Melissa had never said the words “fuck” and “me” in the same sentence before.
Brad was nearing his release point. Her orgasms had Melissa’s slick cunt walls clenching and spasming around his tool, her pussy juice making it much easier for him to work his tool in and out. He gave another balls-deep thrust and went rigid.
“Here … it … COMES. Take my jizz.”
Melissa felt a hot sensation deep in her belly as Brad’s cum started to spurt from his cock like a fire hose on full blast. After three or four long spurts, he started to slowly stroke his cock back and forth inside her clinging pussy. He laid her down on the rock and his prick popped loose. He rocked forward on his knees, clenching his buttocks as a last few spurts of jizz exited, landing on Melissa’s pussy mound and lower stomach.
Lorraine moved like a cat and was soon on all fours, her tongue licking up the cum cream from Melissa’s skin. Jizz was leaking from her cunt and Lorraine’s tongue lapped up all it could. Melissa’s pussy was still quivering and Lorraine’s tongue bath was preventing her from coming down from her orgasmic mountain.
Brad stood up, his cock slowly drooping to at-ease state. Lorraine was in a state of highly charged arousal but she knew it was time to return to the beach. As Brad slipped on his swim trunks, she picked up her bikini top and bottom and her cover up.
Brad then knelt next to Melissa and put his hand on her cheek. “Melissa, why don’t you rest, maybe take a swim. We’ll see you back at the beach.”
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It seemed like she laid there for hours but it was only a few minutes. Her encounter with her boss and his wife had scrambled her circuitry. She didn’t think it was a dream. She had been seduced and fucked. And she had enjoyed it. Her body was still tingling, especially her pussy. Part of her mind didn’t believe that something as big as Brad’s cock had actually made it inside that small opening in her body.
Melissa got to her feet and then waded into the cool water of the pool. The cool water was soft and refreshing on her skin. She dunked her head, then used her hands to smooth back her hair. Her right hand reached down to her pussy; after her recent interlude, it seemed completely natural to touch herself. She rubbed her mound, between her lips. Her clit had retreated behind its hood but when she touched the top of her slit, she felt a new kind of tingle.
She climbed out of the pool and laid down on the rock where she had been fucked. After she had air dried, she pulled on her panties, skirt and blouse. This time she buttoned it all the way but left the shirt tails out. It was still damp, as was her skin, so it clung to the curve of her breasts.
It was late afternoon when she returned to the beach. The fire was blazing bigger than normal and her companions were all there. She felt six sets of eyes on her as she approached.
“Hey, Melissa,” Rachel said in a cheery voice, “how was your day? Do anything fun?”
Melissa turned red with embarrassment. Brad and Lorraine had apparently told the group of their sexual encounter. The others were grinning and smiling at Melissa in a way that indicated they knew all the details — not only of what had happened earlier in the day but her previous encounter with the captain’s cock.
Jason, the muscular first mate with the black hair and brown skin, started walking toward Melissa. “Seems like everybody on this fuckin’ island has got their rocks off ‘cept me,” he said in a somewhat threatening voice.
Melissa turned to run but his strong hand quickly clamped around her wrist, yanking her back toward him.
“C’mon, little lady, I hear you like to fuck,” he said. “Hey, cap’n, wanna lend a hand here?”
Captain John quickly joined his first mate. He grabbed Melissa’s arms from behind and pinned them back as her boss had done earlier in the day. The first mate wasted little time. His hands went to the neck of Melissa’s flimsy blouse and ripped it open, the buttons flying away. The sound of the tearing cloth sounded like a gun shot. He continued to yank and tear until only tatters of the sleeves hung from her wrists.
Jason then started pulling on the waist of her skirt, breaking the button and ripping open the zipper. The skirt fell to the sand and then he grabbed Melissa’s panties at each hip and ripped them free.
The power and suddenness of the attack took Melissa’s breath away. In the deep recesses of her brain, a place that wasn’t easily accessed, Melissa knew there was something exciting about being overpowered, stripped, held against her will.
She glanced over at the two couples and was shocked to see that they were now naked and watching with interest. The two cocks were hard and the two women were stroking them as they watched Melissa in the grip of the two sailors.
Jason then took Melissa’s head between his strong hands, bent and kissed her hard and deep, his insistent tongue plunging deep and overpowering her. The captain released her hands and she tried to push Jason away. Moments later, the captain had pinned her arms again. He had taken the opportunity to remove his shorts and now his hard-throbbing cock was nestling against her back, just above the crack of her ass.
As Jason kissed her, his hands dropped down to take possession of her breasts. His calloused hands were rough and demanding as he mashed and molded her mounds. She gasped against his mouth. “MmmFMFMMggggg.”
Jason broke free from their deep soul kiss, his hands still kneading her breasts. John was humping her with his cock, his erection moving up and down her smooth back.
“Cap’n says you’re a good cock sucker,” Jason said with a grin. “Let’s see.”
He reached down and undid the button holding up his shorts and they slid down his tree-like legs. His cock was a 10-inch monster. Even Lorraine and Rachel gasped when they saw it pop free.
Jason laid down on his back and John pushed Melissa to her knees. She was between Jason’s legs and staring at his thick, meaty shaft. “At least all I have to do is suck it,” she reasoned. She grabbed it with her right hand, which looked like a child’s hand as it grasped his rod.
John pushed Melissa and made her bend at the hips so her free hand was supporting her. She felt him pulling her knees apart and then she felt the swollen head of his cock pushing against her pussy.
Jason grabbed her hair with both hands and pulled her mouth to his swollen dick head. The skin of his shaft was a light brown and the bulbous head was a dark purple. With Jason’s insistent tugging, Melissa found her mouth being forced against his throbbing phallus. Her mouth opened and her lips encircled the swollen head.
Displaying excellent timing, John thrust his 8-inch cock deep in Melissa’s pussy just as her lips encircled Jason’s prick bulb. “MFMMGGGNNNNAAAAHHHH,” she moaned as her tight tunnel accepted its second cock of the day. This time, though, from a different angle. The captain’s swollen cock head pushed its way inside Melissa until his groin met her upturned ass.
While Brad had had to fight for every centimeter inside Melissa’s pussy, John’s cock was not as wide, and her snatch had been stretched by the earlier fucking. The captain groaned as his dick easily slipped in and out. He used Melissa’s hips as handles as he rocked his flesh spear back and forth.