Lust Runs Wild

By A.J. Mayes

DESCRIPTION:
One Year anniversaries are usually celebrated with paper gifts. A young couple go to Jamaica and celebrate their anniversary with another man. A warm beach and hot sun add heat to the wild threesome. Will adding another woman and BDSM raise the heat to a whole new level? Peyto hopes it does.

EXCERPT:
The excitement in her gut coiled tighter while she gazed at the sun-splashed Caribbean Sea. Her eyes sparkled as she turned to the handsome man beside her. “We’re finally here, Paul. God, I’m excited.”

“Me too, Peyton. Let’s get on the beach.”

“Now you’re talking. Move it, beefcake.”

She slipped her spiked heels off, slid them into her tote, and, stepping onto the beach, smiled as granules of warm sand squished between her toes. She scanned the scores of naked people, then tilted her head and brushed her lips over Paul’s. “You’ll be busy looking at naked hotties.”

“Like you won’t be checking out men’s parts. C’mon.” He led her to a row of padded lounges under palm trees and grinned. “Lose the bikini, sweet cheeks.”

“Love to.” She untied the straps of her micro-bikini, dropped the pieces to the sand, and lay on a lounge. “Don’t be shy. Show me what I love so much.”

“Sure.” He slid his swim trunks down, lay on a lounge beside hers, and placed a hand on her thigh. “I love you. Happy one-year anniversary.”

“Happy anniversary, my love. Thanks for bringing me to Jamaica.”

“You know I’ll do anything to please you. It’ll be fun spending ten days naked on a beach.” He squeezed her thigh. “I’m curious. Why did you suggest we come to a swinger’s resort?”

“C’mon. You know why.”

“I’m hoping you want us to run wild.”

“I do.” She rolled onto her side and gave him a sultry smile. “I miss the threesomes we had before we got married, and if you’re okay with it, I want us to share men again.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
• Release date: Mar 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005078041

A.J. Mayes

Only a select few of her closest friends know the real A.J. Mayes.Conservative in public, an insatiable wildcat comes out behind closed doors.A.J. strives to experience all her perverted fantasies, not just dream them, and with her decadent imagination, anything and everything is on the menu.Many of her stories are based on her sexual experiences, or those of her closest friends.Enjoy her books.

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

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Chapter 1

She tugged her husband to a stop on the concrete path, and the excitement in her gut coiled tighter while she gazed at the sun-splashed Caribbean Sea. Her eyes sparkled as she turned to the handsome man beside her. We’re finally here, Paul. God, I’m excited.

Me too, Peyton. Let’s get on the beach.

Now you’re talking. Move it, beefcake.

When they reached the end of the path, she slipped her spiked heels off, slid them into her tote, and, stepping onto the beach, smiled as granules of warm sand squished between her toes. She scanned the scores of naked people, then tilted her head and brushed her lips over Paul’s. You’ll be busy looking at naked hotties.

Like you won’t be checking out men’s dicks. C’mon. He led her to a row of padded lounges under palm trees and grinned. Lose the bikini, sweet cheeks.

Love to. She untied the straps of her micro-bikini, dropped the pieces to the sand, and lay on a lounge. Don’t be shy. Show me the big dick I love so much.

Sure. He slid his swim trunks down, lay on a lounge beside hers, and placed a hand on her thigh. I love you. Happy one-year anniversary.

Happy anniversary, my love. Thanks for bringing me to Jamaica.

You know I’ll do anything to please you. It’ll be fun spending ten days naked on a beach. He squeezed her thigh. I’m curious. Why did you suggest we come to a swinger’s resort?

C’mon. You know why.

I’m hoping you want us to run wild.

I do. She rolled onto her side and gave him a sultry smile. I miss the threesomes we had before we got married, and if you’re okay with it, I want us to share men again.

"It was you who insisted we stop having MMF’s. Are you sure you want that?

I’m sure. She traced a finger over his jaw. We’re only twenty-four, and our plan is to wait a few years to have kids. Don’t you want to have fun while we can?

Fuck, yeah. Okay. I’m in. But this resort caters to couples. The odds are essentially zero for us to find an available bisexual guy. And if we meet a bi couple, you’re not into women.

To see you with a man, I’ll eat pussy if I have to.

You’d do that for me?

I’d do it for us. And don’t be pessimistic ... we could get lucky and find a man.

Hope so. Shit. You’re making my dick hard.

Good. Maybe a hot man will notice and stop by. She swiveled on the lounge, rolled onto her stomach, and glanced back. Please, baby. Rub suntan lotion on my back. The tube is in my tote.

Sure.

While Paul retrieved the lotion, she pulled her wheat-colored strands off her neck, and sensing eyes on her, smiled at a handsome black man lying on a nearby lounge. He scanned her ample breasts, flat abdomen, and long, athletic legs, then ran a hand over his shaved head while he openly stared at Paul’s cock. Her heart skipped a beat, then galloped. Could he be into men? Flushed, she laser-focused her eyes on his thick slab of beef. "Jesus. Maybe