Moaning, I cry out, "Harder. Fuck my ass harder. Stretch it out, use me." I push back against Juan's thrusts, wishing there was also a cock in my pussy and my mouth. The sexual haze was unbreakable this evening and I needed to be used repeatedly.

"You like that tight ass?" coos Captain Garcia. "It needs to be filled with your cum. Fuck her ass, fill it up."

"Yes, fill my ass with your cum," I beg.

"You heard her, she needs your cum," encourages the Captain.

Juan lets out a growl as he tightens his hands on my hips. He releases into me. For a minute or two more, he slowly fucks my ass and then pulls out.

"Lay down on the floor, Juan," orders the Captain.

Juan does so. The Captain grabs me by the arm and pulls me towards Juan's head. "Squat down over his face," he orders.

I do as I'm told. My ass is aimed directly over Juan's mouth, my legs and pussy splayed open. Juan uses his hands to grip my ass cheeks. With little resistance from my stretched opening, he shoves his tongue into my ass. He's a wild man, lapping and sucking his own cum out of me. I drive my ass down on his face and rub my ringed hole across his lips and tongue. Juan eats me out until there is no more cum and then continues to tongue fuck my ass.

Johnny knows the state I'm in. He kneels down beside me, kisses the side of my neck, and whispers, "Does my Darlin' need more cock? Do you need to be a fuck slut with her legs always open?"

"Yes," I nod.

"Come on, Darlin'. Stand up. We'll get you cleaned up and then you can have more cocks, okay?"

I nod and allow Johnny to pull me upward. He pulls me tight to his body, his arm around my waist.

"I do hope Mr. Henshaw will be bringing his wife back soon. You're one wild woman, Mrs. Henshaw," smiles the Captain.

I pull away from Johnny and wrap my arms around the Captain. "You and your boy toy can play with me anytime you want." Giving the Captain a quick kiss on the cheek, I move back into Johnny's open arms.

***

Johnny and I make our way off the yacht about an hour after my escapades with the Captain and Juan. I took time to shower and even got a catnap in. Johnny made sure I was plenty hydrated and fed.

Walking on to the beach, I enjoy the breeze on my face and the brilliant sunset. The palm trees' fronds make rustling noises in the wind.

"It's gorgeous here," I sigh.

"Yeah," nods Johnny. "Erickson Industries does environmental work here."

I arch my eyebrow at Johnny.

Johnny chuckles and explains, "The federal government says most of the island needs to be left untouched. Erickson Industries makes sure this happens in exchange for a small structure on this side of the island. The rumor is the company can build more so long as sixty percent of the island is left natural. Something about a rare bird species. It was discovered here after Erickson Industries had already acquired the island so fierce negotiating was had. There's some home on the other side of the island where a wildlife official lives and monitors the bird population."

"Huh?" I respond absently. An idea was starting to form in my mind. I hoped eventually, I'd fuck my way to where Aarav was located.

"Follow me," gestures Johnny.

I follow him along a dirt path with greenery on both sides. The path opens up to a modest hotel and a pool and hot tub in front. Everything feels very secluded and with an even fancier building, it could be very exclusive too.

I hear Aarav's voice and turn to see him seated in only his swimming trunks. Jeremy, Ivan, Aman, Natasha and Daphne are close by. Mr. Erickson is there with Jia. Jia wears the tiniest bikini and sits between her husband's legs on a pool lounger. Her husband has her breasts pulled out and is fondling them while speaking to a man I didn't know. There are several businessmen around along with most of the yacht's staff. With a few exceptions, the staff are not wearing any clothes and most are engaged in blowjobs or other sexual acts.

"Damn, this looks like so much fun," I laugh and then run to Aarav.

He looks up from his conversation and smiles at me. "My slutty fiancé finally decides to show up. Did you have fun with the Captain?"

I sit down on Aarav's lap so my knees are hooked over his outer thighs. "So much fun. But I need more. I definitely haven't had enough cocks yet."

Aarav runs a finger through my folds. "This pussy of yours isn't satisfied yet? Does it need more cocks?" Aarav nips at my earlobe and kisses along the side of my neck. "You are such a fuck slut, aren't you?"

"Yes," I moan.

"She's really lost in her sexual haze, isn't she?" Aarav asks Johnny.

"She's going to fuck herself to exhaustion and then not even care if men fuck her while she sleeps."

"That last part will not be happening. Be sure of that."

"Not a problem," agrees Johnny.

A man I didn't recognize approaches Aarav. The man stops for a moment and watches Aarav's fingers buried in my spread pussy, pumping away.

"Your fiancé is an attractive woman, Aarav."

"Thanks, Ben. Did you have something you wanted to ask?"

Ben looks up from watching Aarav bury his fingers in me and clears his throat. "A few of us," Ben gestures vaguely behind him, "would love to include your fiancé in a gang bang."

"Hell yes," I say as I lean forward and pull Ben's cock from his swim trunks. Licking it, I add, "Just tell me where."

Aarav chuckles and says, "It seems my fiancé is quite agreeable to your idea."

Ben's cock has become a solid rod in my mouth. He's gripping the back of my head and breathing heavily.

"You better pull out of her mouth," advises Aarav. "Earlier this afternoon, the piercing artist was gonna fuck her, but he forgot to pull out of her mouth because he was enjoying it so much."

"Fuck, her mouth is good," groans Ben and takes a step back, pulling his cock from my mouth.

"How many men?" I ask?

"Sorry?"

"How many men are participating in the gang bang?"

"Five."

Both Aarav and I say at the same time, "You'll need more." Johnny just chuckles.

"Five men might be enough for me, but I doubt it. Plus, I'm not going anywhere without my friends," I explain as I point at Natasha and Daphne.

"You mean all three of you will participate?" Ben asks.

"We like our sluts to stay together. It's more fun that way," Aarav explains.

Jeremy, Ivan, and Aman have taken note of the conversation and bring Daphne and Natasha with them to stand by Ben.

"Bitches, get ready. A gang bang is about to break out," I say with glee.

"Ooh, how many men?" asks Natasha.

"We need more."

Natasha gets up and grabs Daphne by the hand. "Leave that to us. You and Johnny find a nice big room for us to get fucked in."

I watch as Natasha runs off, Daphne in tow. Stopping in front of Eun, she sits on his lap so her breasts are eye level with the Korean businessman. It doesn't take long before Eun is nodding and his two brothers are also on board.

"Shall we?" asks Johnny as he extends his arm to me. I stand up and link arms with him. We walk inside the hotel and Johnny leads me to a room labeled conference room.

***

I lost track of how many men filed through the door. All I know is they didn't wait to fuck. One man grabs me and forces me down to suck his cock. Another man kneels behind me and shoves his cock into my pussy.

Between slurps, I spit out, "More."

"What's that, slut?" asks the man fucking my throat.

Johnny, who was standing within hearing range, explains, "She's saying she wants more cocks fucking her. I'd say she wants one in her ass."

I nod vigorously, mumbling my agreement.

The man face fucking me calls to another man, "Gerald, get over here. This bitch needs it in the ass too. Tom, get on the couch with her and make room for Gerald. Let's see this fuck slut take all of our cocks."

Johnny gets behind me and quickly lubes my ass. He moves out of the way to allow a very naked Gerald access to my back door. My body is oriented so I have to look to the side to take Face Fucker's cock. Tom sits on the couch with enough room for Gerald's knees to slide in on either side of him.

I feel Gerald slap me with his cock. He snakes his fingers into my back entrance, fucking it a few times. Johnny approaches and hands Gerald the bottle of lube. In short order, Gerald's cock is breaching my ass. Tom holds still, giving Gerald time to push in. Once Gerald gets his cockhead in, he is not kind. He lodges his cock deep in my ass, giving me no time to adjust and begins fucking me hard. Gerald's fucking propells my mouth forward, taking all of Face Fucker's cock down my throat. Tom grasps my ribs and holds his cock in place, letting Gerald do all the work.

I was loving every minute of this. All my holes were being stretched and used. I felt sexy and so turned on. These men couldn't get enough of me and I had demanded even more. I knew I'd want more after this too.

"Fuck slut, reach your hand out. You've got another cock to take care of," orders Face Fucker. Looking up, I see a hard cock jutting out. Beside this new hard cock is Jacob taking pictures. Reaching out, I grab the cock, being sure to look directly into the camera. I alternate sucking on both cocks, enjoying the ridges of each over my tongue.

"Fuck," groans Gerald, "this slut's got me cumming hard." I feel Gerald's hands tighten on my hips as he releases his seed into my ass. He pulls out almost immediately.

Tom takes hold of my hips and begins fucking my pussy in earnest. He lets out a throaty groan and washes the inside of my pussy with his cum.

"I'm standing her up," Tom breathes heavily. "I want to see the creampie."

Face Fucker and the other man back up, letting Tom stand me up. Tom immediately sits me down on the couch and pushes my legs up. "Get me a cup," he demands.

Gerald hands him a glass with melting ice cubes and the remnant of an amber fluid in it. Tom accepts the glass and places it under my spread pussy.

"Come on, slut. Drop my load right in this cup." Tom rubs my clit causing my pussy to spasm. In no time, I watch Tom's cum plop into the glass. He keeps rubbing my clit, causing me to squirm and drip even more cum in the glass.

"Drink it," Tom orders.

I accept the glass and swallow down the cum and the last of the rum. Handing the glass back to Tom, I smile and say, "Move, you're blocking hard cocks from reaching me."

Tom chuckles and comments, "Feisty slut, isn't she?" He gets up and stands aside.

Two more naked men approach me. One hoists me up from the couch and sits down himself. He pulls me on top of him and I immediately slide my pussy down on his cock. The other man gets behind me, lines his cock up with my asshole, and shoves it in.

The Pussy Fucker begins sucking and biting my nipples. He takes great pleasure in tugging my piercings with his teeth.

Face Fucker grabs me by the chin and turns my head towards him. I open and take his cock in my mouth. While reaching out for the other cock, I see Aarav leaning against the wall, a short distance away, watching me. That only turns me on more. I look right into my fiance's eyes as I suck Face Fucker's cock deep down my throat. In less than a minute, my mouth is filled with his load. I open my mouth to show Aarav another man's cum coating my tongue and swallow it down.

The evening went on like this for quite some time. More men kept coming into the room. Some just watched, but most participated. At one point, one of the men lined Natasha, Daphne, and me up and bent us over the couch.

"Let's have a little competition," he announces. "Lots of new men have arrived and these sluts are well used." The man reaches down and spreads my ass and pussy for all the other men to see. "We'll form three groups," he explains, as he shoves three fingers into my dripping pussy, "and see which slut can clear her line of men the fastest. It'll be a challenge with these gaping pussies," he says as he stretches my pussy even more with his two fingers. "Keep the lines even," orders the man.

The first man approaches me and his cock sinks into my pussy with no resistance. I lay my head on the couch, close my eyes, and hold on for the ride. I was exhausted, but I still wanted to feel load after load of cum coating my inner thighs.

As the line progresses, many men switch to fucking my ass. Both of my openins are absolutely dripping. I keep accepting cock after cock. One man reaches down and toys with my clit. I had been fucked by multiple strangers and not once had one of them gotten me off. I shot off like a jet engine, squeezing my pussy hard around the cock. The man groans and releases his load.

"These sluts are good," announces the man who had set up the competition. "Each only has one man left."

The last man in my line, kneels down and pushes his cock in. He bunny fucks me, causing my pussy to make squelching noises. Grabbing my tits, the man pinches my nipples, slides his hands down my back and smacks my ass. "Giddy up, slut," the man says as he smacks my ass even harder. I push my ass back, meeting his hard thrusts. "That's a good slut. Work for this load of cum. C'mon, you dirty, little cum slut, fuck me," the man growls in my ear. I keep meeting the man's hard thrusts, until his body stiffens, and his hands clamp down on my hips. "Fuck, yes," groans the man.

"We have a winner. Aarav can be proud his fiance is the biggest slut here." I hear many men laugh, but I can't lift my head or open my eyes.

"Gentleman," announces Johnny, "I believe you have worn the sluts out. Rooms with showers are available for everyone on the second and third floor. Just see the receptionist for a room assignment."

The sound of men's voices and laughter grow further away as I drift off to sleep. I stir slightly as I'm hoisted into someone's arms. Cracking my eyes open, I see Captain Garcia's face. "Where's Johnny?" I mumble.

"Right here, Darlin'. Captain Garcia and Juan are helping me out by getting all three of you to a room.

I mumble incoherently and fall back asleep. The next time I wake up, I am being seated on the cold tile of a built in shower seat. Johnny's naked form is standing in front of me. He grabs one of the detachable shower heads and begins gently spraying me down. I lean my head back against the tiles and spread my legs open. It's the most I can do to help Johnny get me cleaned up.

***

I wake with a start. Someone is swabbing my new piercings and they sting badly.

"What the fuck?" I spew out as I sit upright in bed. The scene I saw was in no way close to what I expected to see. Jia was cleaning my piercings.

"Jia?"

"Hello, Tanvi," she greets me, her Chinese accent faintly pulling at her tongue. I was always told Jia could speak perfect English, but never once had I heard her speak English.

"Um, hi. What are you doing here?" My sleep fogged brain was struggling to make sense of this whole situation. "What time is it?"

"It's three in the morning. Many people are still out partying. I woke you because I need a favor."

"Where's Johnny?"

"Crowd control. Many are quite drunk. He knows I'm here and asked me to clean your piercings too."

I forget how strange my life really is. I had the wife of the boss of my fiance cleaning my labia piercings because my boyfriend asked her to. And she needed a favor.

"What kind of a favor do you need?"

"I need you to go with me to see Myke."

"Mike?" apparently still too sleepy to understand who she was talking about.

"Shut up, Tanvi," grumbles Natasha beside me. I just now realized I was in bed with both Natasha and Daphne.

"Put this on," Jia directs as she hands me a bathrobe, "and let's speak in the other room."

I slide out of bed, slip on the bathrobe, and follow Jia out of the bedroom. She takes me to the breakfast counter and hands me a bottle of water.

"Drink this while you listen," she orders and then waits for me to crack the cap on the water bottle and take a large drink. "I want you to come with me to see Myke, the piercer."

"Oh," I say rather lamely. "Why?"

"My husband likes women to be marked with a hood piercing."

"Okay, but why do you need me?"

"I don't let other men touch me. Only my husband is intimate with me."

I felt like Jia was trying to tell me more. Between my sluggish brain and not knowing the woman very well, things were not clicking for me. "Look, I'm tired and sore. I get you are asking me to do something very important, but I'm not understanding why. If it isn't too much trouble, could you just spell it out for me."

Jia sighs at my sluggishness, which I understand. But Mr. Erickson is a scary man. The hell if I am going to be responsible for getting him mad right before my wedding.

"When I was born, my parents dumped me in an alley. I can only assume they didn't want a girl. I was collected by a man and raised in a brothel."

I raise my eyebrows, but keep quiet.

"I made the brothel a lot of money, and I was never a consenting participant."

"Ahh, yeah, I get it now."

"I know my husband finds a hood piercing attractive and I always like pleasing him. He asked me to get one once, but I refused and he never brought it up again. I feel ready now and I want to surprise him."

"Just so we're very clear, I'm not going to get Myke, myself, Aarav or anyone else in trouble with your husband. Your husband seems like a great guy...when you do everything he orders you to do and nothing else."

Jia chuckles and responds, "Leave my husband to me. He won't go after anyone I tell him to leave alone."

Definitely some truth to that expression "Behind every great man is a great woman." Jia had her business powerhouse of a husband well in line.

"Well, let's go get your hood pierced."

***

Opening the door to the suite where Myke is stationed, I find him in bed with one of the wait staff. His fingers are buried in her pussy and she is clearly very close. I wait a moment for the woman's moans to subside and then say, "Hiya Myke."

"What the fuck, Tanvi? Don't scare me like that."

"Sorry about that," not actually sounding very sorry. "Do me a favor and clear your entertainment out of the room."

"Sweetheart, there's room for both of you on my bed."

"Myke, please just tell the girl to go. Now." My teacher voice could be quite convincing.

"Hey sweetheart, could you wait outside for me? Just a few minutes, okay?"

The young woman pouts, hops out of bed, and gives me a dirty look as she walks by. I merely smile at the woman. As tempting as it was to announce that I was the future Mrs. Henshaw and the woman better watch her back, I bit my tongue. No sense in both of us acting petty.

Looking at Myke, I ask, "Are you sober?"

"Tanvi, what the hell is going on?"

"You know who Mr. Erickson is, right?"

"Yeah, he's your fiancé's boss."

"And CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world. Bottom line, don't piss him off."

"Okay?"

"Mr. Erickson's wife, Jia, is outside this door right now. She wants her hood pierced."

"Oh fuck, are you trying to get my balls chopped off?"

"There will be no balls to chop off if you don't grow a pair and do this. Oh, and one more thing," I add as I turn towards the door, "be fast because Jia does not like other men touching her down there." Then I open the door, cutting off any protest Myke may have.

Myke hops off the bed and uses a profuse amount of hand sanitizer on his hands, wrists, and forearms. "Hi," he greets awkwardly.

"Hello," nods Jia. "I assume Tanvi has explained to you what I need."

"Yup, and I'll be quick to avoid any...difficulties you may experience."

Jia nods and drops a wad of hundred dollar bills on the bed. Myke makes no effort to pick up the money. He wipes down his piercing table and lines up his equipment.

"If you could just lay down right here and pull up your robe, I can have this done right away."

Jia lies down on the table and closes her eyes.

I approach the woman and say, "Keep your eyes closed and bend your knees. I'll keep watch." Jia nods and swings her hand out for mine. I take her hand, holding it tight.

I thought Myke was fast with Daphne's piercing, but he set a record with how fast he pierced Jia's hood. I direct Jia to put her legs down and then I pull down her robe.

"I'll help Jia with aftercare. I really think she'd like to leave now."

"Not a problem," Myke nods and thrusts a green bottle of piercing aftercare cleaner into my hand.

Holding Jia by the hand, I guide her out of the suite. The woman Myke had been fooling around is standing outside the door, looking very put out. I smile at her and say, "He's all yours."

The girl scoffs and flounces back into the room.

"She's not allowed to work at the resort," I grumble.

"The resort?"

"Yeah, I had an idea earlier that I still want to talk to Aarav about, but a gang bang got in the way."

"I think your fiance is sitting with my husband so we're likely headed to the same place." Jia is silent for a moment and then asks, "Would you do me one more favor?"

Like I could say no. "What do you need?"

"I want to show my husband my piercing in private. Would you help him get to our suite?"

"Sure, not a problem. Just give me a minute, I need to dump this robe. Aarav will be pissed if he sees me wearing clothes." Jia chuckles as she watches me drape the robe over a railing.

Jia guides me to an area where Mr. Erickson, Aarav, Aman, Jeremy, and Ivan are all sitting around a gas fueled fire talking to one another. Aarav looks up and spots me right away. A look of surprise crosses his face. I hold my finger over my mouth, silently asking him to be quiet. He raises his eyebrows, but remains silent. We both watch as Jia quietly slips through a nearby door.

"Hi babe," I greet Aarav.

"Hello, Tanvi. After this evening's festivities, I didn't expect to see you up."

"Yes, not really part of my plan. I'll explain in a few minutes."

Approaching Aarav's boss, I say, "Hello, Mr. Erickson."

"Tanvi," he greets me and extends his hand. I move closer and until his hand is on my waist and then moves up to feel my very tender tits. "I heard you and the two other sluts put on quite a show."

"Yes, sir. I don't even know how many men fucked me."

"You're a slut. Your only purpose is to keep your legs open so men can use you."

"Of course, sir." I pause a moment, take a deep breath and say, "Mr. Erickson, Jia asks that I bring you to her."

Mr. Erickson's hand tightens around my already tender breast. "What's wrong with my wife?"

"Nothing, sir, I promise. She wants to show you something...in private."

"It better be a good thing," Mr. Erickson threatens as I help him up from his seat. Aarav rises too, intent on following us.

"Aarav, I'll be right back. Jia won't want you there. I promise, I'm fine."

Aarav reluctantly sits back down. I hook arms with Mr. Erickson and guide him to the door I had seen Jia slip through earlier. Jia is waiting on the other side. She immediately reaches out and grabs her husband's hand. They hold a rapid fire conversation in Chinese. Mr. Erickson keeps hold of my arm until the end of the conversation.

Jia says to me, "You can go, Tanvi."

I smile at Jia and say to Mr. Erickson, "Have a good evening, sir."

He doesn't acknowledge my leaving. As I slip out the door, I watch his hand slide between the folds of Jia's robe, clearly making its way to her pussy.

Stepping back outside, I find Aarav waiting for me.

"I'm fine. I promise, nothing bad."

"What happened?"

"Jia woke me up with a very unusual request. She asked me to take her to Myke to get her hood pierced for her husband."

"Fuck, she let another man touch her there?"

"It was the fastest piercing job ever. Under five minutes. And as you can see, I am still very much alive."

Aarav pulls me to him. He's only wearing his swimming trunks and his bare chest feels soothing against my breasts.

"I want to talk to you about an idea I have," I say while kissing Aarav's neck.

"What idea?"

Aarav and I sit down and I explain my idea of using the island as a sex club substitute. An exclusive getaway where sex mixed with big business deals are always on the agenda. I tell Aarav how we can use many of the employees used to staff the yacht to both run the resort and provide entertainment of a sexual variety.

Aarav listens intently, nodding at many of my suggestions. When I finish, he says, "Do you have any idea how hot you are when you talk business? I like this idea a lot. Let me talk to some people and see if we can get your idea off the ground."

"Really?"

"Of course, really. You have an excellent idea. Now let's go to bed. I want my future wife in my arms tonight."

***

Six months later...

"Are you ready for this, Mrs. Henshaw?" Aarav asks me with a grin on his face.

"For sure."

Aarav opens his office door and steps aside allowing me to enter.

"Celeste Patal, I presume." Sitting before me is a beautiful, black haired woman with brown skin. She has large breasts and hips that didn't quit.

"Yes, that's me," Celeste smiles as she rises up from her chair to shake mine and Aarav's hand.