I almost felt sorry for Carson. Despite his indiscretions with Sacha, he had been the life of the party, and now he was sitting on the window seat looking pretty lonely.

Then I saw Sally take Ethan by the hand and walk him towards the stairs. As she passed Carson, she whispered something to him. He smiled, gave them a minute, and then snuck down the stairs to join them.

“Did you see that?” I asked Aaron.

“Dirty little bugger has got lucky. At least it has gotten him out of your hair. I told you he has the hots for you.”

Valerie noticed them leave, and grabbing Owen’s hand, she led him to Ava’s bedroom. Valerie had told me earlier that they intended to move Nick into the third bedroom and put Ava where we were sleeping but hadn’t gotten around to it yet. And that there was only a king-single bed in Ava’s room.

Aaron and I got up to dance, but then curiosity got the better of me, and I nudged Aaron, “Let’s sneak downstairs and look at what’s going on.”

I snatched the camera from the end of the credenza as we passed and tiptoed down the stairs. The bedroom door was wide open. So I leaned in and snapped a shot of the three of them on the bed. Ethan had his back against the headboard. Sally was on her knees, sucking on his very average-sized prick while getting hammered by Carson from the rear. He was still fully dressed in the Satyr costume, his rather impressive phallus poking through the unzipped front of the wooden pants.

I walked into the room, snapping some excellent shots. Then as I panned up to Ethan’s face, I saw the alarm, almost panic, written across his face as he realised what I was doing. So I dropped the camera to my side, mouthed sorry to him, escaped out the door and followed Aaron back upstairs.

When we got to the top of the stairs, the only ones left in the room were Ryker, Sacha and Tony. A slow number was playing, and Ryker had Sacha in a loose embrace, sensually swaying her body to the music. Tony had finished tidying up and had moved over behind Sacha, with his hands on her shoulders, his kneading fingers bringing deep sighs from Sacha’s lips.

I was surprised; this frigid woman who had earlier hugged everyone with her hips a good two feet apart was embraced between two men and seemed to be enjoying the experience. I didn’t want to get caught staring, but I did want to observe her seduction. So I hauled Aaron to his feet for another dance.

I danced him around, observing the proceedings over his shoulder. Then, with my eyes half-closed in case any of the trio looked over at us, I watched Tony move his hands down to Sacha’s waist and kneed the muscles in the hollow of her lower back. She did not flinch or object to his sensual ministrations. Instead, she hugged Ryker tighter, and I heard her moan into his neck.

A movement appeared in my peripheral vision. It was Carson. He stepped from the top of the stairs, approached us, and asked where his brother was. Aaron answered, “He’s in the third bedroom over there. Leave them be.”

But Carson ignored him, turned, walked to the bedroom door, and entered, only half closing the door behind him. Aaron looked at me, concern on his face. We waited, holding our breath, confident he would reappear with his tail between his legs. But after a few minutes, nothing happened. So we continued our slow dance. I watched Ryker’s progress but was intrigued to know what was happening in the room behind us.

Finally unable to stand it any longer, I looked at Aaron and said we should look. So I picked up Ryker’s camera from the couch, pushed Ava’s door open a little more, and glanced into the bedroom.

Just inside the door was Ava’s cot. On the opposite wall was a large single bed. Owen was lying on his back, Valerie, naked as the day she was born, straddling him, hips bucking up and down. But the real shock was that Carson was positioned behind them, running his quite impressive cock along the crack of her arse.

I let out a gasp. Fortunately, it went unnoticed in their passioned frenzy. Then I gripped Aaron’s arm tight as I watched Carson guide his re-awakened pecker into her bum. I had seen anal in a porn video my girlfriends had watched. A couple of the girls thought it must be something staged or photoshopped, as no woman could do that, and the pain would be too severe.

 But Valerie, although she looked to be in pain, obviously was pleased with his attentions, as she humped her arse back into him and moaned for him to fuck her harder. I thought about lifting my arm and snapping some photos, then told myself, No, Ryker would not want to see them. And feeling like a perv, I shut the door quietly and pushed Aaron ahead of me back to resume our dance.

The three protagonists in the middle of the lounge were still slow dancing together. Sacha was on tiptoes, looking into Ryker’s eyes. The look on her face was of pure need, she looked like a hungry, wanton woman, and her hips were moving in sensual motions against Tony, who was now pushing his hips against hers. So I was not surprised when they started shuffling towards the bedroom door.

I snuggled into Aaron and wondered at the change in Sacha. Was it the alcohol, or was it Ryker’s charm? Both, I guessed, but I was surprised she was allowing Tony to touch her. Then, still puzzling Sacha’s change of heart, I broke away from Aaron. “Take me to bed, but just cuddle, please. I don’t want to make love tonight.”

“Why, are you too tender down there?” Aaron asked.

‘Men!’ I thought; it is always the physical, not the psychological, they think of first. 

“No, I’m not sore,” I replied, “It has been a lot for me to take in. I’m a bit overwhelmed by all that has happened.”

“Sorry, I should have taken better care of you,” he hesitated, “I shouldn’t have let Rex do that to you at lunchtime.”

“Don’t be silly. Rex was just a tiny interlude to the most amazing experience with you. I thought I was going to burst apart; it was so good. This evening has been incredible, the food, games, everyone so happy, watching them all get so sexually aroused. It’s hard to explain, but I feel I need to retain a small bit of sanity and balance. If I have sex right now, I will be just like the others, and it will be a debauched quick release that means nothing. Does that make any sense?” I asked, watching his face, wanting him to understand.

“I understand.” He hesitated as if he should open up and tell me something. Then shrugging away his apprehension, he continued, “When Ryker and I shared a young woman the first time. It was amazingly erotic initially, but when he started getting rough with her and asked me to smack her arse and stuff, I suddenly wanted to run away. It was too much. I couldn’t define to myself what I felt. Don’t get me wrong, what Ryker did to the young lady, really pressed her button. She was over the moon. But I did not want to be part of it and left him to her. So yes, I understand how you feel.”

He bent, picked me up, and carried me into our bedroom. I felt pretty emotional that he understood. We stripped and got into bed. We didn’t say anything. We just held each other tight. I thought I would drift into a deep sleep. But we could hear the sounds of lovemaking next door, and I realised both bathroom doors must be open, as we could almost hear what they were saying.

Then Sacha called out, “Oooh, Nooo, Not there.” And then she moaned that she was cumming.

Aaron and I sat up and looked at one another, wondering what had kindled such a response. And we lept out of bed together, racing one another into the bathroom.

Looking around the door, we saw Ryker and Sacha facing one another on their sides. Sacha had her left leg drawn up to her chest, her foot resting on Ryker’s hip. He was deep inside her but not moving while she was slamming her hips onto him. But she was also driving her backside onto Tony’s finger on the backstroke. A finger he was forcefully thrusting into her arse.

Tony’s finger in her butt was obviously what had prompted the outburst we had heard. She had to have accepted it now, as she seemed to be having one continuous orgasm. Ryker’s face was a revelation: passion, tenderness, and pride showed. It looked a lot like love to me. He looked smitten and was murmuring comforting sounds in Sacha’s ear.

Then his expression changed. His face showed rapture, then release. He let out a long groan as he met her every thrust with equal force, then collapsed over onto his back.

Sacha took a minute to realise he had slipped from her, then opened her eyes in disappointment. But only for a minute. Tony rolled her flat on her stomach, pulled her arse up from the bed, and plunged into her from behind. She let out a low growl of pleasure, then turned her head to Ryker. “Sorry, I can’t help it.”

Ryker just leaned in and kissed her as her body was wracked with a series of intense orgasms. I was glad I did not take a bet with Ryker on his breaking her, as he called it. Not a word I would have used, and by the look on Ryker’s face, not an expression he would use again either.

I looked at Aaron, indicating we should leave, as I’d seen enough. He was sporting an enormous hard-on. Poor bugger, he was really turned on. I grabbed his hand and led him back to our bed, closing both bathroom doors. I had a dirty thought, was Tony fucking Sacha in her arse? I didn’t think so, as I’m sure she would have yelled out in pain. But the thought brought a pleasant twinge of anticipation in my own bottom.

I pushed Aaron down onto our bed and gave him a blow job I hoped he would remember for a long time. He tried to stop me, saying I didn’t need to do it. But I wanted it just as much as he did. I could only get about two inches in my mouth, the head was that swollen, but I sucked and worked my tongue around the head like it was a small toffee apple. My hand hardly fit all around the shaft, but I stroked it with lightning speed and, in less than a minute, was rewarded by three strong jets of his seed, exploding against the back of my throat.

When we had calmed down, I rolled away from him, turned, and spooned into his body. Then, blessed sleep, I was going to go out like a log. But, at that moment, just as I closed my eyes, our bedroom door opened, and in walked Carson. He approached my side of the bed and tried to climb in beside me.

“Carson!” I yelled. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” As I clutched the sheets tightly to my chest.

“I thought you may want some company. I need somewhere to sleep,” he mumbled.

“Well, I don’t.” I could feel Aaron tense up behind me and knew there would be trouble if I did not defuse the situation.

“Why don’t you get Rex to drive you guys home?”

“He’s not here. His car has gone, and so has Bailey. I think the dirty bugger has taken her back to his place.”

“Well, sleep on the couch, or try Sally downstairs. But you’re not getting in here with us.”

“Oh well, good try. Sorry Aaron, didn’t mean to upset you.” And he turned to leave the room. But instead of returning to the lounge, he opened the bathroom door and walked through there.

Aaron and I turned to look at each other. “He can’t be going to try with Sacha,” I whispered to Aaron, “Ryker will rip his head off.”

“I’m not too sure about that. Listen,” said Aaron, cocking his head to the side.

And sure enough, there was the sound of unmistakable lovemaking still happening in the next bedroom and murmured voices, none sounding very upset.

We lay there listening until we heard Sacha wail, “Not there, ooh fuck, nooo.” And Aaron and I were out of bed again and striding back into the bathroom.

I knew what I would see, but I still gasped loudly as I took in Carson’s crouched form on the bed. He was bent over Sacha’s backside. She had been riding Ryker when Carson entered the room. Ryker was holding her tightly on top of him now, and Carson’s knob was pressed hard against her butt.

She wailed out that it hurt, and I was surprised to hear Ryker soothing her and say that it would only hurt for a minute and for her to relax. Tony had been lying on his side watching but now leaned over to his bedside cabinet and took out a jar of Vaseline.

Seeing this, Carson pulled out, rubbed a good dollop onto his angry-looking knob, and re-entered Sacha quite easily. Again, the sight of the randy little Satyr crouched over a woman, fucking her with abandon, struck me as bizarre. It was too much for me. I indicated to Aaron that I wanted to go to bed. We shut both bathroom doors again, and I was only aware of Aaron snuggling in behind me for a matter of seconds before I slipped into a deep sleep.

——-

I awoke the next morning, dreaming about a bunch of Satyr’s taking me in every orifice. As I came fully awake, I found I was sucking my thumb and had my hand between my legs. I pulled both hands away, embarrassed about Aaron catching me like that. Then l glanced over to see if he was watching. He was lying on his side facing me but was fast asleep.

I began to recall the events from the night before. Pictures of Valerie taken by two guys and memories of Sacha’s seduction ran through my mind. Suddenly I was extremely horny. I returned my hand down between my legs and, sure enough, found my juices were already flowing. I pushed Aaron onto his back and straddled him, sliding my wet slit along his semi-soft member. It only took a few swings of my hips, and his beautiful cock started to harden.

.As I watched his face break out in a huge happy grin, I lifted, positioned his cock, and lowered myself until I had him firmly embedded. We both started humping against one another and soon, I felt the rush and a tingling sensation that indicated a climax was imminent. I shut my eyes and concentrated on these feelings, and then I arched my back as I felt my nipples squeezed between Aaron’s fingers.

It took less than a dozen strokes, and I came. So much for the rumour, my girlfriends passed around, that guys always come too soon and leave you frustrated. I kept swinging my hips against Aaron, trying to get him off. I saw his face screw up in concentration before he stopped me. “I’m not going to cum; I badly want to pee. Sorry.” And when he saw the look of disappointment on my face, he said, “I don’t mind. That was the sexiest wakeup I’ve ever had, and to watch you cum… I’ll take that any day.”

I felt a little disappointed as he took off to the toilet. I’m sure I would have cum again if he had. I looked at my phone and saw that it was 5:50 am. So I followed him into the bathroom and said we should shower before everyone else woke.

After our shower, we snuggled up in bed again and listened to the activity in Tony’s bedroom. It sounded like Sacha was getting another seeing to from the boys.

“Sounds like last night wasn’t just the alcohol.” Grinned Aaron.

Then we heard the shower going, and moments after it stopped, Our bathroom door opened, and Sacha crept into our room. She only had a towel held tightly around her.

“I’m looking for my clothes,” she said.

She was back to her old insecure self. She looked embarrassed and uneasy, and her face blushed red as we looked at her.

“Come here. Talk to me,” I said, beckoning Sacha over.

But I got a shock when she came to my side of the bed, dropped her towel, and, stark naked, climbed under the sheets with me.

“My towel is wet,” she said in explanation.

Aaron climbed out and pulled on a robe. “I need to pee again.”

I rolled to Aaron’s side of the bed, feeling awkward about Sacha’s naked body touching mine.

“I’m feeling guilty, ashamed, conflicted. I’m definitely going to hell.” She almost wailed.

“Sacha! Look at me! There is no hell, not the sort you’re picturing anyway. Snap out of it, and imagine for a minute that you are going through the front door of your work. You are a Chemical Engineer; you know how all the elements and chemicals react and form everything in the universe. You have a lot of knowledge in your head about what happened billions of years ago, right back to just after the big bang.”

I gave her a second to get her mind into the analytical space she would have while at work.

“Now, do you see in all those billions of years any sign of a god at work or any sign of heaven and hell? No, you don’t. God may exist before the big bang. He may have caused it. I don’t know, and maybe he made all the elements. But there is no scientific proof of anything existing other than what you see in your studies. And say he does exist, you know that all the probabilities are that there are thousands of worlds out there, and he’s not going to have the time to watch what you did last night. Agree?”

She nodded her head but still looked doubtful. We were interrupted by Aaron crawling back under the sheets and spooning up to my back. But I ignored him and carried on.

“Heaven and hell do exist. They are in your mind. Last night you went to heaven, in fact, I heard you yell out more than once that you were in heaven. Hell is the place your mother has unwittingly sent you by filling your mind up with all this crap about doing the right thing, or you will be struck down dead. Are you still wearing your chemical engineer hat? Do you see the sense of what I’m saying?”

Sacha looked at me. “But I did some terrible things last night and enjoyed them.”

“How can what you did be so terrible when it made you feel so good? You hurt no one, and I would venture to suggest; you made three men very happy last night.”

Sacha looked surprised. I don’t think she realised that Aaron and I knew about Carson.

 “But Carson did something indecent.” I could see and hear the doubt in her voice.

“And you enjoyed it!” I said softly.

 She nodded in a very meek voice, “Yes, I felt debased but was overwhelmed by the biggest thrill of the night.”

“What did he do?” I asked.

Aaron spoke, “He fucked you in the arse. You know that many women love that. Some even prefer anal to regular sex for a multitude of reasons.”

I put this information away in my memory banks to quiz him about it later. Sacha suddenly grabbed me up in a huge embrace, she was softly crying into my neck.

“I was feeling so wretched. Both of them made love to me again this morning. I wanted it, yet hated myself for being so weak.” She sobbed against me.

At that moment, the door flew open and in walked Valerie. “Oh! You’re being unfaithful to me already,” she said, looking me in the eye.

Both Sacha and I stammered out our denials at the same time.

“It’s all right, I’m teasing; Aaron would have a huge grin on his face if you were. But, instead, he’s lying there, a million miles away, looking very serious.”

“I’m thinking about Heaven and Hell and where Nique has taken me these last five days,” Aaron responded.

“Well, get up. Ryker is out cooking breakfast and says for me to tell you that he wants to have the sails up and be leaving the harbour before 8:30 this morning.”

Then looked at Sacha, “What are you crying about? Two guys are out in the kitchen with grins a mile wide. Considering you put them there, I expected you to look the same.”

As she turned to go, Sacha called, “Where are my clothes?”

Valerie responded that they were in the Vanity Chest at the foot of our bed, “I hid them, with Bailey’s and Nique’s last night, in case one of you snuck off and got out of character. By the way, does anyone know what happened to Bailey? I’ve not seen her.”

“She and Rex disappeared together almost straight after the party games. Carson told us he looked for her and found that Rex’s car had gone,” I replied.

“Oh! There are going to be some consequences. Sorry, Sacha, I’m guessing you know that Ethan is downstairs sleeping with Sally and Carson. I looked in their bedroom ten minutes ago.”

As Valerie turned and exited the room, a much more confident Sacha hopped out of bed and rifled around in the trunk for her clothes. I joined her, and the three of us dressed and then moved out to the lounge. Sacha joined Ryker and began to help him cook breakfast. I quietly smiled as I watched her take over and start giving him instructions on how to keep the poached eggs runny and turn the heat down, or he was going to burn the bacon.

We had all just sat down to eat a hearty cooked breakfast when Owen crept out to join us, and soon after, Carson arrived from downstairs.

 Sacha finished her breakfast and got up to cook some more for them. I had finished mine and gone over to sit with Valerie when Rex stepped through the ranch slider and came to sit with us.

“I’ve brought Bailey’s pirate outfit back, but it will need to be washed, sorry,” he said, handing Valerie a plastic bag. 

Then he turned to me. “Thank you for your advice last night. I know I got a bit stroppy, but I did follow it. Thanks.”

Sacha called out to him to get some breakfast. Ethan and Sally came up the stairs at about the same time. Ethan looked as guilty as anyone I’d seen, but Sacha didn’t make eye contact. Instead, she just handed him a plate, told him to take what he wanted, and continued cooking.

I turned to Rex, asking him how it went with Bailey and if he would see her again, as I knew she would be on the island for at least two more days while their Yacht was being repaired.

“No, she said this morning that it was a one-off and not going to happen again… Unfortunately.”

—-

A funny aside. A week later, Ryker was on the phone with Tony, and Tony recounted a tale he heard down at the local pub. 

Evidently, the old tractor guy entertained the whole pub with the story about our party night. He said loudly so the entire pub could hear; about the young girl from the beached Yacht, the most religious woman he had ever met.

“That red-headed builder guy brought her home just after 11:00. They were hardly through the door of the flat below when she was praying. ‘Oh God’, she kept yelling. ‘God, I love it, God, it’s wonderful, and God, I’m coming.’ I wished she’d bloody go so that I could get to sleep. They were only quiet for twenty minutes when she started praying again. Yelling out, ‘How beautiful he was and god is huge etc.’ Then again, just after three in the morning, I was woken up again by her yelling out, “Oh God, Magnificent, etc. Then, bugger me if she wasn’t singing all the ‘Oh God’ stuff again just after 5:00 this morning. A very, very, religious lady,” he said.

When Ryker relayed the story to Aaron and me, we all cracked up laughing. And I recounted to them that Rex had told me it was a one-off, but it sounded like the night had a few more than that.

—-

After breakfast, we packed our bags and took them down to Tony’s van. Ryker took Sacha into the apartment downstairs, and I could see he was talking earnestly with her.

When they finally came out to join us, Rex and Sally were waiting in their car, with Ethan in the back. Ethen leaned over and opened the other door for Sacha. But she ignored him, turned, and gave Ryker a big farewell hug and a passionate kiss. Ethan looked pretty pissed, not a happy camper at all. Rex and Sally appeared OK, but I doubted that would last much longer.

Once they had departed, we all farewelled Owen and Carson; Valerie was to drive them back to their lodgings. I had packed Bailey’s clothes for Carson to return to her, wondering if she had any other clothes with her. 

Tony drove us over to Schooner Bay. It was just before 8:00 am when we pulled the dinghy down to the water’s edge, and all hugged Tony goodbye.

As we rowed out to the Yacht, I asked Ryker what his big discussion with Sacha had been about, “It looked very serious?”

“She’s leaving Ethan. Going to call her work in Auckland as soon as she gets home and see if she can return full-time next week or the week after. Says she has wanted to do it for weeks,” said Ryker.

Aaron piped up, “Where will she stay?”

“I’ve asked her to move in with me.”

Aaron’s Jaw nearly hit the bottom of the boat, “Looks like we both found a good woman this weekend!”

“Yes, you had better call Max when you get home and thank him for bringing Veronique,” said Ryker, giving me a cheeky grin.

“I have another couple of questions.” Ryker looked at me and rolled his eyes.

“What were you talking about with Carson earlier? That also looked a bit serious. And what is in the big package that Valerie handed you?” I asked, looking at the big plastic bag on top of our gear.

“I’ve asked Carson to do some work for me.”

“He’s not an Architect. Doesn’t even know anything about building,” exclaimed Aaron.

Ryker laughed, “I’ve asked him to come and entertain at my dungeon opening in two or three weeks. And the package is his Satyr outfit. I’ve donated to the Island theatre company and bought it from them.”

When we got to the Yacht, we readied it for the trip home, but we kept discussing Carson. We all agreed that he was quite a character and had been the life of the party. Aaron and Ryker couldn’t believe his stamina. 

“He had three women and told me he gave Sally another couple during the night!” said Ryker.

We sailed out of Schooner Bay just after 8:30 am and headed down to Channel Island first, where we did one circuit and caught two Kahawai. Then we sailed to Happy Jack Island and pulled into Elephant Cove for lunch.

Ryker went to make the sandwiches, but I asked if I could search the galley and do lunch for a change. I figured we had all had enough seafood, so I searched the cupboards and the freezer. I placed the bits and pieces I’d found onto the bench and made a Pasta dish. I called Aaron and asked him to help me fry up the half dozen beef sausages I had seen in the freezer. Next, I boiled up the packet of spaghetti and added garlic cloves and some baby mushrooms. Let it simmer, then dished the lot out over the sliced sausages, finished with a good sprinkling of parmesan cheese and paprika. It went down a treat. 

Once finished, Ryker let Aaron do the cleaning up, and he came and sat down with me, “Bruce and Jill, you know, the ones I told you about when you asked about BDSM, Well the husband of the couple that I think put me onto Bruce and Jill, is very high up in the medical department at Auckland Uni. So I’m going to ask him about getting you onto this year’s psychology course.”

“I can’t do that, I haven’t the money, and my parents certainly can’t afford it, plus I already have a job.”

“You said your bosses are trying to talk you into becoming a doctor. And it’s pretty obvious why. So your job is not a factor. And I’m going to sponsor you, so money is not a problem either,” Ryker said.

“I can’t take money from you. I hardly know you. What will you want in return?” I argued.

Ryker calmly quietened me down, then explained that he had inherited more money than he knew what to do with. 

“I decided when I was at University that I would try and do some good with what I have inherited. So I support a few charities that concentrate on saving endangered animals, etc., plus I have a couple of conservation projects going with Tony out on the Barrier. But supporting you in becoming a good Psychologist would probably do as much good as some of my other efforts. So I want nothing more than to see you succeed.

Besides, with my lifestyle, I may need some more of your good advice over the years, so having you properly trained seems like a bloody good idea.”

Aaron came out and heard the end of our conversation, and they both talked me into letting Ryker see if he could pull off a meeting with the medical guy at the University. Ryker admitted it was a long shot, as the first semester started in less than three weeks. But he had heard there were always students that pulled out for a multitude of reasons and that one of their spots may be available.

I leaned against Aaron and relaxed, letting the Yacht’s motion lull me into a dreamy state. I thought about the weekend and all that had happened. From my first sex with Aaron, the amazing experience with Aaron and Ryker on the beach, watching Sally have multiple orgasms, Aaron sharing me with Rex, to Sacha’s awakening the night before.

How much was I going to tell my friends? As I thought this through, I realised I couldn’t tell them much. I’d grown away from them in the last year, especially my best friend, Sacha, whom I’d known since kindergarten. All she thought and talked about was boys and fashion, and she was such a terrible gossip. She just lived with the sole goal of catching the wealthiest, best-looking guy she could.

One stood out when I thought of my group of friends, though, Natalie. She stood out, as she had only started at our school two years ago and was a bit aloof and quiet. Sacha reckoned she had heard she had an older guy as a lover. Thinking as I was about the weekend, that made sense to me. She probably thought we were all pretty immature. I had seen her several times around the hospital and knew she was training to be a nurse. So I decided there and then that I would catch her at lunch one day and find out what made her tick.

Returning to the present, I was aware that Aaron was whispering a question in my ear.

“Do you want to come down and help me pack? We will be at the Akarana Marina in an hour or so and be spending the next few days apart?”

I looked around the boat; Rangitoto was looming on our left, and the weekend was nearly over. The horrible thought hit that I would spend the next few nights alone. I would miss being around these two guys, especially having Aaron’s warm body beside me as I slept.

I also realised that with all my thoughts of the weekend, I was horny. “Yes, let’s go pack,” I said, leaping up and grabbing Aaron’s hand. I pulled him down below, into the forward cabin, and shut the door.

Aaron had a startled look on his face. My unexpected show of sexual desire had caught him out. I unzipped my shorts, and as they fell to my ankles, I reached over and started unzipping him and dragging his shorts down his legs.

Suddenly, my need registered with him. His face changed from surprise to a look of desire, and he grabbed at my waist and pulled my T-shirt up over my head. I tried to do the same to him, but he brushed my hands aside, picked me up, and lay me on the bed. I held onto his neck and pulled him hard against me, feeling his hand between my legs, trying to rip my panties to the side.

He rammed a finger inside me, and finding me already wet, he pulled it out and positioned his cock against my slit. His urge was now even greater than my own. I knew he was trying to be gentle but couldn’t contain his lust. He thrust his way inside me, then set to jerking his hips at quite a rapid pace. I tried to slow him down, as I wanted this to be special, seeing as I may not have him again for who knows how long. But he was too far gone. All my protestations did, was spur him on, so I wrapped my legs around his arse and urged him to fuck me harder.

He must have felt close and realised he needed to wait for me as he came to a stop. His face screwed up in his effort to hold back his impending orgasm. Then pulled out and gripped his cock hard. 

“Fuck, I nearly came. Sorry!”

“Come here. I want you to come. Bring me off with those beautiful fingers afterwards.”

He rolled me over onto my stomach and entered me from behind. Now I felt my orgasm building and turned my head to search out his face, “Wait for me. I’m close,” I groaned.

He reached under me and lifted me onto my hands and knees. He grasped at my tits, handled them roughly, searched out my nipples by feel, then twisted and kneaded them, bringing waves of desire flooding my whole body.

When he leaned forward and kissed me, I was gone, and as I erupted, I felt him explode inside me. We both writhed and spasmed as climaxes raged through our bodies. Then we collapsed, side by side, on the bed.

“Fuck that was intense,” he said, astonishment sounding in his voice. “I can’t believe I lost control so easily. Did I hurt you?”

I replied that he hadn’t, and it was just as good for me. We whispered to each other as our hearts slowed to normal. Then Aaron asked me if I’d move in with him, as he didn’t want to spend his nights alone anymore.

I was on cloud nine as we walked up on deck and rejoined Ryker. We were rounding North Head, only ten to fifteen minutes from docking at the marina. I wondered how my mother would react when these two handsome guys turned up with me. And how hard it would be to tell my father I was leaving home.