"Her body is for them, her love only for her husband. But... until when?"
☆ The Journey ☆
The SUV they were riding in moved slowly on a dusty dirt road, surrounded by the greenery of the Indonesian tropical forest. The window was left slightly open, the humid wind carried the scent of wet earth and the sounds of night insects beginning to stir.
Haida Lee sat in the front passenger seat, her slender body wrapped in a thin cream-colored dress clinging to her skin from sweat. Her long black hair occasionally fluttered in the breeze.
Her eyes gazed outside, both amazed and nervous.
"The view is so wild," she murmured softly.
Steven, her husband, a tall man with a strong jaw and athletic body, turned to her with a smile.
"Wild, beautiful... and dangerous. But I like it. You know, Haida... this trip might be something unforgettable for us."
Haida frowned, "Unforgettable? This is just a survey for your company."
Steven looked at her deeply, then patted his wife's knee.
"You'll see for yourself later."
Soon, they stopped at a small village to ask for help from the locals. Three men approached.
The first, Komar—a muscular man with brown skin, broad shoulders, a friendly smile but eyes that held something hard to interpret.
"Welcome. I'm Komar. Do you need a guide?"
Syaiful, slimmer but full of charisma, with a mischievous smile on his lips.
"I'm Syaiful. The path to the forest is dangerous, but don't worry, we can accompany you."
The last one, Anto. Quieter, his calmness mysterious, yet his gaze sharp, as if he could see through anyone's mind.
"There's only one rule here," he said briefly. "Follow us, don't go against nature."
Steven firmly accepted their outstretched hands.
"Good. You'll come with us. I want my wife to feel safe on the journey."
The three men's eyes simultaneously turned toward Haida. Their smiles were different—warm, mischievous, and full of secrets. Haida felt her heart beat faster.
She took a breath, trying to hide her nervousness with a slight smile.
"Thank you… I'm Haida."
Komar looked at her longer before climbing into the back seat.
"A beautiful name, for an even more beautiful woman."
Haida quickly averted her gaze, while Steven only gave a slight smile, as if deliberately letting the atmosphere hang.
The car started moving again, now with five people inside. Syaiful's clear laughter filled the cabin, Komar sat casually showing off his muscular arms, while Anto just stared out the window, occasionally glancing at Haida.
Haida tightly clasped her hands in her lap, trying to control the strange pounding in her chest. Steven watched from the corner of his eye, his smile growing more mysterious.
☆ Twilight Beach ☆
The sun slowly bowed, splashing golden orange colors on the horizon. The car stopped at the edge of a secluded beach, the waves rolling gently, while seagulls flew low. The air felt salty and warm.
Komar got out first, opening the door for Haida.
"This place is beautiful, isn't it? Not everyone can get here."
Haida stepped out, her delicate fingers holding back strands of hair blown by the wind.
"Very beautiful…" she whispered.
Syaiful threw his shirt onto the sand, his slim and muscular body catching the twilight light.
"Come on, Haida. The water is warm. You can't just stand at the edge."
Haida smiled nervously. "But… I didn't bring a swimsuit."
Komar chuckled shortly, his voice deep.
"Water doesn't care about clothes. Besides, we don't mind if you get wet in that dress."
Haida swallowed. She looked at Steven, as if asking for a decision. Steven looked at her for a long time, then gave a slight smile.
"Go ahead, dear. I want to see you enjoy this sea… with them."
Haida felt her blood stir. There was fear, but also another sensation that made her body warm. She stepped slowly into the water, letting the waves caress her feet. Syaiful approached, standing just inches away from her.
"Look, it's not too cold. You like it, right?" he whispered, his eyes staring straight into hers.
Haida nodded slowly, her body trembling.
"I… like it."
Komar followed from behind, his hand gently touching Haida's arm.
"Don't be afraid. The water will feel softer if you join in the fun."
Anto, who had been silent until then, finally spoke. His voice was low but firm.
"Stop waiting for Haida. Sometimes, you just have to give in to what you feel."
Haida closed her eyes for a moment, then chuckled softly. She kicked water toward Syaiful, drenching him.
"In that case… let's play," she said with a freer smile.
Their laughter broke out. Water splashed everywhere, Haida's dress clinging to her body, outlining curves that made the three men fall silent for a moment.
Steven sat on the sand, watching with an expression hard to read—between pride, excitement, and nervousness.
Syaiful moved closer again, his face just inches from Haida's.
"You're so beautiful when you're wet like this, Haida. Do you know that?"
Haida fell silent, her face heating up. She glanced briefly at Steven. Steven just nodded, as if giving silent permission.
Komar grinned, moving closer to Haida's other side.
"Don't blame us, Haida, if tonight we find it hard to get your image out of our heads."
Haida gave a stiff smile, but her eyes sparkled—there was a passion beginning to grow, wild, and she could no longer hide it.
☆ Night Campfire ☆
The campfire blazed at the edge of the beach. The wood crackled, sparks flying into the air. The smell of smoke mixed with the salty sea breeze. Their wet bodies began to dry, warmed by the fire.
Haida sat between Steven and Komar. Her thin dress was still damp, clinging tightly to her skin. Occasionally, she looked down, feeling the gaze of the three men never truly left her body.
Syaiful tossed a small pebble into the fire, then looked at Haida with a mischievous smile.
"You know, it's rare for a wife to be allowed by her husband to play in the water with strange men. Steven… you're amazing."
Steven smiled faintly, his eyes never leaving Haida's face.
"I trust her. And I trust you, Haida, you need to feel something different. It makes you more complete."
Haida was silent, her face warming.
"Steven…" she whispered, as if begging him to stop talking about it.
"I know, you've wanted it for a long time, Haida."
Komar leaned forward, his face only a few inches from Haida's face.
"No need to be shy, Haida. Your night will be warmer if you stop holding back."
Haida swallowed, her body trembling. "You… are too bold to say that."
Anto, who had been observing quietly until now, finally spoke up. His voice was deep and heavy, making Haida's hair stand on end.
"We're not just talking, Haida. We will prove it with actions. You want to know what beauty and pleasure feel like, right?"
Haida glanced at Steven. Her gaze was full of questions, as well as doubt.
Steven just nodded slowly, his eyes warm yet fiery.
"My dear… I want you to enjoy tonight. Don't think about anything else. Unleash your wild side like when we watch adult films. I'm here, watching you, with you."
Haida bit her lower lip. Her heart was pounding fast. She felt Komar's fingers touch the back of her hand. A simple touch, but electricity spread throughout her body.
Syaiful rested his chin on his hand, looking at Haida with a slight smile.
"You look so beautiful under the firelight. This fire is not the only thing burning tonight, Haida."
Haida closed her eyes, trying to hold back the turmoil and doubt. The desire was very strong in her heart. But when that desire was right in front of her eyes, what arose was doubt. What about Steven's heart?
"You all... really know how to make a woman anxious. Your flirtations flatter me."
Komar slowly caressed Haida's fingers. The night atmosphere made Haida surrender and give in. The sound of splashing as her lips met Komar's lips in front of Steven.
"We know more than that. You want it, we can see it in your eyes, Haida."
A moment of silence. Only the sound of waves and burning wood. Then, those gazes met again, longer, deeper. The air was filled with tension that could no longer be hidden.
☆ Night Whispers ☆
The campfire dimmed, leaving an orange light dancing on their skin. The distant waves became the night's music, gentle but continuously hitting the shore.
Komar still held Haida's hand, his fingers warm and strong. Syaiful approached, sitting closer until his shoulder touched Haida's shoulder. Anto stood a little behind, silent, but his eyes watched with an intensity that made Haida find it hard to breathe.
Haida whispered softly, almost inaudible.
"Steven... are you really okay with me doing this?"
Steven looked at her, his face illuminated by the fading firelight. His smile was calm, but his eyes burned with passion.
"I want you to enjoy yourself, Haida. Don't hold back what your body desires. Tonight... I want to see you free. I want to see a wild Haida Lee."
"Do what you want to do, Haida. This is a gift from me, I don't like your soul being restrained because of your love for me."
Suddenly, Haida's chest felt tight with pounding. She turned to Komar, who approached and whispered right in her ear.
"You're trembling... Don't lie to your heart, Haida. You're horny, your desire wants to be fulfilled immediately. Your body is speaking even though your lips still refuse. Let me hear your honest voice, Haida."
Haida closed her eyes, trying to hold her breath, but then her body jerked when Syaiful gently touched her wrist.
"You don't have to pretend, Haida. We know your vagina is already wet, your desire is rising. Sex sometimes has to be done embarrassingly, Haida. We are here to make you feel sexual freedom."
Anto finally stepped closer. His voice was low, like a rumble deep in the chest.
"I've known since the first time I saw you, Haida... Your lustful side hides another side that wants to be dominated. Tonight, we will fulfill that dream of yours."
Haida slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze met Steven's, and she only saw acknowledgment, not prohibition. Her breath was broken, her lips trembling from holding back desire.
"I... I don't know... what to do, Steven. I feel there is something inside me that wants to be satisfied."
Komar smiled faintly, pulling her closer.
"No need to know, Haida. Just enjoy and quench your thirst. Being a lustful woman is not a crime, Haida. It's a dream for men. Let us be the ones to do it."
Syaiful followed, his face only a hand's breadth from Haida's. He stared sharply into her eyes, then whispered in a very intimate tone.
"You said this dress was holding you back earlier… how about we prove it tonight?"
Haida was silent, her body weak, torn between fear and surrender. Anto touched her shoulder from behind, his voice calm but firm.
"Trust us. And trust Steven… because he's the one who most wants to see you happy tonight."
Steven finally spoke, his voice deep and full of conviction.
"Go ahead, dear. I'm here. Enjoy this night… Quench your thirst all this time, don't hide it. I know how wild your dreams are. What you do later isn't just for you, but for us."
Those words broke down the last fortress in Haida's heart. She took a deep breath, then nodded slowly.
"If that's the case… satisfy me, do whatever you like with my body. You may use my body as your sex doll. Feel free to use my body to release your sperm."
The three men exchanged faint smiles, as if understanding that this moment would change everything.
They carried Haida behind the trees, leaving the crackling campfire behind, a silent witness to the deepening night.
"Oooooooohhhh aaaahhhh keep going aahh harder oooohhhh I'm cumiiing."
Haida's moans shattered the silence of the night. Only the nocturnal animals were disturbed by Haida's orgasmic screams.
"Come on Komar fucking my ass oooooooooohh harder... oooooooooooooooooohhhhh aaaaaaaahhh.... ooooooooooooooooooooo I'm cuming."
Haida's orgasmic sounds made Steven horny. He liked everything Haida had. Hearing Haida's screams and moans brought him a special kind of happiness.
"Uuuuuuuuhhhh so good oooooohhh torture me.. oooohhh fucking me ooooohhh I'm cumiiiing."
Haida's lustful voice was heard again, the other side behind Haida's beauty and elegance.
From afar, Steven saw the shadows. They were racing together. Several times Haida's body was thrown around because of the orgasm.
Although it was dark, the shadows cast by the moonlight showed what they were doing. Haida was between Komar's and Anto's bodies, showing what they were doing. Like the filling of a sandwich, Haida's body was sandwiched.
Her screams and moans are not screams or moans of pain, but screams and moans of happiness because of the orgasm that comes.
Under the moonlight, their shadows merged with the darkness. Only whispers could be heard—between seductions, sighs, and small laughter full of teasing. That night became the night when Haida truly surrendered to the side of herself that had been hidden all this time.
☆ Sunrise ☆
The eastern sky began to turn a golden purple. Waves chased each other on the shore, carrying the calming salty scent of the sea. The campfire had gone out, leaving behind small embers with thin smoke.
Haida walked slowly back to the beach edge. Her hair was messy, her thin dress dull, her sexy body tired but her eyes shone with a new light. Her skin still felt warm from the touch of last night.
Steven sat on the sand, waiting patiently. As Haida approached, he smiled gently.
"You're so beautiful, even after a long and surely exhausting night. How many times did you have your orgasm, darling?"
Haida lowered her head, her cheeks blushing. She crouched in front of Steven, touching his fingers.
"Steven… I don't know how many times I orgasmed, but… but… I've never felt like this before. I was afraid you'd leave me, but also happy. I feel… alive."
Steven gently stroked her cheek, then kissed her forehead.
"That's what I want from you, darling. To see you free. To see you honest with yourself. Komar was right, a promiscuous woman is not a crime. There are many out there, Haida. Husbands who dream of their wives being promiscuous, to fulfill their sexual fantasies and imaginations."
Haida held Steven's hand tightly. Her voice trembled, full of gratitude mixed with turmoil.
"But... you're not angry? I'm afraid you'll regret letting me fuck those three men."
Steven shook his head slowly, his eyes warm.
"I'm not angry. I love you. Tonight is not about losing who you are, Haida. But about finding the you I've been searching for all this time. You found a part of yourself that has been locked away. And I... I found how deep my love for you is."
Thin tears fell from the corner of Haida's eyes. She bowed her head, gently kissing her husband's hand.
"Thank you, Steven... because you're not just my husband. I promise, Steven, my love is love for you, Steven, my husband. The sex I seek is pleasure for pleasure's sake. The sex I have with other men is not for love. My love is only for you, Steven."
Steven pulled Haida into his embrace. They both sat on the sand, watching the sun slowly rise from the eastern horizon. The golden light enveloped them, erasing the remnants of the dark night.
In the distance, Komar, Syaiful, and Anto were still sound asleep under the trees, their bodies lying relaxed after a wild night.
But Haida knew, the most real thing was not their presence... but Steven's love that remained the center of her world.
Haida closed her eyes, resting her head on her husband's shoulder.
"I'm ready, Steven, for your dreams and imaginations for me... for whatever you want next from me."
Steven smiled, gazing at the rising sun.
"As long as you're with me, dear, there's nothing you need to fear."
They both fell silent, letting the dawn witness the beginning of a new journey—a love story no longer bound by old rules, but open to adventure, courage, and intimacy deeper than just the body.