist for a moment longer. She had to kiss them. And not waiting for either of her boys to make the first move, she looked Paulo square in the eyes and then slowly leaned towards him.
That was all of the signal that Paulo needed. Leaning forward and kissing Joanna, he moved from the side of her to in front of her. Parting his lips, his tongue went in search of hers. Finding it, they danced. It was a moment after that that she pulled away, looked at Devlin, and leaned towards him.
Without hesitation, Devlin moved in front of Joanna pressing his shoulders against Paulo’s. Pressing his lips against Joanna, he took hold of her nearest breast. Joanna lost her breath for a second. And when she resumed her sensual kiss, she found Paulo’s hand and placed it on her other breast.
It didn’t take long before her two men took control. Still losing herself in Devlin’s supple lips, Paulo bent down finding her nipple. Slipping her nip into his mouth, he sucked on it. It released a bolt of electricity through Joanna’s body causing her to pull Devlin to her even tighter.
Finding it hard to breathe, Joanna pulled her lips away. Devlin didn’t release her, though. Bending down to join Paulo, Devlin took her other breast and nibbled on her nipple. Slipping her fingers into her two men’s wet hair, her head fell back. Her chest heaved as she struggled to breathe. And when one of their hands found the flesh between her legs, it felt so good that she wanted to cry.
“The blanket,” Joanna squeaked needing to feel one of them inside of her.
Devlin was the first to pull away. Steadying himself, he grabbed her hand and pulled her with him. The motion disconnected Paulo. He wasn’t going to be left behind, though. Catching up to the two, he grabbed Joanna’s overflowing ass. Joanna needed him so badly that she practically sprinted up the sand back towards their blanket.
Pushing the ice chest away, Joanna fell back onto her ass. Devlin was kneeling beside her and Paulo was stepping into view. She shook with excitement. She wasn’t sure what was about to happen, but whatever it was, she knew it would be her first. And when Devlin reconnected with her lips while Paulo sat next to her kissing her shoulder and caressing her breast, Joanna felt a chill of excitement rush through her that rattled her to her core.
The two men were all over her. Their hands clutched her breasts and one of each of their legs pressed against the inside of hers.
Devlin’s was the first to push his hand into her bikini bottom in search of her clit. Joanna’s breath hitched. Her labia lips bloomed with desire and shifting her hips closer to Devlin, she did everything she could to encourage him to slip his finger inside of her.
Still with Devlin’s lips on hers, Joanna reached down loosening his shorts. As she did, her hand brushed against his cock. It was hard. Not only that, it was huge. She did not imagine anything like this. The thought of it made her hesitate. That vanished quickly as Devlin pressed his finger harder against her clit and circled it. Joanna gasped.
With her heart beating a mile a minute, she gathered her courage and reached for his swim trunks again. Pushing them down, his gargantuan cock popped out. Pulling away from the kiss, she peeked down and it. It was larger than she had ever seen.
She suddenly felt like the delicate flower under a gardener’s hands. She was vulnerable to anything that he would do to her. And seeing that in her eyes, Devlin reached down, whipped off her bikini bottom and rolled her onto her back.
Kneeling below her hips, Devlin moved between her legs and held her behind her knees. Joanna struggled to breathe. She was scared and excited at the same time. Seeing Paulo and craving his touch, she reached out her hand beckoning his face to hers. Kneeling on the side of her, Paulo found her lips. He kissed her as Devlin spread her legs and took hold of his monster cock.
Joanna let her mind swim as she felt the pressure against her juicy lips. Devlin pushed against her opening. Joanna’s back arched. As he slowly stretched her apart, she bit Paulo’s lip. Paulo held the side of her face relaxing her, and Devlin thrust forward forcing his thick stem inside of her.
“AHH,” she moaned.
Needing to grab hold of something, Joanna wrapped her arms around Paulo. He was her life raft. Devlin, leaning forward and clutching her breasts, pulled his hips back drawing himself almost all of the way out. Slowly pushing back in, Joanna sunk her nails into Paulo’s back.
Devlin’s cock felt incredible, but it was so much. Joanna wasn’t sure how much she could take but when Devlin pulled out and thrust back in, the pain stepped aside leaving only cascading pleasure.
Releasing Paulo, Joanna panted out of breath. She felt so complete with Devlin inside of her but soon not even that was enough. Looking at Paulo, he seemed to read her mind and offer her more.
Joanna was ecstatic to see Paulo’s familiar cock moving towards her. He looked exquisite naked. Being dragged towards the heights of pleasure she reached out grabbing his hairless narrow ass. Pulling his cock to her mouth, she tried to swallow it allowing herself to be double penetrated for the first time.
Devlin moaned telling her just how much she was enjoying this. Grabbing onto Paulo’s balls, she gripped lightly allowing his cock to thrust. Never in her life had she dreamed of something so pleasurable. And when she heard Paulo insist that it was his turn, Joanna almost came.
Devlin pulled his cock out of Joanna with a pop. She yelped. It was amazing how much she missed him the moment he pulled out. Practically feeling like she was drowning, she counted the seconds before Paulo took Devlin’s place. He eventually did, but it could not come soon enough.
Feeling Paulo lift her legs in his masterful hands, Joanna opened her eyes and looked his way. Paulo looked beautiful, but what drew her attention was the way Devlin stood behind him staring at the beautiful man. Devlin needed to touch him but he dared not. Thinking about what could possibly happen, Joanna slipped closer to orgasm.
When Paulo pushed himself inside of her, a bolt of electricity shot up her inner thigh and landed on her sex. Joanna clenched in silent orgasm as Paulo leaned forward clutching her breasts and kissing her lips.
Joanna liked staring at Devlin. Devlin couldn’t take his eyes off of Paulo’s ass. Thinking about Devlin kneeling behind Paulo and grabbing his back, Joanna orgasmed again, this time as she let out a squeal.
The sound quickly caused Paulo to come. Joanna was fine with that. She was sure that she had one more left in her, but it was way back there and she needed someone was a little bit more reach to get it out.
“Okay,” Devlin finally said as he touched Paulo’s back brushing him aside. Exhausted, Paulo rolled off of Joanna laying next to her on his back.
“On your knees,” Devlin ordered the willing girl.
With all of the strength that she had left, Joanna rolled onto her knees while allowing her chest to press against the blanket. Devlin did not waste any time. Kneeling behind her, he rubbed the head of his dick from her clit to her pussy and when their two juices blended into one. Devlin took hold of his long cock, positioned it at the mouth of her opening, and tossed himself in causing her to curve her back like a hissing cat.
With both of his hands tightly gripping her hips, Devlin went to work. For Joanna, it was overwhelming. She was still sensitive from her multiple orgasms yet she yearned for more. Without asking, Paulo found her hand and intertwined their fingers. Joanna was so grateful.
Turning her head and looking at Paulo, she suddenly realized that he hadn’t clutched her for comfort. Paulo was looking at Devlin with a longing that Joanna never thought she would see. After just fucking her, Paulo was already hard. Joanna wanted to look back to see if Devlin was looking at him to, but she got her answer as Paulo began to stroke himself and Devlin began to fuck her harder.
It was then that she could feel it coming. It was like an avalanche. Her knees wobbled as her legs shook. And suddenly no longer able to take a breath, she stared at Paulo’s vulnerable eyes as the crest of orgasm crashed over her.
Joanna was the first to come, but Paulo and Devlin soon followed. Joanna had never felt anything like that. She had never felt so fulfilled and full at the same time.
Exhausted, Devlin slumped on top of her. With Joanna’s legs turning to jelly, she collapsed. Falling towards Paulo, the three of them ended in a pile. Joanna was facing the other way, but the way the two men held her, she had to believe that they were also holding each other. As tired as she was, thinking about the two masculine men in their naked embrace, made her wonder if either of them was up for one more round.