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Before leaving the living section of the RV, she looked around and admired the clever way lots of cupboards had been built into the walls and under the seats. There was really a lot of storage space, and the furniture was all a generous size. The bed last night was more than big enough for the three of them. The trailer she’d been staying in was adequate for one or two people, but this one was way bigger.
Is it a trailer? Or is it an RV? I wonder what the difference is. I’ll ask them later.
By the time she emerged from the trailer it was several hours later, and the men had spread maps out on a picnic table. A small crowd stood around it offering advice on the best places to stay, the most interesting sites to visit, and which roads to avoid. Yasmin hadn’t thought about it before, but she supposed driving a big vehicle like this would have its own unique set of challenges. Hmm. Turning one-eighty could be tricky. It’d be much easier just to go around the block, if there was a block to go around. And I guess I’ll have to drive along behind them all day. Or maybe I could go on ahead, and meet them at designated stopping places. Thank God for cell phones.
She hesitated on the grass at the foot of the RV’s steps, unsure whether or not to join them. What’s the etiquette here? Sure I’ve agreed to travel with them for a month, but one day and a night don’t really make a relationship.
Pearce waved at her. “Hey, honey, come on over and join us.” He patted the bench beside him.
Relieved, she crossed the grass and slid onto the bench. He hugged her to his side. On the other side of the table, VJ winked at her. Suddenly she felt as if she belonged. Yasmin was startled. Sure she had friends, work colleagues, and neighbors. But belonging? She hadn’t belonged anywhere in particular for the longest time. Her folks were dead, her extended family scattered, and, if she was being truthful, she hadn’t bothered much about keeping in touch with any of them. Or with her former work colleagues, many of whom had moved on because of the company takeover. Guiltily she realized she hadn’t checked her email in over a week. And her cell phone was switched off most of the time to discourage her from making calls and using up her credit.
She shook off her surprise and smiled back at VJ, then snuggled against Pearce’s side. He felt so good. It was wonderful to feel included. The conversation was about a nice beach six hours’ drive away, with a small, rather primitive, campground near it.
“You can walk up a bush trail too, maybe three hours return, and there’s a waterfall that comes out of nowhere. It’s incredibly beautiful,” said Jeff, picking up a pen and circling the place on the map.
“We stayed in a hotel right by the beach. Fantastic surf,” added another man.
“Very simple. Not four star or anything, but more than adequate for a night or two,” added a woman.
“Sounds good. How about we head out there tomorrow?” suggested VJ.
Pearce nodded, so Yasmin did too, content to listen to the conversation surrounding her, inhaling the friendliness and companionship, and the wonderful feeling of belonging, still so new to her, but which felt so very good.
***
“How about woman on top tonight? I want to be in the middle,” suggested Pearce.
“Oh yum, I get your ass,” replied VJ.
“Fine by me, but how does it work?” asked Yasmin.
“Oh, you’ll like it, honey, I promise,” said Pearce.
“First we get Pearce naked, then we play with him a little,” VJ explained.
“Well getting him naked won’t be hard. He doesn’t seem to own many shirts and he sure looks good without them.”
“Why wear a shirt or underwear when the weather is hot and I’d only have to do laundry,” Pearce replied. That wasn’t his true reason, though. He just loved the freedom of being on vacation instead of confining his body in business clothes. His muscular build was more comfortable wearing sweats or shorts than suits. He almost laughed at himself, but seeing VJ climb on the bed, naked, his cock already growing, and condoms in his hand, made Pearce’s heart beat faster with anticipation.
And Yasmin. Well, she was just the cutest little thing. All black curls and sparkling eyes and smart mouth, but damn fit with it. The way she’d run up that dune, her tight little ass waggling at him all the way, had almost made him come on the spot. Oh yeah fucking her while VJ’s dick is ramming into me will be the best thing ever.
Pearce rolled onto his front and tilted his ass up in the air, putting weight on his forearms and resting his head on them. His head was turned to the side so he could see VJ’s and Yasmin’s faces. VJ’s lust-filled gaze was fixed on Pearce’s exposed ass, and Yasmin ran her little pink tongue along her sexy, pouty lips. Damn but he was a lucky bastard to have them both in his life right now.
VJ settled on the bed and widened Pearce’s legs to rest between them. Now Pearce could only see bits of him in his peripheral vision, but he could feel the other man’s hands stroking down his back, and across his ass. Feel the cool gel being squirted around and into his needy hole. Ah shit! Feel the fingers stroking deep inside.
Pearce wiggled on the sheets, his cock so hard it could pound nails. He wanted to touch himself, to jack himself off, but he wanted to wait, to not come until his aching dick was deep inside Yasmin’s snug little cunt.
Yasmin kneeled beside the bed, her head level with his. Very gently she rubbed noses with him. Then her tongue flicked out to lick his nose and his cheeks. “Hell, honey, I didn’t know you had any kitten blood in you,” he joked.
“Likely that’d be tiger blood,” VJ said.
“Hmm,” was all Yasmin contributed as she licked across to one ear, then bit down on the lobe.
Pearce lifted his head, and grabbed her shoulders, holding her still so he could kiss her properly. His lips met hers in fierce passion, and he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, nipping it before thrusting his tongue deep inside her hot, wet cavern.
God she tasted good. Delicious, warm, sweet. More addictive than any drug could ever be. Pearce pulled her closer to him, determined to kiss her thoroughly as VJ worked his fingers deep into his ass, stimulating him so much he knew he’d have to break the kiss and recite the American Presidents in chronological order, or he’d come before the party even began.
Gently he pushed Yasmin away, then slapped a hand backward at VJ. “Enough, already, let’s get started.”
