Chapter 4

Justin ... Meeting Chelsea

That morning when my aunt called to tell me someone was coming to the island, I was a bit perturbed. It was finally the quiet season where I got to enjoy the beauty of the area all to myself with several of my friends who either stayed on the island or visited periodically for our get-togethers.

We all went to high school together and have kept in touch. We have a special bond one might say. And being on a private island allows us to do certain activities at our leisure. However, when she sent me a picture of this amazing doll, I couldn’t help but get excited.

I live on a private island in the main house with my friends Naomi and Charles. We stay on the island all year and we have this open relationship.

Stefano lives on the island as well, but he stays in one of the bungalows in the forest. He’s also our chef. He loves to cook and we gladly let him.

Then there’s Asif, Cristian, and Andre who all live on the mainland but visit.

As I walked up to her eyeing me as if I was a mirage, I got a good feeling inside. She was just a vision of absolute beauty. Her skin was velvety smooth, looked like she had been dipped in chocolate. Her lips were full. Her big brown eyes scanned me up and down before I spoke to introduce myself, “Hello, Justin. You must be Chelsea.”

Her voice was a sweet mezzo-alto that resonated in my ears. I grabbed her bags and allowed her to walk a little ahead of me so I could check her out. She was slim but full in all the right places. I was having a hard time concentrating on behaving myself.

We took a cab over to the docks and later caught the ferry. The night air was a little cool. I offered her my jacket and sat close to her. I looked over at her, “What brings you to the island all alone?”

She hesitated but responded, “I’m running away from a cheating boyfriend.”

“I see. You’d prefer a faithful man?”

“I mean. Most women do right? Especially if the man is expecting me to be faithful. He should be too.”

I smiled, “I live with three people. We are in an open relationship. We have fun. No fuss. No confusion.”

At first, she stared at me. Then she asked a series of questions, “So, like the three of you ... you know?”

“We do and quite often.”

“Do y’all like to do it at the same time or do you take turns?”

I had to chuckle. It was cute. She had a plethora of questions. I answered each one frankly.

She nodded as if she was trying to imagine it. Almost imagine herself in our world. We would gladly have her if she was interested. I was ready to taste her. She smelled sweet.

We continued to talk as the boat carried us across the water. “I don’t know if I could do open relationships. I’ve never even randomly had sex with anyone. My ex is the only man I have ever been with.”

“That could change tonight if you wanted to. We’re the only two people on this ferry besides the conductor and he’s a little busy. I know a private spot we can go.”

She chuckled, “I don’t know Justin. That would be crazy. We can’t. We shouldn’t, right?”

“You came here to get away. Just go with the flow. If your body wants it, why deny yourself the pleasure?”

She pondered for a few moments and then said, “Okay. Let’s do it. And hurry before I change my mind.”

I took her hand and led her to a spot out of view. It was dark and no one would see us. Plus there weren’t any other boats in the area at that time for miles. I had her pressed against the wall kissing her mouth as my finger toyed with her swollen clitoris.

I loved the sounds of her sweet moans as I fingered her wet pussy. Her hand was wrapped around my cock. She stroked it nicely. I was ready to push it inside. I turned her around and entered her. She moaned sweetly on the first stroke.

She felt so nice and tight. Her pussy had a tight grip on my shaft. With each thrust, she moaned sweetly. My hands felt her full breasts. She looked back as if she couldn’t believe I was fucking her pussy so good. She had a sweet smile in her eyes.

I kissed her mouth as I continued to fill her hole. We moaned and panted. I felt her body tremble. I could see the island getting closer as I thrust rapidly. I was getting closer. And when the horn sounded to signal arrival, I grunted and spilled into her sweet pussy and left it dripping.

I kissed the back of her neck, “That was so good,” I said.

She touched my face, “It was. I can’t believe I just did that.”

“There’s more if you want it. You know where to find me.”