Carrie's Fun

They drank, the warm night air wrapping around them like a lover's embrace. Tomorrow, they would explore more. The day after, the ceremony. But for now, they were here, naked and free, on an island that promised to change everything—and they were going to enjoy every single second of it.

The welcome dinner had wound down, plates cleared and bottles emptied, but the night was far from over. Carrie sat back in her chair, a lazy smile on her face as she watched the crowd thin out, couples and groups drifting toward the beach, the Temple, the darker corners of the island. The two men on either side of her had finished their food and now were hungry for more than just being wanked off.

"Shall we find somewhere more comfortable" the dark-haired one said.

Carrie's smile widened. "Yes, why not"

They led her away from the dinner area, both of them groping her tits and ass, Carrie had her hands wrapped around their erect cocks. The sound of waves grew louder, and then they emerged into a secluded cove, hidden by rocks and overhanging palms. A cluster of large, plush loungers were arranged in a semicircle, lit by soft lantern light.

And they weren't alone.

On one of the loungers, a woman was straddling her partner, riding him slowly, her head thrown back, her moans carrying on the warm breeze. Her breasts bounced with each movement, and her partner's hands gripped her hips, guiding her rhythm. Carrie watched for a moment, a thrill running through her. This was exactly what she'd come here for.

The dark-haired man—Marco, he'd said—guided her to a lounger across from the couple. The blond, whose name was Jake, settled beside her, his hand already sliding up her thigh.

"Comfortable?" Marco asked, his voice low.

Carrie stretched out on the lounger, spreading her legs slightly, making sure they could see exactly what was on offer. "Very."

They didn't waste time. Marco leaned in, capturing her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss while Jake moved lower, his lips trailing down her neck, her chest, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard.

Carrie moaned, arching her back. "mmmm.mmm"

Marco pulled back, his eyes dark with lust. "You're beautiful"

She grinned, reaching down to grip his cock through his shorts. "Thank you, you're pretty nice too"

Jake moved between her thighs, his tongue finding her clit with practiced precision. Carrie gasped, her hips bucking against his mouth. He ate her like a man starved, his tongue lapping at her slick folds, his fingers sliding inside her, curling and pressing. She came quickly, her thighs trembling around his head, her moans echoing through the cove. Across from her, the woman on the other lounger was riding harder now, her partner's hands gripping her arse as he thrust up into her.

Jake pulled away, his chin glistening. "Delicious."

Marco positioned himself between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He didn't ask—he didn't need to. He pushed into her pussy in one smooth thrust, and Carrie cried out, her nails digging into the lounger.

Marco growled, fucking her hard. "Fuck, that feels good"

Jake moved up, straddling her chest, his cock brushing her lips. She opened her mouth eagerly, taking him deep, gagging slightly as he hit the back of her throat. He groaned, his hips thrusting, fucking her face while Marco pounded her pussy. She was being used, completely, and she loved every second of it. Marco pulled out, flipping her onto her stomach. He grabbed her hips, lifting her arse, and pushed into her from behind. She felt the familiar stretch as he entered her pussy, then the slick slide as he pulled out and pressed against her arsehole.

He pushed in, slow at first, letting her adjust, then harder, his balls slapping against her clit. Carrie moaned, her face buried in the cushion, her body rocking with each thrust. Jake moved around to her front, his cock still slick with her saliva. He guided it to her mouth, and she took him again, moaning around him as Marco fucked her arse. Across the cove, the other woman had flipped onto her back, her partner now fucking her pussy while another man, where had he come from?, thrust into her mouth. Carrie watched through half-lidded eyes, her own pleasure building.

Marco came first, pushed deep into her ass and emptied his balls , Carrie felt the hot warmth inside her rectum. He groaned, his release hot and thick. Marco's body jerked with each squirt of nut, quite a big load too, he must have jerked at least 4 or 5 times, Carrie moaning as Marco fill her ass. He stayed seated up there for a moment, gathered himself and pulled out and sat to the side. Jake pulled out of her mouth. He positioned himself at her pussy, which was very wet due to being fucked in the ass, and thrust inside her. She was so wet, so open, that he slid in easily.

"Fuck," he breathed. "You feel incredible."

He fucked her hard, his rhythm fast and punishing. Carrie was close again, her body trembling, her moans turning into desperate cries. She shattered, her pussy clenching around him, her body convulsing. Jake followed, his cock pulsing, flooding her with his cum. Jake groaned loudly, his cock twitching with every spurt, his balls contracting as they emptied into Carrie's eager and willing hole. He pulled out, and Carrie collapsed onto the lounger, panting, her body slick with sweat and cum. But she wasn't done. They rested for a few minutes, making small talk, groping Carrie and she did the same. Marco and Jake exchanged a look, then moved to stand in front of her. They stroked themselves, their cocks hardening again.

"One more," Marco said, his voice rough. "For the road."

Carrie knelt up, her mouth open, her eyes hungry. She watched them jerk off, their cocks slick with her juices and their own cum. She reached out, stroking them both, her hands working in tandem.

"Come on," she urged. "Cover me."

They came together, their cum spraying across her face, her cheeks, her lips, her chin. She closed her eyes, letting it coat her, feeling it drip down her skin.

When they were done, she opened her eyes, licking her lips, tasting the mix of them.

"Fuck," Jake breathed. "That was a good first day"

Carrie smiled, wiping a strand of cum from her eye. "It certainly is", Carrie reached for some tissues that were next to the stand of condoms and wiped the cum from her face, and rubbed the rest of the cum into her tits.

Across the cove, the other woman had finished too, her body limp on the lounger, her partner's cum dripping from her pussy. She caught Carrie's eye and gave her a tired, satisfied smile. Carrie settled back on the lounger, Marco and Jake on either side of her, their hands resting on her thighs. The night was warm, the waves gentle, and she felt more alive than she had in years.

This was just the beginning.