“We got a problem, Eliza.”

Colt’s voice echoes through the plane, coming from the speakers overhead, and I raise my eyes to look down the aisle and into the cockpit. The door is open but, from where I’m sitting, I can’t really see anything.

“What’s going on?” I shout, but neither Colt nor Ethan seem to hear me. I unbuckle my seatbelt and start making my way toward the plane’s cockpit. Stepping inside, I look from Ethan to Colt, both of them sitting in the pilot’s chair, but they don’t even turn around. They’re fumbling with the dashboard, tapping buttons after buttons, and they’re both sweating.

“What’s going on?” I repeat, and this time Colt turns his head around to meet my gaze.

“Well, this piece of shit is dying,” he says, almost too casually, but his expression doesn’t seem a casual one.

Oh no, not at all.

“Yeah, we might have to jump ship,” Ethan agrees, now turning to me.

“What… What do you guys mean?” I ask them, trying to make some sense of what they’re telling me.

“We mean that the engines are dying on us, and the whole circuitry is fucked. We’re gonna have to jump,” Colt tells me, and he’s smiling - almost as if he’s actually enjoying the whole thing.

“Jump?” I cry out, my eyes widening as I imagine myself jumping out from a moving airplane. I might like adrenaline, but this is a bit too much for me.

“Don’t worry, babe, you’re safe with us,” Ethan tells me, but his words do nothing to ease my nervousness. God, why did I think this was such a good idea in the first place?

You see, when you have so much money you can buy everything you want, you usually try and use some of that money to make the world a better place. That’s what Ethan, Colt and I decided to do once our baby daughter had her first birthday. In the way we see it, it’s our duty to make the world a better place for her.

We’ve already invested dozens of millions into health research, and now we’re touring Africa and Asia, trying to see what we can do for the impoverished communities on these continents.

Ethan and Colt took this new role of ours so seriously that they even learned how to fly a plane. That’s why, right now, there’s just the three of us in this small cargo plane. We were flying over Thailand when our private jet had a few problems engine-wise, and we had to make an emergency landing. Eager to fly back home as fast as we could (after all, we haven’t seen our daughter for two days in a row now ), we rented whatever plane they had available at the local airport and took off.

Which we shouldn’t have done, it turns out.

Apparently, these guys at the airport scammed us - they charged a fortune so that we could fly this tin can back to Melbourne (where we’re staying for the month), and now it seems that all we did was rent a flying coffin.

Yeah, this day keeps getting better.

“Jesus Christ, are there parachutes in this thing?” I ask them, but I’m not sure if I want to hear the answer.

“Two parachutes,” Ethan says and, although he doesn’t seem worried at all, I find my knees start to tremble.

“Two parachutes?” I cry out, suddenly feeling lightheaded. Oh, God, why didn’t I stay at home today? Helping the world is so much better when you aren’t risking your life.

“I’ll strap you up to me,” Ethan continues, taking off his seatbelt and leaving his pilot chair. Colt does the same, and I look from one to the other. I knew they really meant it when they said we had to jump, I just didn’t know they wanted it to happen, like, now.

“We’re… We’re in the middle of the ocean!” My mouth has gone dry, and my heart is racing so fast I wouldn’t be surprised if it simply jumped out of my mouth.

“We know,” Colt flashes me his confident grin and, for an instant, I feel slightly at ease - even though he has just told me we’re fucked. Thankfully, he continues speaking. “We’ve turned the plane around and, in a few minutes, we’ll be flying over a small deserted island. We’ll jump out and let the plane dive into the sea. We’ve already radioed the authorities, and they won’t take long to pick us up.”

“Jesus… Are you sure of this?” My mouth is so dry that it tastes like paper.

“It’s gotta be done, babe. And soon.” With that, Ethan opens up a compartment over the pilot’s chair and, from the inside, he takes out two backpacks with a load of straps in them - parachutes, then.

They strap themselves in a hurry, Ethan keeping an eye on the dashboard, and then they pull me after them, leaving the cockpit.

“Oh, fuck, this is crazy,” I mutter under my breath as I follow them to the cramped passenger area. Moving fast, Colt opens the side door and a gust of wind whips at my hair, the cough of the engines making itself clear.

“Alright, c’mere, babe,” Ethan screams over the dying sound of the engine, placing himself behind me and lacing my shoulders and thighs with straps. “We’re set, Colt!” He screams with a nod and, with a quick nod, Colt just throws himself out of the door.

My eyes widen as I watch him go and, for a moment, I think that my heart stops. I don’t have time to dwell on it, though - before I can do or say anything, Ethan just pushes me forward and, even though I try to hold on to the door’s frame, we simply stumble into the vast nothingness.

For a couple of seconds, I close my eyes and I think I drift off into unconsciousness - when I open up my eyes, we’re still falling down, but now at a gentle pace. Ethan has already opened the parachute, and we’re gliding down into a tiny patch of sand on an island that looks as green as it seems deserted. A pearl in the middle of the ocean.

Colt is under us and I watch him land on the beach easily, almost as if he had spent years jumping out of airplanes. One minute later as it’s our turn to land by his side, my knees buckling as I feel the impact.

Taking the straps out of me, Ethan and Colt leave me and start folding their parachutes. Once they’re done, they rush back to me, an ecstatic smile on their face. Adrenaline junkies, these two!

But that’s not me.

My heart is kicking and punching against my ribcage so fast it’s unbelievable - it’s as if I have Mike Tyson inside my chest right now.

“You okay, babe?” Colt asks me, coming up to me and placing one hand on my waist. “Sit down, take a breath,” he laughs, the sound of his voice bright and clear.

“Yeah, relax,” Ethan agrees, “we’re good, the three of us.”

“We’re good,” I repeat after Ethan and, instead of sitting down, I throw myself back and sprawl my body on the sand, looking up at the blue sky overhead. And to think that, minutes ago, the three of us were up there…

“What now?”

“Now we wait, I guess,” Ethan replies, looking at the radio in his hand. “It won’t be long, I think. One hour or so, and the Coast Guard or whatever these guys have will be here. We’re close to the coast.”

“So…” I start, propping myself up on one elbow. “We have one hour, right?” I ask Ethan, a smile taking over my lips.

“One hour,” he replies, lowering his voice until it becomes a whisper. “Just the three of us…”

“I wonder how we’ll keep busy…” Colt joins in, that wild grin on his face.

“I wonder, I wonder…” I whisper, all the adrenaline rushing inside my veins turning into lust; sitting up, I then reach for them, my stretched fingers going straight for their shirts. Brushing my fingertips over the fabric, I only stop when I have my fingers tightly curled on their shirts, close to their necks. Tugging on them at the same time, I tear the fabric apart, and a dozen of buttons pop up into the air and fall down on the sand at our feet.

“What are we going to tell our rescuers when they see us like this?” Colt asks me, but he’s chuckling. “That we were attacked by a wild animal?”

“Not a wild animal,” I correct him with a lewd purr, running my fingers until both my hands are over their stomachs, the rock hard contour of their abs making my pussy grow wet with lust. “The wildest animal…”

With that, I let my hands fall down to their crotches and, doing it fast, I flatten my palms over their growing cocks at the same time. Both men groan, and the sound of their voices is enough to turn my pussy in a completely wet mess. Instinct kicks in and, without wasting a single second, I kneel down between the the two of them, pressing hard with my hands against their cocks.

Biting down on my lower lip, I start stroking them over the fabric of their jeans, but I don’t last long - with a growl on the back of my throat, I undo the top button on their jeans and then just give them a tug, forcing all the other buttons to pop out in sequence.

Their cocks are tenting their boxer briefs and, even though I’ve already seen them a thousand times by now, the sight of these two glorious masts is enough to make me almost mad with desire.

“A deserted island, one woman… And two cocks,” I whisper, looking up at them with one dirty grin. “Sounds like a dream come true.”

“Babe… Everyday with you is a dream that came true,” Colt replies fast, and that just makes me smile at them, love blending with lust to create an almost explosive combination.

“I gotta agree with Ethan on that,” Ethan whispers, and both their cocks pulse at the same time. Allowing instinct to guide the movements of my body, I curl my fingers on the hem of their boxer briefs and pull them down, sending both jeans and boxers down to their ankles. They kick off their boots and step out of their clothes as fast as they can, throwing them in a heap to the side.

Standing completely naked in front of me, the sun making their toned muscles almost glow, they look like two Greek ones.

I reach for their cocks and, still looking up at them, I curl my fingers around their thick shafts. My hands start moving back and forth at a gentle rhythm, but it doesn’t take long for that rhythm to grow into something passionate and wild - and, of course fast.

Stroking them as furiously as I can, I then find myself leaning in, my parted lips going straight for the tip of Colt’s cock. My eyelids droop and I touch him with the tip of my tongue, slowly wrapping my lips around his thickness at the same time. I stop stroking him as I do it, my lips rolling down all the length of his shaft, but I keep going at full steam when it comes to Ethan’s cock.

When my lips find the skin around the base of Colt’s cock, I don’t waste a single second: I start bobbing my head back and forth, doing it with the same rhythm at which I’m stroking Ethan. My hand and mouth move as if they’re one and, with my eyes closed, I simply surrender to the moment.

Sucking on Colt until I run out of breath, I pull his cock out of my mouth and take a mouthful of air. The second after that I’m leaning in toward Ethan, my mouth already open and ready to take another thick shaft inside of it.

“Fuck, Eliza…” He groans as I roll my lips down his delicious twelve-inches, the saltiness of his precum making me dizzy. Dizzy and eager for more.

“Did I hear the word fuck?” I ask him in a hurry, his cock sliding out of my mouth with a wet sound. “Because that sounds like something interesting we can do on a deserted island.”

“Good thinking, Eliza,” Colt chuckles, leaning toward me slightly and placing both his hands on my shoulders. I almost think he’s going to push me back but, instead, he goes on his knees in front of me.

“Our girl has the best ideas, doesn’t she?” Ethan asks, kneeling by Colt’s side and offering me his wicked smile. I run my tongue between my lips, wettening them, and I feel a surge of adrenaline kicking in.

“You guys sure like to talk… How about we do?” I purr at them, and they look into each other’s eyes and smile. Giving me no time to react, Colt grabs my blouse and pulls it over my head while, at the same time, Ethan pushes my skirt down my legs.

They take a step back to look at my now half-naked body, and then their smiles widen even more. They reach for me once again, taking off my bra and thong with their hungry fingers, and I simply surrender to them.

Whatever they want to do with me, I’m game.

Moving fast, Colt throws himself back, laying down on the sand while he pulls me into him. Climbing on top of his naked body with the agility of a cat, I place my knees on either side of his waist, my hair cascading down my shoulders as I straddle him. Bending over, I press my forehead against his and smile.

“I love you so fucking much… The two of you,” he whispers, and I don’t even bother to answer him with words. I just crush my lips against his, parting them with the tip of my tongue and sliding it inside his mouth. We kiss feverishly, both of Colt’s hands squeezing my ass cheeks.

Raising my hips slightly, I move them until I feel the tip of his cock pressed against the wet folds of my pussy and, with one fast and sudden movement, I lower my body and impale myself on his huge member. Pulling back from his kiss, I arch my back and let out a wild scream, one so loud and fierce that a few birds jump out of the trees lining the beaches and scatter themselves around the blue sky.

“Come here… My mouth needs you,” I ask Ethan, looking back at him over my shoulder.

“Funny of you to say… Because my cock also needs you,” he replies, stepping around me and Colt and standing up right in front of me, his cock casting a long shadow over my face. Grabbing it, he then angles it down so that it’s pointing straight at my mouth, and I do the rest - launching myself forward, my mouth open as wide as possible, I let all of his long inches slide over my tongue until they hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck, that’s good,” he groans, throwing his head back and resting his hands on top of my head. Tangling his fingers on my hair, he then forces me to stand still and starts bucking his hips at me, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth at a frantic rhythm.

Under me, Colt starts doing the same. Laying down, he can see Ethan’s cock slide in and out of me, and he starts mimicking that rhythm so perfectly that I don’t even know where the most pleasure is coming from - if from my mouth of my pussy.

Seriously, if you’ve never had a cock inside your mouth and another inside your pussy… Well, who knows, right? It might be a fun weekend activities of sorts. Specially if you find the right men for the job.

Closing my eyes, I let both men fuck me until I simply can’t take it any longer. My pussy starts tightening up fast, slight spasms going over my inner lips, and I feel my inner walls closing in around Colt’s cock. Then, in a fraction of a second, thunder and lightning rush up my spine, exploding inside my skull like TNT.

“OH GOD!” I moan, Ethan’s cock popping out of my mouth as pleasure turns into sound. “MORE!” I find myself crying out and, reacting fast, Ethan goes around me and Colt again and kneels behind us. My eyes are still closed when I feel the tip of his cock pressing against my ass hole, his thickness pulsing against my flesh. Spitting into his fingers, he wettens my hole carefully and, while he does it, Colt keeps on fucking my pussy.

“Fuck, I love your tight ass hole, Eliza… I really do,” Ethan breathes out and, in that single instant, he thrusts. His twelve inches slide inside of my cock in a rush, drawing a loud scream out of my mouth. All air leaves my lungs and I feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, pleasure taking over both my mind, body, and soul.

“As hard… as you can…” I find myself saying, my fingernails digging deep into Colt’s chest. I open my eyes just to see his grin and, reaching for my tits and squeezing them harshly, he then starts pounding me with such a ferocity that I can’t help but scream again. Not wanting to be left behind, Ethan starts ramming his cock inside my ass with the same intensity.

I’m the wealthiest woman on Earth and, right now, I’m on a tropical deserted island after jumping out of an airplane. Best of all, there are a total of twenty-four inches of cock inside of me. God, my life couldn’t get any better.

“HARDER!” I scream out, the sound of my voice blending with the sound of the waves gently crashing against the shore, and the sound of exotics birds crying out as they fly overhead. “HARDER!” I continue and, with each time I say it, they somehow find the energy to fuck me even harder. Yeah, Colt and Ethan aren’t human at all - they’re Gods.

“Don’t stop…” I moan as I feel something boiling inside my body, pleasure pooling inside every single cell. My moan is so low that it’s just a whisper but, even though they haven’t heard me, they do exactly what I wanted them to do: they keep going hard.

Arching my back again, I let out a scream so wild that I think the whole of Thailand has heard us. It’s louder than the birds, and it’s even louder than the waves. It’s a scream of pure ecstasy, one so wild and free that it’s almost a symphony of sorts.

“Keep going,” I beg of them as I sway my hips back and forth, forcing their cocks to keep sliding in and out of my ass. “Cum for me…” I continue and, the moment I say it, I feel their cocks pulsing hard against my inner walls.

“Fuck,” they groan at the same time and, a fraction of a second later, I feel their warm cum flooding me.

“Oh, God…” I moan, their seed dripping out of my pussy and ass, thick strands making their way down my legs. I keep still as they gush their whole load inside of me, and I only move when they’re finally done - the moment they slide their cocks out of me, I roll to the side and sprawl myself on the sand, closing my eyes and trying to catch my breath.

“This was… Jesus, this was amazing,” I whisper as they lay down next to me. They grab my hands in theirs and squeeze them tight, the bright sun above us sending its warm light to kiss our naked bodies.

“It was…” Colt agrees and, propping himself up on one elbow, he leans into me and brushes his lips against mine. The moment he pulls back from me, Ethan is already waiting in line to do the same. I kiss them both softly, my eyes closed as I savor their manly taste; when I open my eyes, I only do it so that I can watch them kiss each other.

Between us, love isn’t a one way street.

We love, we share.

“I love you… You love you two so much,” I whisper, sitting up and looking at them.

“So do we,” Colt whispers back at me, gently squeezing back my hand. “I just can’t wait to get back to our baby girl.”

“Yeah, I miss her.”

“So do I.”

I’m about to say something when I start hearing something that sounds like an helicopter, the roar of the engines imposing itself over the waves. I look up at the sky and, far off in the distance, there’s a black dot flying toward us.

“See? That was fast,” Colt says, and I feel a slight pang on my heart. I wouldn’t be that bothered if our rescue got delayed. I mean, I wouldn’t mind a round two, you know?

“Yeah. Let’s go home,” I tell them both, gathering my clothes from the sand. Second round or not, at least we’re going home. And, once we’re there and I’m cradling my daughter in my arms, we’ll be complete again.

A real family.