Episode 39 extras - Sun and Sand (Patreon exclusive) (Patreon)

Zoe Andersen Routh

“Are you sure there is a path here?” She asked.

She had been thinking hard about the past day when she snapped at Jack for not wearing the outfit she had selected for him to wear to meet his family.

She had to admit that her nerves got to her, and she only wanted to make a good impression. Jack didn’t seem to hold it against her, and he was still warm and constantly stayed by her side. She appreciated that, and that caused the guilt to gnaw inside her.

So when Jack asked if she wanted to explore more of their new property, she immediately agreed. She knew Jack liked wandering around and taking long walks to explore, and she was not surprised that he had a plan in mind.

He discovered that there was another beach inside their property, located on the other side of the peninsula where their villa was built. It was a shorter trek, but the path was not as developed compared to the one they visited yesterday.

The trail was not maintained at all, with overgrowth nearly obstructing the trail, and it was steeper, too.

“It’s still here.” Jack was enjoying hacking away at the overgrowth with a borrowed machete. She didn’t mind, and soon they emerged through the bushes to a spectacular sight.

The sand here was finer, and even though the beach here looked smaller, she immediately fell in love with the surroundings. This was what she was dreaming about!

Without another word, she took off her sandals, enjoying the feel of the smooth white sand on her feet. She claimed a spot just at the edge of the beach and the overgrowth where a large tree’s branches gave some shade.

“We’re coming here more often.” She declared. Jack was busy setting up their belongings, and she decided to show off her surprise gift to her husband and took off her light summer dress.

“Could you help me put sun sunblock?” She asked. She enjoyed the stunned expression on Jack’s face as he gazed at her bikini, or what could be called a bikini. It was the most daring one that Jack got for her for their Hawaii trip, which consisted of a tiny triangle bikini bottom that was barely two inches wide. It covered just her labia and nothing else.

The top consisted of two thin triangle fabrics that covered her nipples. She wouldn’t bet a dime that they would hold up at all if she encountered a wave.

Jack’s amazed look turned to hunger, and she laughed when he frantically tried looking for the sunblock.

“It’s here.” She giggled and tossed him the container. “Make a thorough job, honey.”

Five minutes later, she was on her hands and knees, her bikini bottom moved to the side, while her breasts swayed, while Jack fucked her from behind.

“More!” She groaned. She was close. The view was amazing as Jack took her, hard and fast. “Nearly there!”

“I’m coming!” She felt Jack’s hands on her waist tighten, and knowing that her husband was emptying his seed inside her made her climax as well. They stayed still at that moment, watching the view of the sea and the waves crashing on the sand. She didn’t want to move, and it looked like Jack had no plans to withdraw from her body. She could feel that he was still somewhat hard inside her, and she suddenly laughed when Jack started moving both of them together.

They shifted to a more relaxed position with Jack sitting on the blanket, with her sitting on him. She leaned back against his chest, gently nibbling on his jaw. He, meanwhile, started massaging her breasts and played with her nipples. That resulted in a second round, this one far slower than their previous bout. She came when Jack pinched her nipples.

“That was amazing.” She breathed out. She loved reaching climax in sync with Jack. She felt their juices trickling down out of her sex and decided to cool off. The sun was getting warmer.

With the shallow reefs that extended far out in the ocean, there were practically no boats that sailed close enough on this side of the peninsula, unlike the larger beach where Jack’s uncle’s yacht anchored pretty close to their new property.

They played in the surf for a bit and returned to their picnic spot to have a late breakfast. Their villa was busier now with Nickolaj’s family staying at the guest house while Camille, their lawyer, occupied the Danish actor’s former room.

The strings on her bikini top started to irritate her skin while they ate, and she decided to take it off. Jack didn’t make any comment, though she noticed his eyes tracked her tits whenever she leaned forward as she pulled more snacks from their picnic basket.

“We’re lost.”

“No, we’re not.”

“Oh look!”

They turned to the rustling behind them just in time to see Taylor and Liz emerge from the bushes.

“You should have told us you were coming here.” The tall blonde raised an eyebrow at her current state of dress. Liz didn’t react at all and started to prepare a spot close to them under the shade of the same tree as she pulled out a blanket from her bag.

“This is a much better spot.” Taylor looked around. “At least there’s shade here, unlike on the larger beach.”

“How’d you know we were here?” She asked.

“Dominique told us.” The blonde replied. “She spotted the two of you early this morning walking on this side of the hill.”

“Nickolaj is on the other beach with his family and Jessica.” Liz shared. “I think I spotted your lawyer making her way there, too.”

Camille arrived just in time to review the documents that Jack’s uncle had handed over. The pretty lawyer didn’t seem to mind spending her vacation working and claimed their villa was the best office location ever.

They chatted for a bit while Jack went up and down the beach, seemingly looking for something on the sand. Did he lose something? She looked around and checked their belongings, and everything was right there.

“What’s he doing?” Liz asked.

Jack reached over to the edge of the beach where the rocks are and pulled out a... stick? Why did he look so happy? He looked ridiculous twirling that piece of driftwood like a staff.

“He got a stick.” She was amused at his antics. Sometimes she forgot that they had a considerable age gap, given how mature he acted at times. She knew he was the youngest in their group of friends.

“And he’s now digging a hole with the stick.” Taylor looked confused. “What is it with men and digging holes in the sand?”

“I think it’s just their instinct at this point.” Liz giggled, then turned to her. “I think it’s unfair that you can sit there topless. The straps are killing my shoulders. Do you mind?”

She didn’t, but Jack was there.

“He’ll be fine,” Liz added when she saw her look towards Jack’s direction. “It’s just tits.”

“Do what you want.” She turned around to get some sun on her chest. She had complete trust in her husband, and Liz was right. It was just breasts.

“I think it’s a great idea.” Taylor announced, though her red cheeks betrayed her confidence. She untied the knot on her bikini top, her actions followed closely by Liz.

“Much better!” Liz started applying sunblock on her breasts. “Now I’ll have an even tan.”

“This is the first time I’ve done this,” Taylor admitted. “It’s very liberating.”

“Let’s see what Jack’s reaction will be when he returns.” Liz grinned.

“You don’t mind Jack seeing the two of you topless?” She asked. She knew her friends found her husband attractive. She couldn't fault them for that, and

“It’s Jack.” Liz simply replied.

“He’s fine,” Taylor assured her. “I’d be uncomfortable if it were anyone else. Besides, there's not a soul in sight. This is as remote as you can get.”

“And we ogled him so many times that I feel that I need to pay him back somehow.” Her fellow brunette added.

“Look, he’s coming back.” Taylor shushed them. “Let’s pretend that this is all normal.”

They tried, starting up a conversation as soon as Jack started moving closer to them, still carrying his driftwood staff with him like some wizard. She noticed, though, that her friends' attempts to be nonchalant about their state of dress were betrayed by their hard nipples. The two women in front of her were aroused, and there was no doubt about it.

She knew her husband was attractive, but she felt secure enough in their relationship to allow this to happen. Jack worshipped her body and utterly loved her. He even became more affectionate when they learned she was pregnant. This was just another show of trust between her friends.

Jack Routh

The staff was a great find. It seemed durable, and it wasn’t rotting, and it reminded him of some of the wizard staffs he had seen before in the films he watched with Zoe. The twisted woof and its sun-bleached texture looked amazing. He used the tip of the staff to remove the clump of sand that acted as a dam blocking the channel he made and waited.

The waves came in, and he watched with satisfaction as the sweater rushed in and travelled along the curved canal before it started to tickle into the two-foot-deep circular hole that he had made. More waves came in, and before he knew it, the pit was full of foamy seawater.

Feeling thirsty, he headed back to their shaded spot. He heard their voices carry out, and he was about to greet them when he stopped, frozen in his spot as his eyes widened in surprise.

Tits.

Taylor laughed at something his wife said, causing her perky breasts, capped with pink nipples, to jiggle. Liz Winstead stretched, showing off her modest bust with smaller, darker nipples and a muscled torso, showing off the results of her physical training for her upcoming film. Zoe’s breasts were the biggest, and he noticed that there were still faint traces of his kiss marks, red blemishes near her erect nipples, after their two rounds of sex earlier that morning.

He had to play this cool. He took a deep breath and forced himself to move closer to them and head to the cooler by his wife’s blanket. His throat was dry, and it wasn't just because he was thirsty.

“Had fun?” Zoe asked him. Was this some sort of test?

“The sand here’s much better.” He replied.

“Jack, can you get me a bottle of water?” Taylor asked. “We placed our drinks in your cooler.”

“Sure.” He handed her the bottle. The blonde matched his gaze, and her smile grew wider as she noticed his eyes briefly dip to her breasts.

“Can you get mine too?” Liz asked.

The brunette actress wasn’t helping as she pressed the cold bottle of water against her chest, relishing the cold sensation as she closed her eyes in pleasure.

“Alright, you had your fun.” Zoe looked like she was struggling not to laugh, and he realized that they had done this on purpose. He ignored the urge to ask the three what they were planning, and instead, he chose to lie down in a shaded spot near their feet after he finished his drink. The powdery white sand was pleasantly warm, having reflected much of the sun’s heat thanks to its color.

He closed his eyes for a bit, with his hand behind his head acting as a pillow, and took a quick nap, the sound of the waves crashing and the voices of his wife and their friends lulling him to a relaxed state.

He woke and stared at three pairs of breasts hovering above his head. He felt like he was wrapped in a thick, heavy blanket and realized the girls were starting to bury him in the sand, with only his head and feet sticking out.

He eyed their nearly naked bodies glistening with sweat and lotion as they moved, and a part of his body responded.

They all noticed as the sand shifted near his crotch, his board shorts not really doing a good job of restraining his erection.

“Something’s moving!” Liz teased.

“It’s an earthquake from a volcano!” Taylor laughed and poured more sand over his waist.

“It must be an active volcano.” His wife patted the shifting sand smooth once more. “I saw it erupt twice this morning.”

That set off another round of laughter.

“How could you see it?” He asked as he opened his eyes fully and stared at Zoe. “When that volcano erupted inside you?”

Flushed faces and chests with erect nipples were their only answers.

A/N: This will be as close as a harem that this story will get to, nothing beyond that.