Movie Night, A Foursome, and More

When I first heard there was another girl on the island, I was curious. I wondered what she looked like, if she was nice, and if she was smart. One of the things that I loved about Naomi is that she was all of the above, not to mention she was a ball of fire in the sack.

Plus, the two months on the island were my break from reality. My refuge from the chaos of the day-to-day rat race. A break from my fiancé that was in Spain studying abroad for three months. The island was a place to find peace. A place to fellowship with my friends. I didn’t know if this woman was going to mesh well in our setting. We had a bond and an understanding.

When my eyes first fell upon her deep chocolate skin, I was mesmerized. I had never dated or been with a black woman. It wasn’t because I wasn’t attracted to them it was simply because I lived in an area that didn’t provide a lot of access to them.

As we sat watching the movie, I listened to her witty commentary and realized she was fun. She was sweet. She was on the island looking for refuge just like me. She needed a break. After the movie ended, I made a point to help her clear away the stuff on the table.

“Thanks, Asif,” she said smiling.

“No problem.”

She was curious about my name. Its origins. I told her that I was half Arabic and half Spanish. She was impressed that I spoke five languages. I loved how she watched my mouth as I spoke in Arabic, then I switched to Spanish, but she especially loved my French.

Cristian walked up behind her holding her waist. I could tell by how comfortable she was with his touch; they had already been together. “You should let me and Asif take you kayaking tomorrow,” he suggested as he placed a kiss on the back of her neck.

“That sounds like fun, I’ve been wanting to try it,” she replied.

“Yeah, we can take you tomorrow after lunch or would you prefer the morning?”

“After lunch is cool.”

After we finished in the kitchen, we went back to the movie room. We all had drinks. It was nothing crazy, just some beers, some Pina Coladas, and a few shots of tequila. The music played. We were dancing and had a great time.

Naomi walked over, grabbed Chelsea, and kissed her right on the mouth which led to other things that got us all aroused. The straps of Chelsea’s dress were down off her shoulders. Naomi sucked her nipple as Chelsea cupped the back of her head. This was sexy girl-on-girl action.

I watched Naomi walk her to the sofa and lay her down. Her face was buried in her garden as her tongue traced the petals of her rose. I saw how Chelsea enjoyed it. How she bit her bottom lip. The bottom of her dress was folded up and her breasts were exposed. I had my shaft in my hand stroking. I was ready to take a dive. I was ready to burrow inside and hear her sweet moans in my ears.

Naomi made her gush. Her body quivered. She let out a soft giggle. I was standing close, when Naomi said, “All right fellas, she’s nice and wet for you,” I was the first to push inside. Her eyes smiled when I entered. She held onto my arms. Our eyes were locked. Her pussy was so tight. It had a nice grip on my shaft. I loved how she felt.

I pressed into her and kissed her mouth. Her arms wrapped around me. Her voice was like honey, sweet as she moaned accepting all eight inches of me, “Oh my God," she moaned repeatedly.

Charles and Justin were nearby waiting, watching, stroking themselves. I didn’t want to leave her. At that moment, she was mine. I ignored their impatient glares. I had to make a statement. I had to show her that I was just as good as the rest and I was worthy of filling her precious wet center. I didn’t just want her to fuck me…I wanted her to want to fuck me.

She touched my face. Our lips touched. Charles barked, “All right Asif, come on, my turn.”

He would have to wait a little longer. I felt her trembling. I wanted her to experience that orgasm to feel good. I had to feel her pussy pulsate on my cock before I pulled out. She gasped and held me tight.

I pulled from her wet center. My dick was covered in her honey. I stood by waiting for another chance to fill her hole with my throbbing member. I watched as she mounted Charles. She rode him slowly while looking into his eyes, then he buried his face into her fluffy pillows. She caressed his head and ran her fingers through his hair. Her head dropped back; she was nearing another orgasm as he sucked her beautiful tits.

Justin said, “You’ve done anal before?”

She nodded. Charles stood with her. I watched as Justin pressed his way inside. She yelped and squealed as they held her up working both openings. Eventually, she got used to the sensation. She seemed to be smiling. All the while I was waiting for another chance.

As I stood, I could hear Naomi with the other guys. Her moans, her telling them to fuck her harder. She was a beast in bed as I stated before.

Charles continued to rock Chelsea’s pussy. Justin pulled out and let me get a shot at her ass. It was gaped open ready to receive me. She turned to look at me. Our lips touched. After kissing her mouth passionately, I knew I was going to enjoy fucking her for the duration of her stay on the island. She was the perfect addition to our group.

I felt my cock ready to explode. I knew it was coming. I pulled out just in time to squirt on her ass. Right at that time, Charles was filling her center with his DNA. He held her kissing her mouth slowly, telling her how much he loved the fuck.

He passed her off to Justin who was still stiff as a board. He lifted her leg and wore her out as they stood. He thrust until he exploded. And that was our movie night.

******

The night was over. I was satisfied. Christian and I were headed back to our bungalows. He couldn’t stop talking about Chelsea. “You sound as if you like her,” I said to him.

“Of course, I like her, don’t we all?”

“No, I mean, you like her.” I clarified.

He didn’t confirm or deny it. He just smiled and asked, “How are things with you and Adriana?”

I chuckled, “She’s fine. We’re fine.”

I had brought Adriana to the island once. I shared her with Christian. He and I were like brothers. I didn’t mind him being with Adriana. We had a blast last year. But since Adriana and I had gone back to our regular lives, things seemed stagnant. I didn’t know what to make of it. Maybe the time apart would tell us if we should move forward or go our separate ways.

“Hey, you think Chelsea could be our girl on the island? You know like Naomi is Justin and Charles’ girl?” he asked.

I shrugged. I had no idea. Because she had left that night with Stefano.