Orgasm Island

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2018 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author.

Part 2 ~~~~~~ Orgasm Island

First thing Monday morning Mark was in his bosses office and slipped the request for vacation across his desk. His boss looked up at him, nodded, and took the request and sat silently reading it. He looked up at Mark.

"This is a bad time of year to be asking for a vacation, Mark."

"I understand, but the tickets we received are a onetime only thing. And it has been a long time since I even hinted at taking a vacation. I have so many days on the books five days won't even put a dent in them. Besides, my wife is really looking forward to this."

"I don't know Mark..."

"I could just use some of my millions of sick days instead."

"Then I'll need a note from your doctor before you return."

"Sure, no problem. You do know what my wife does for a living, right?" Mark asked a sly smile on his face.

"She's a nurse, right?"

"No, she's a doctor who works with my doctor."

"Ah, yes." He looked at Mark once more, picked up a pen and signed his request and marked it approved.

"Thanks, Charlie."

"Sure, now get out of my office and get back to work."

Mark chuckled to himself as he went back to his office.

~~~OI~~~

Susan was sitting in the office managers office, she too had just handed her a request for vacation form. Susan sat waiting for her to read the form.

"Doctor, this is a little short on notice. You have patients booked for that week..."

"I understand and I apologize about the short notice, but..."

"I too understand. You haven't asked for a vacation in quite some time and I would love to accommodate you..."

"I am taking the week off," Susan said flatly.

"I see."

Her office manager sat looking at Susan a frown on her face. Susan was almost glaring back at her. Susan knew she was a good doctor and could if she wanted too, go out on her own and start a practice taking all her patients with her. Marge knew that too as she looked back at Susan. Sighing, Marge picked up her pen and signed the request.

"Thank you, Marge," Susan said.

"You're welcome. Have fun. Well work it out here, it's only five days."

"I actually already have. Doctor Shahi has already agreed to take those patients that week."

"I see. Well, have fun."

"I will," replied Susan as she left to go see her next patient.

~~~OI~~~

At home that night, both of them sat in front of the computer and did a search for Hedo Resorts Unlimited, L.L.C. What they found was very interesting. The shareholders of the company were its members. After the first invited stay, all members had to pay for their next visit. The company used that money to pay the employees and to make improvements to the resort. The board determined which improvements and who would become new members. A seat on the board was kept for only one year. Then that member returned to being just another member. There were no lifetime appointments to the board.

The company, as it was privately held, did not list board members nor executives. Mark typed in a search for Orgasm Island. Three items came up. First was the link to Hedo Resorts, the second was a map of where the island was in the Pacific Ocean, the third was a members portal that you needed a password and user ID to get into. Susan and Mark looked at the map.

"Holy crap that's way out there, isn't it?" Mark asked.

Susan just coughed as she looked at the map. There were no other islands around the little speck on the map. Mark switched to the satellite view. He had to zoom in to see the island. On the map, there was another name for the island along with the current name. It looked like it was renamed when the company purchased it from the government. The satellite picture showed a lush, green covered island. Mark clicked on the satellite picture for 5 years ago. The place was a barren rock, almost and it had a torn up runway down the middle of the island.

Mark looked at the original name. He nodded typing in that name to search. He got about a million hits or more. It seemed the island started as a small atoll way back when. The U.S. government made it an island by dredging up the coral around the island. There was a harbor and a deep water channel for navy ships as the surrounding atolls were used by the navy as sonar listening stations during the cold war. The Air Force had controlled the island back then.

"Well that's interesting," Mark said after reading about the origin of the island to which they would be going.

"It is," said Susan. "I can't wait to get there."

Mark laughed at his wife. Susan swatted him on the shoulder.

"If you not careful, you might be too sore from the first day we are there to enjoy the rest of the week," Mark said.

"Shut up. I will not. I'm not going to go crazy once I'm there."

"Wanna bet?" Mark growled.

"No." Mark laughed at her.

They both left the den and went into the living room. Mark turned on the TV but really didn't watch it. Instead, he was watching his lovely wife as she looked at the TV pensively. Mark smiled as he saw her hand move to her breast and caress and pinch her nipple. The pinches were gentle and the caresses were touches from her other fingers. The look on her face was very interesting.

Susan was sitting there not seeing what was on the TV nor her husband. What she was seeing were the images in her mind of the lush green island and naked people fucking everywhere. Then she was dragged down onto a lounge covered in soft cloth. An Adonis of a man was hovering over her. She gripped his beautiful long cock in her hand, holding it against her cunt. He pushed into her, she groaned as he slammed against her cervix. There was pain, but she was enjoying the feel of being so filled up.

"I love you." She heard whispered in her ear.

"I love you too, she responded without thinking.

"Who do you love?" She heard the question but had to think about what she heard.

"I love you," she said.

"Who am I?" The voice asked. Again Susan had to think.

"I don't know," she gasped.

Lips pressed against hers. She kissed them back without thinking. A hand squeezed her breast gently. Gasping she pressed her breast against the hand. In her mind, it was the Adonis grabbing her and whispering words of love in her ear.

"Who are you thinking about?" Came the question. Blinking rapidly Susan realized the words were not coming from her mind. She closed her eyes and shook her head. When she opened her eyes, Mark was beside her, squeezing her breast.

"I love you," whispered Mark.

"I love you," replied Susan, shocked that she hadn't realized he was talking to her.

"Are you sure?" he asked chuckling.

"Yes. Of course."

"I see," said Mark.

"I'm sorry, I was daydreaming. I must have tuned everything out."

"No problem, I think."

"I do love you, Mark. I really do," Susan croaked hugging hard.

"I know you do." Mark's gaze was filled with love and affection. There was also lust and humor. No fear, no feeling of betrayal that Susan could see.

"Bedtime. I think you might be a little tired."

"Of course, long day. And it's going to be a long week for us both."

"It will," replied Mark smiling. He couldn't wait.

~~~OI~~~

The week before they left was the longest week they both have ever experienced. The days were long and tedious. The nights were filled with love and passion between husband and wife. They had both decided not to engage in intercourse until they arrived at the island. Susan promised the first person she would have sex with would be Mark. He smiled at her nodding. He pledged she would be his first person also. On Thursday evening Susan asked Mark to sit with her to talk.

"I know you have said that you wouldn't mind my having sex with other men. How would you feel if I had sex with other women?" Susan asked.

"The same as I feel about you fucking other men. Same rules apply. Why? Do you want to have sex with a woman?"

"I don't know. I have been thinking about a lot of different things that might go on at this resort. Hell, for all we know there may be an orgy every night we are there," quipped Susan.

"If there is, would you like to join in?" asked Mark.

"I don't know. I've never been to an orgy. Have you?"

"No, dear, I haven't."

"Would you like to go to one?" asked Sue.

"I have never thought about it. It might be fun. Just think of all that naked flesh willing and able to do whatever you want?"

"Oh fuck," cried Susan. Her eyes were closed, arms wrapped around herself, and she was shaking.

"You came?"

"I did. Just imagining what you said. A bunch of naked bodies laying, sitting, kneeling, and standing, willing to do whatever someone wants them too. Oh god, I can feel the naked bodies I'm crawling over and through. Fuck!"

"Am I there with you?" Mark asked.

"God, yes. I have... listen to me, you are to have just as much fun as I am. Even if I'm there with you and will be able to see you and the other woman or women."

"Thank you, dear. How many men do you see yourself with at one time?" asked Mark smiling.

Susan gasped, closing her eyes so Mark couldn't see the lust there. She shook her head, refusing to answer his question.

"That many," Mark said chuckling.

"It's not funny," Susan groaned.

"Well, then tell me how many. Maybe I can arrange it for you."

"OH GOD!" shouted Susan. "Oh my god! Five!"

"Only five?"

"Yes."

Mark pulled her into his arms trying to help calm her. Susan clutched at him, pressing her face to his chest. She was shivering.

"Shush, my dear," Mark whispered. "Calm down, think about washing dishes by hand."

Susan giggled, still shivering. She was smiling at her beloved husband now. She was still extremely excited, but now was starting to calm down. Patting his chest with one hand, she hugged him tightly with the other.

"You are... so... god, I love you so much," Sue said still giggling and shivering.

"I love you," Mark said tightening his hug on his sexy, beautiful, wife.

"Five. One for each hole, to make me airtight and one in each hand to replace each of my holes below," Susan said, shivering.

"I see. Well, maybe we can work on that this coming week." Mark groaned at the thought of watching his wife being the center of attention of five studs. "Would they all have to have monster cocks?"

"Lord no. Regular size will do. After a... never mind," said Susan.

"After what?" Mark asked.

"I said never mind."

"Tell me. We talk about anything and everything. Remember?"

"Yes. Okay. After a while, they hurt. The first one feels great stretching me out the next one just hurts. Doesn't matter the size of the second one..."

"So... you have..."

"Yes. Long before we met. Back in college. Before... well before we met."

"Two at once or one after the other?" asked Mark really wanting to know.

"Do you..."

"Yes. Very much," said Mark.

"Both ways. There were these two guys. They were roommates. They both wanted me at the same time. I let them. One after the other and both at the same time. It was so... hot."

"So, before we met, you were..."

"A slut. Yes. And I don't mind you knowing... now. I was a slut. I will be your slut now if this is what you want me to be. I can just be your wife, plain and simple or I can be your slut wife. Whichever you want. Or both. During the week, I can just be your wife. On weekends I can be your slut wife. Or not. I love you so much I will give up being a slut anytime you wish me too."

"Oh my," Mark said, his dick as hard as a steel bar.

"Do you want me to take care of that for you, dear?" asked Susan looking down at her husband's hard cock.

"No, tomorrow, when we get to the island, will be just fine."

~~~OI~~~

Mark and Susan were seated in first class where the seating arrangement was two, two, two. They had seats A and B row four. With only one carryon bag they were in their seats with their belts buckled quickly. A flight attendant stopped by their seats with two glasses of champagne. Smiling up at her, Susan put her tray down for her to put them down.

"You'll have to have your tray stowed before we take off," the cute attendant said. "And welcome aboard United Flight 652 to Honolulu."

"Thank you, dear," Susan said.

The attendant smiled at Susan and gave her a wink. Mark chuckled as he picked up his champagne. Susan picked up hers also.

"To new and wonderful things," said Mark.

Susan smiled, clinking her glass gently against Mark's. They two stared into each other's eyes as they took their first sip. Susan giggled as the bubbles tickled her nose. Mark just smiled at his beautiful wife.

"Too bad we won't be seeing her after we get there. I think she likes you," Mark said nodding toward the flight attendant.

"She's just being polite," quipped Sue.

"Not the way she was eyeing you, dear. If she could have, I think she would have ravaged you right here in your seat. She hasn't looked at anyone like that since she saw you."

"She is pretty," said Sue sipping her champagne and watching the woman.

"Would you like a roll in the hay with her?" Sue asked still looking at the young woman.

"With you and her? Yes. Her alone? Yes. Would I like to watch you and her? Yes."

"Not what I asked, but you answered my question. She is damn pretty," Susan growled softly.

The flight was pleasant but long. The cute attendant, whose name was Sarah, stopped by Susan's seat often throughout the flight. She would stop and talk with Susan and sometimes Mark. She server them lunch, then dinner. After dinner, she brought them drinks and squatted next to Susan's seat.

"So how long will you two be in Honolulu?" Sarah asked.

"Not long, we have to make a connecting flight to another destination," Sue replied.

"Oh, really, where too?" asked Sarah.

"An island southwest of Hawaii," said Sue.

"Johnston Island," Mark said.

"Oh. Military?"

"No."

"You can't say, right?" Sarah said smiling with her eyebrows raised.

"Sorry," said Mark.

"When will you be returning?" asked Sarah.

"Sunday next," Sue replied.

"That would be my flight. It's the only one out of here on Sunday. We'll be flight buddies again," said Sarah smiling at Susan. "Well, you get some sleep, it will be a couple of hours yet before we land."

"How often do you make this trip?" asked Susan.

"Every weekend. One weekend here, the next weekend back. In between, I fly from Honolulu to the big island and back."

"And the week you are back on the mainland?" Mark asked not wanting to be left out of the conversation.

"Chicago to Atlanta twice a day three days a week."

"Busy," said Susan.

"Yes, I am. Get some rest," Sarah said standing to leave.

Susan reached out and gently touched her hand. Sarah looked down at Sue and smiled brightly nodding. Sarah turned and walked quickly away. Sue turned her head looking at Mark. He was smiling at her. She blushed slightly, reached up and shut her overhead light off. She dropped her seat back to recline and turned on her side facing Mark. He did the same, he reached out and took her hand in his. They both closed their eyes.

~~~OI~~~

"It's time to get up, dear," Sarah whispered in Susan's ear, letting her lips press there for just a split second.

"Thank you, dear," Susan replied smiling.

Reaching over she shook Mark gently. He lifted his head looking around.

"Time to get up sweetheart," said Sue smiling at him.

The two sat up and looked around. The cabin was still dark, then suddenly all the lights came on and Sarah was on the PA telling everyone they were starting their descent into Daniel K. Inouye International Airport or Honolulu International Airport.

"Are you ready?" asked Mark.

"I don't know. But I won't back out now, no matter what," Susan replied.

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yes. I look forward to watching you be my slut," said Mark softly.

Susan shivered at his call her his slut. She looked into his eyes. She saw love and lust, just what she wanted to see. She knew that look from her time with Jeff and Kevin back in college. She shivered again at that memory. If she hadn't met Mark, she probably would have wound up marrying one of those two and had the other one living with them and being in their bed every night. She shook violently with an orgasm.

She clamped her mouth shut to keep from screaming. When Susan opened her eyes, Sarah was standing beside her chair looking down at her as she went through her spiel to the rest of the passengers. Mark chuckled as he watched his wife. Sarah finished, went and hung up the phone and came back squatting down beside Susan.

"My, my, that was interesting," Sarah said touching Susan's arm gently. "I hope to see you again on your return flight."

"Me too," croaked Susan.

"Good, then you can tell me what brought that on," Sarah said eyebrows raised.

Sue smiled at her as she rose and headed back to the front of the plane.

"What did bring that on, dear?" Mark asked.

"Thinking about where I would be if I had never met you."

"And where would that have been?"

"With Jeff and Kevin," said Sue softly.

"Ah, the two from college. Did you love them?"

"I think I did, but then I met you and knew I loved you."

"We'll talk later tonight after..."

"Tonight, it's, what time did Sarah say it was?" Sue asked.

"Two in the afternoon."

"Then I guess tonight. God, I'm still tired. Is it Friday or Saturday?"

"Friday."

"But we left at nine in the morning and it's a nine-hour flight?"

"Hawaii is four hours behind us at home."

"Ah, okay, got it."

Susan sat back and relaxed. Mark took her hand in his. She squeezed his hand. He squeezed back. Half an hour later they were on the ground rolling up to their avail gate. Mark held Susan back as they had plenty of time. When everyone else was off, Susan stepped out and went to the front door followed by Mark.

"Welcome to Hawaii," Sarah said as Susan and Mark approached.

"Thank you, Sarah, we had a wonderful flight," Sue said.

Sue leaning forward just a little. Sarah nodded and Susan hugged her, giving her a peck on the lips. Sarah sighed kissing her back. Mark chuckled patting his wife on her ass. The women parted smiling at each other and Mark.

"We'll see you Sunday next," Mark said.

"I really hope so," Sarah said kissing Mark on the cheek.

Smiling at her Mark took her hand and brought it up to his lips. Sarah shivered, smiling at Mark. Then they were gone, down the airway. Mark was in no hurry as they walked through the concourse. He was looking for somewhere to get a bite to eat and a drink. Susan was just wandering along with him, looking at the airport.

Mark found a place not far from where they needed to be in an hour. He guided Sue into the bistro and helped her sit at a table. They ordered and sat eating and talking.

"Where do we catch the bus?" Sue asked munching on her sandwich.

"Outside of United. It will say George's Aviation on the side."

"Really? George's?" gasped Sue.

"Yes. What's wrong with that?" Mark asked.

"Just thinking. Maybe it was Michelle and George..."

Mark laughed. Susan looked at him, then joined in. Neither of them said another word. Both were lost in thought.

"What if it was them?" Susan said giggling.

Michelle was her best friend in the world. They had gone to college together and then to graduate school. Mark watched his wife.

"What if it is?" he asked.

"I asked first," replied Sue.

"Makes no difference to me."

"Really? So, how long have you wanted to fuck my best friend?" asked Susan giggling.

Mark just laughed at her. Susan scowled at her husband, then giggled. Taking a healthy slug of her drink, she took another bite of her sandwich. Mark took a swallow his drink and just smiled at his beautiful wife. He had been watching all the men come and go. They looked at Susan with lust in their eyes or at least interest. There were some women who also looked. And Susan wasn't even dressed very sexy. She wore a sundress that buttoned up the front. It was white with a yellow flower print and was buttoned up all the way.