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Paradise Ch. 02

By: Latina



My husband and I love to escape from family, friends, and careers for a few days from time to time, to build and renew our intense soul-mate relationship. It is one of the things we do that has kept our marriage so strong for over six years. Usually, it is a nearby romantic weekend, or even checking into a motel for a night during the week. But this time, we were to spend a week on a secluded tropical isle. The airport shuttle bus picked us up from our home about 9:00 AM. One of the other passengers was a young woman carrying a big golf bag. She was all excited about all the rounds of golf she would soon be playing in a far-off city.

"My condolences," I smiled at her.

"Why, what do you mean?"

"You're spending your whole vacation chasing balls around the sand and water."

"And what will YOU two be doing?"

"Renewing and strengthening our relationship. Mostly making out nude on the beach, skinny-dipping together in the ocean. If all goes well, we're in for a week of non-stop marathon sex in our troipical island paradise!"

My man patted my thigh and smiled. "Sounds great to ME, honey!" he grinned.

"I can hardly WAIT to get started," we both sang out in unison, then giggled at how in tune we always seem to be with each other, so often saying the same thing at the same time. 

The shuttle-bus driver piped in: "So your vacations will be pretty similar: both of you ladies will be chasing balls around on the sand and in the water!"

Everyone laughed.

A male passenger of about 55, starting to get that distiunguished gray in his hair, offered to trade vactions with us: "I'm off on a boring business trip to Chicago. A week of sex on a tropical island sounds MUCH better to me. Hell, even that GOLF thing sounds better right now!"

"My golf game IS in Chicago!" the other lady said.

"Well, there you go," the matchmaker in me declared. "You can both hold each other warm in that bitter Chicago wind, and find ways to relieve the boredom."

On hearing my suggestion, the other two passengers very slowly looked each other up and down. They seemed to like what they saw in each other, and I wondered if I might have successfully made a love-match.

We had both worked so hard, scrimped and saved so much for so long, just to have this private week alone together in our tropical paradise. Maybe we shouldn’t have teased the other passengers, but we were proud and happy about the adventure we were about to embark on, and we are both uninbhibited enough to love to shock people a little with our open, bold sexuality. 

Now we had to take two planes and a boat to reach our remote island resort. By the time we checked-in, it was after 11 PM and we were both way too tired after traveling all day, to get started on our planned week-long marathon love match of our own. But we did kiss and hug naked in bed for a little while, before contentedly falling asleep in each other's loving arms.

The next morning, we hiked 800 feet up a nearby mountain, through nearly two miles of lush green tropical rain forest. It was so cool and dark on the hiking trail, and the only sound was the distant clacking of some exotic birds. You never knew what exotic plant lay just around the next curve in the trail: everywhere was a symphony of bright red, dazzling orange, shimmering black, and vibrant yellow tropical flowers. We stopped from time to time to photograph each other in front of some exotic plant or breathtaking scenic view of sheer cliffs, lush valleys, or cool, clear waterfalls. We had packed a picnic lunch, so we stopped to eat at a scenic spot along the trail, then continued hiking.

For two months before our trip, we had prepared for this hike with an hour each morning of intensive exercise, a mix of walking, high-impact aerobics, and weight training. As we hiked, I thought about all that exercising, and I was grateful for how it had whipped us into shape for this uphill hike over a rocky trail, criss-crossed by thick tree roots. I remembered how he would exercise wearing only his Calvin Klein cotton bikini underwear, socks, and walking shoes. I would exercise in my lavender cotton tank-top, black or purple cotton bikini panties, and tennis shoes. He would appreciatively eye my dark, shapely Latina legs and exposed cleavage. For my part, I would admire the glistening beads of sweat slowly sliding down his hairy, muscular chest. I thought about all of this now, as we finally took the hike for which we had been preparing so long and so hard.

About half a mile up the trail, these memories were already turning me on. Then he complained of the heat, and he pulled his T-shirt off over his head. I couldn't resist surreptiously photographing him shirtless. When he caught me snapping his photo, I smiled. "Something for me to remember my jungle man by later," I giggled.

Then I put on a serious look. "But you know, this really isn't fair!" I pretended to complain. "You get to take off your shirt, but I don't!"

"Hey, if you want to take of your shirt, honey, you'll hear no complaints from ME!" he joked. "I hear the native girls used to walk around these parts topless 200 years ago!"

"Well, much as I like your idea, sweetie, this is a different time and a different culture. I could be in BIG trouble if I got caught going native." 

Still, the sight of him walking around the woods topless, the knowledge that I now had a photo of him shirtless in the jungle to admire any time I wanted to (especially when I get the 3 PM hornies), and the thought of me naughtily going topless too, was by now turning me on SO much. So without saying a word, I pulled him by the hand off the trail and into the depths of the thick greenery. I was too horny to think clearly: what of snakes or bugs in the forest, or poison ivy or oak, or wet moldiness on the forest floor? None of that even entered my mind as I hungrily tugged his T-shirt over his head and hurriedly unzipped his jeans shorts. He made short work of my own T-shirt, and he smiled in delight when he found I had no bra underneath. "My lovely island girl, not even a coconut bra on!" he smiled. We grabbed each other around the neck, then around the waist, and we kissed fiercely, hungrily, wrestling each other down to the moss-carpeted forest floor. 

“Mmmm!” he moaned. “And all of this only a month before Christmas! I hope Santa doesn’t see you now, you naughty girl!”

“Hey, if you take off your pants and make passionate, intense love with me right here and right now, I won’t need any other Christmas present! Remember the Christmas song 'All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth?' Well," I started singing, "All I want for Christmas is your stiff, hard cock. All I want for Christmas is a deep, hard fuck.”

Lying beside me, he slowly kissed his way down my neck, over my breasts, around my achingly-hard nipples, past my navel, and down onto my bare thighs. In one swift motion, I tugged his hiking shorts down to his ankles, watching his hard-on pop out straight in front of him. "Mmmmmm!" I moaned, knowing only the birds could hear us now. “Who needs Santa? Merry Christmas to ME! NNNNNNICE present!”

"I want you!" he moaned between hungry kisses on my thighs.

"I need you in me," I whispered my agreement. I wrapped my hand around his long, thick, hard, pulsating cock, and eagerly guided it to my moist opening. "Stiff cock me, baby!" I whined as his big, bulbous cock head knocked at my entrance. "Do you think you can fuck me quietly, so other hikers don't hear us?"

"Me?" he laughed. "You just try to control your moaning!"

As he slowly slid inch after loving inch into my juicy, needy slit, I felt that pleasant ache of the first stages in building toward an explosive orgasm. I also felt the tropical heat, even under the thick, lush forest vegetation. As beads of sweat streamed slowly, seductively down our bodies, my climax was probably still half an hour away, but I was feeling SO good already. As he slowly slid in and out of me, he cupped my bare ass cheeks, adding to my pleasure. I started to moan, I swear I couldn't help myself. He enclosed his mouth over mine, and the combination of being kissed and fucked so passionately made me want to moan all the louder. But with his mouth completely covering mine, he seemed to swallow my moans every time he inhaled. But even with all his efforts to keep us from being detected, we didn't get too far along, when I thought I heard voices on the trail.

He just kept kissing me and pounding away at my very pliable, willing and eager, hot little pussy. Not that I minded in the least. But couldn't he hear the other hikers on the trail? The fear of discovery was making my heart pound even harder than his lovemaking was. Why didn't he stop this wonderful lovemaking? I debated with myself whether to stop him, to pull myself away from him, and say something to him, or just keep going. I finally decided that avoiding embarassment was more important than continuing to act on our passions. "Oh, DAMN! Damn, damn, DAMN!"

"What?"

"I think there are other hikers on the trail. Maybe this isn't the best place to do this," I whispered. "We could get caught!" I tossed his shirt to him. "Here, better get dressed. And HURRY!" 

Reluctantly, we both stood up and hastily dressed. We looked up and down the trail, but the vegetation was so thick and so dark that we couldn't see anybody. That was good, because it meant that if anyone HAD gone by, they couldn't see us, either. Still, we both decided that this spot was just too risky, and we continued our hike through the rain forest.

Further up the mountain trail, we rounded a curve to find a spectacular water fall cascading into a small pond. The best sex we ever had was under a waterfall, so the temptation was too strong to resist. Besides, from the pond, we could spot hikers long before they would round the bend and be able to see us. So we raced each other to get out of our clothes and start skinny-dipping. I won, and I was quickly swimming across the pond to the waterfall. He was swimming in hot pursuit only a few strokes behind me. I stood up, naked, under the waterfall, and relished the warm tropical water cascading through my hair and down my naked body. He stood up beside me, and I watched the glistening beads of pure mountain water streaming over his muscular chest. Instinctively, hungrily, we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed passionately, lustily, our bodies pressed tight against each other under the waterfall. His fingers massaged the outside of my pussy, just below the water-line. Then his long, thin middle finger slowly slid into me, massaging my G-spot and my hard, throbbing clit.

That's when I wrapped my fingers around his nice thick cock, and when I felt it pulsing and throbbing in my palm, I felt my heart beat faster and I grew short of breath. I wrapped my legs around his waist, the pond water bouying-up my weight. With my feet pressed into his muscular butt cheeks, I slowly impaled my pussy on his long, hard, throbbing rod. The warm water above and the hot cock below were an indescribably wonderful combination of sensations. I hungrily kissed his lips, and soon our tongues were wildly, happily, joyously dancing around in each other's mouths, as I rode him so hard and he fucked me so lovingly. After maybe 35, 40 minutes of slow, hot, delicious fucking, I exploded hot, thick love juices all over his deeply-thrusting cock. Moments later, I felt his hot blast deep, deep, DEEP inside of me. My legs dropped back down from around his waist into the water, and we held each other, still joined at the lips and at the genitals. That's when we heard voices up on the trail. We swam back to the rock where we had piled our clothes and, still soaking wet in more ways than one, we hastily dressed again. After the voices passed us and faded away into the distance, we rejoined the trail, hiking further up the mountain.

The trail ended about halfway up the mountain, at the most spectular waterfall yet. The water dropped 450 feet straight down a sheer vertical cliff, into a pond completely hidden by tall tropical plants. It was getting late now, and we figured no new hikers would be starting up the trail now to disturb us. So we stripped again, and jumped in the pond. The water was cooler than the previous waterfall; refreshingly cool, but not bitterly cold. Still, as we held each other under the waterfall, goose-bumps formed on both of us. So we climbed out of the pond, onto a large flat rock. He bent me backward over the rock, and I felt the blood rushing to both my head and my pussy. He climbed up on top of me, and with both hands I hungrily, eagerly guided his long, thick cock into my desperately hungry slit. My pussy was loudly smacking in pre-orgasmic anticipation. We were much more exposed than on our previous trysts, so with my encouragement, he slammed into me deep, hard, and fast. After about my fifth shaking, moaning, trembling orgasm, I begged him to come. And he did. I felt the very depths of my pussy--the very depths of my SOUL--splattered with his thick, warm love juices. I pulled back, letting him slip out of me, enjoying the sensation of his warm, powerful blasts onto my bare thighs.

We dressed and started a fast walk down the mountain. The sunset ahead of us was a beautiful golden-red. We got about three quarters of the way back down the mountain before the sun set completely, and we held each other's hands to guide each other through the darkness at the bottom of the trail. We returned to our resort with sore feet and legs, and sore organs from coming so much, but also filled from head to toe with the warm glow of love and fulfilled desires.

The next day, we stayed in bed, resting most of the morning. Then we spent about an hour in the resort's Jacuzzi, soothing our overworked muscles from the previous day's mountain hike. We were a little disappointed that we didn't have the Jacuzzi to ourselves, but we were too sore to play there anyway. In the Jacuzzi was when I first noticed large red welts on my legs. In the heat of our previous day's passion, I had been oblivious to just about every sight, sound, and sensation outside of us, and I hadn't seen or felt the mosquitoes biting at me on the forest floor. I counted them now, in the Jacuzzi: 23 bites in all! I must really be in love, I thought, not to have seen or felt all those bites before now! Oh well, at least they had bitten only my legs. It could have been far worse: I had been lying naked on the forest floor, yet they had not attacked my bare breasts or my cock-stuffed pussy.

"Were YOU bitten, honey?" I asked soliticously. I checked him from head to toe. He escaped with only one bite, on the back of his leg, but it was much bigger and redder than any of my bites. I was glad they hadn't attacked his cock, so we could still share pleasure in the days ahead. "You look so good, so tempting, if you aren't careful, I might bite you myself," I joked. "Nice, hot little love bites!"

In the afternoon, we explored the quaint little village near our tropical resort: nothing too strenuous after the previous day's tough hike. We stopped in a local drug store and bought an anti-itch cream specifically for insect bites. He lovingly, attentively applied the ointment all over my legs. “You have such sexy legs, even the mosquitoes can’t resist them,” he grinned.

That evening, we dined at a quaint little restaurant in town, serving native island cuisine. The restaurant had a spectacular view of the ocean and the island's mountains. All through dinner, my mind raced between enjoying the view, the company of the man I love, and resisting the urge to scratch my 23 mosquito bites. After a tasty and romantic meal, we then returned to our resort.

We watched a movie on TV for a while. As luck would have it, the movie Bounty was on. The sight of the Bounty being greeted by lovely topless island girls was very romantic and exciting, especially since we were in our own tropical island love-nest. And then the shirtless Mel Gibson making out with the Hawaiian king's naked daughter got us both pretty worked up. In no time at all, we were ready to switch off the movie. I was in the mood for something more, much more than the meager entertainment that the TV could provide, and I know my loving man was in the mood to entertain me, too. I momentarily hesitated, fearing that the friction of our coupling might further irritate the mosquito bites up both my legs. But my love and desire overcame my fear and trepidation, so I turned to him and asked, "Is it 3 o'clock yet?" That's our code signal.

You see, while he's away at the office, most days about 3:00 PM I start thinking about him. About how good and kind and decent and wonderful he is. How loving he has been to me and our son for over six years now. How even after a tough day at work, he helps out cooking meals, or cleaning-up dishes and pots and pans, cleaning the house, doing laundry, mowing the lawn, or whatever else needs doing around the house, without me having to ASK him. He just sees a job that needs doing and does it, which is one of the many, many reasons I just love him SO much! So as I was saying, about 3:00 PM on most days I start aching for his loving arms around me, and I start thinking about how he'll be home in just a couple of hours, and that's when I start getting horny as hell for him. Or sometimes I awaken at 3 AM and watch him lying naked and peaceful beside me, his musuclar chest rising and falling with each sleepy breath, and my heart is filled with such sweet love for him, and I get SO desperately horny just watching him. Sometimes I'll just watch him at 3 AM, sometimes I'll start kissing his chest or licking and sucking his cock or slipping my pussy down over him. So "Is it 3 o'clock yet?" has become our code for "I'm horny, are you?"; it applies equally to 3 AM and 3 PM, and we can say this to each other even out in public, and only we know what it REALLY means.

"Is it 3 o'clock yet?" I asked. "Because I have this sheer, sexy outfit I packed, that I'm just dying to model for you."

"Sounds GREAT! I've been dying to show you MY new naughty outfit, too. It's 3 o'clock as far as MY watch is concerned!" So saying, he switched off the TV, and I disappeared into the bathroom.

I emerged in a tight, form-fiting black leather dress, miniskirt length, that zips all the way down the front. Much to my surprise, we almost matched: he wore only a black leather G-string with an exaggerated zipper in front. We sat on the edge of the bed, kissing and hugging. With our arms around each other, our kisses alternated between each other's lips and necks, punctauted by occasional nibbles on each other's ears. Soon, we had wrestled each other down horizontal onto the bed where, facing each other, we continued our passionate kisses.

He slowly unzipped the top of my black leather dress, revealing a sheer purple lace peekaboo bra underneath. He instantly, eagerly, hungrily dove for my cleavage, planting sweet and romantic kisses, followed by hungry and passionate kisses. Soon, his lusty kisses circled all around the cimcumference of my full, round breasts, spiraling inward, slowly inward, until he was eagerly kissing, licking, and sucking my nipples through the peekaboo holes in my bra, making my nipples so hard they literally ached. I was grabbing his head, pulling him in closer to my 38-C chest, wanting him, loving him, enjoying him ssssoooo much.

I reached down and began slowly rubbing my palm up and down the front of his black G-string. This encouraged him to unzip my black leather dress still further, and as he sweetly kissed my navel, I began massaging him through his G-string even more eagerly. This encouraged him to unzip me still further, exposing the very top of my frilly purple lace bikini panties. He began massaging my pussy right THROUGH my pretty little panties, then he unzipped the last inch of my dress, and folded it back open all the way now, finally fully exposing my skimpy peekaboo bra, bare midriff, and skimpy little panties. 


Paradise Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The Second Day

"Eggs, bacon and toast for breakfast Madam or fruit?" our servant Leilani asks in a bright good morning voice. 

"I'm not sure," Zoe mumbles as she wakes up on the balcony of our beach shack. "What do you want Serge?" she asks as she swats my naked ass.

"Huh?" I ask opening my eyes to a bright sunrise.

"Leilani wants to know what we want for breakfast." 

"Breakfast? I want to make beautiful morning love to you first," I say as I reach out to cup a large breast in my hand while rubbing my morning hardness on her body.

"Not in front of Leilani please." 

"What do you mean? I seem to remember seeing Nunui licking and sucking your pussy until you came while Leilani sucked my cock last night. What do we have to hide from them now?"

"Well, nothing.... I guess." 

"Good, now please roll on your side with your back to me so I that can make love to you from behind, Baby"

Leilani waits patiently as Zoe rolls over to push her sweet ass into my crotch so I can slide into her still wet pussy.

"Ughh, Ughh fruit, Leilani, Ughh and coffee please, Uhhh, Ooh" Zoë manages to tell her as I drive my thickness into her. 

"Of course," Leilani smiles and leaves us.

When we wake again we find that an umbrella has been placed over us to protect us from the sun. A platter of fruit is on ice and a carafe of coffee waits on a table beside us. 

"Do you think that we will ever make it to the bed in our room?" I ask.

"Who cares?"

"Exactly."

~oo00O00oo~

"Serge, I need to go to the bathroom."

I open my eyes at the soft sound of Zoë's voice to see that the sun is much higher above the horizon. It is half way to noon and we have already made love once on our patio today in front of our beach shack servants and in full view of anyone who happened to walk by on the beach below. We ate our breakfast before falling back to sleep in our comfortable deck chairs, still jet lagged from our trip and tired from yesterday's introduction to Paradise. 

"What? There is no bathroom here, you know that. The toilet is next to the shower, here on the balcony."

"Yes, but I have go."

"So go, Baby."

"No, I really have to go," Zoe pouts at me with her expressive eyes.

"Oh, you mean you have to go..."

She hangs her head, "Yes." 

"I promise not to watch." 

"You know that I don't mind us peeing in front of each other, but..."

Nunui appears out of nowhere to ask, "Would Madam like a privacy screen for the morning?" 

"Oh. Yes please. I am so embarrassed!"

Nunui disappears and returns shortly with a three sided wicker screen that he sets up around the toilet for her. You can't really call it a toilet. It isn't a porcelain bowl with a tank behind it like in North American bathrooms and it is somewhat discreetly off to one side of the large balcony. It's a comfy seat facing the lagoon with a padded backrest and arm rests that can be pulled down. There is even a footstool so you can put your feet up to relax in comfort. 

Zoe looks at the screen and scowls, "It's not very tall is it."

I look over to see that it is, in fact, just tall enough that when she sits I will still be able to see her beautiful breasts while sitting in the chair.

"Well it's better than nothing, Baby."

"But it's open in front."

"Nobody can see you from there while the people on the beaches on each side can't see you at all."

Slightly mollified she sits on the throne with a sigh of satisfaction at its luxury as she looks out across the lagoon. I hear the arm rests go down and the footstool dragged into place and then a sigh of contentment. 

"Oh, Damn!"

"What now, Baby?"

"I forgot about the toilet paper!"

I have too and chuckle as Zoe turns beet red when Nunui approaches her from behind with the ornate toilet paper holder in his hands. We learned last night that what with the humidity and the sudden rain squalls that it is best to store the paper inside. The holder even has the only button that remotely activates the toilet's flush so we can't go without our shack boy or girl being there for us. 

"Your toilet paper, Madam," Nunui says as he discretely looks straight ahead while holding the dispenser for Zoe.

"I'd feel a little better about this if Leilani was standing beside me while I shit in public, Serge," Zoe tssks then shyly smiles at Nunui and I.

All I can do is shrug my shoulders. 

"Yes Madam. We shall endeavor to please Madam in her desires in the future," Nunui answers Zoe in a very fruity, English sounding voice.

I hear a quiver in Nunui's voice that Zoe misses. I look up to see him standing slightly behind her with his eyes looking away from her holding the toilet paper dispenser as steady as he can while tears run down his smiling face as he suppresses peals of laughter. I know the tone of voice that Nunui used and I have to think for a minute before I too start shaking in quiet laughter; thankful that I am out of her line of vision as well.

Nunui is pretending to be Jeeves from an old P.G. Wodehouse series of books written in the 1920's about a dignified butler looking after a petulant, scatterbrained son of the British idle rich named Bertie Wooster.

Zoe tears another strip off the roll to complete her morning toilet and then stands to silently walk to the sink by the shower to wash her hands. She then struts to the railing of the balcony to look out across the lagoon at the sea beyond; ignoring us all in her pet as the British called a snit back then.

The humor of the people of the South Pacific is infectious and even a jet lagged and tired woman can't ignore it. At first when I see her body shaking I am afraid that Nunui has gone too far; that she has taken offence, but then her shoulders start shaking as well as she puts her head back to let out a great peal of laughter. Relieved, Nunui and I both finally start laughing out loud as well. 

"Fuck, you do a perfect impersonation of Jeeves, Nunui!" Zoe laughs as she turns around to put her back to the balcony railing and face us. Nunui laughs even harder now as he realizes that Zoe understands what he was trying to do for her in her embarrassment. 

My laughter dies, though and turns to slow breaths of lust as I stare at my Lady. She is leaning back with her legs slightly spread and her hands are gripping the top rail behind her; pulling her shoulders back displaying her breasts and her shaved and pierced pussy for me in the late morning sun. Zoe's beautiful and radiant smile doesn't leave her face as she watches my cock rise and thicken at the sight of her. Her eyes become hooded with the lust of her own yearning and she spreads her legs wider to show me the juices of her pussy and my own cum as they run down her thighs. 

One of her hands is on the latch for the gate in the railing that opens to let someone dive off the balcony into the lagoon four meters below. I watch as Zoe's face changes from lust to a mischievous grin. 

"Catch me if you can, Lover!"

Zoe swiftly turns, opens the gate and dives off into space in a perfect swan dive. I have a brief glimpse of her pretty tits hanging free on her chest before she is gone. I hurry to the gate and look down with a hand on each side of it to see my Lover deep in the clear water of the lagoon below me. She is slowly floating back up to the surface and looking up at me with small bubbles of air escaping from her smiling mouth. Her hair streams behind her head as she rises from the depths. She looks like a mermaid beckoning me into the water.

I move to jump in to join Zoe in the beautiful water below me but I stop.

It's not that I don't mind heights; it's not the jumping off but the long wait to land in or on whatever you are above that bothers me. I have learned in school that when you jump off things you accelerate at so many meters per second per second until you reach terminal velocity. Good words those; terminal velocity. I don't mind the speed word but the other one sucks. The stairs are near on both sides of me and I can be with Zoe for a morning swim in just seconds. 

"Will you be joining your lady in the Moon Pool, Sir?"

I look behind me to see Nunui crowding me at the railing with a look of mischief on his face.

"Yes, I'll just run down the stairs and swim out to..."

I don't get the chance to finish that sentence. I won't say he pushed me but the next thing I know I am over balanced and I have a choice between an ungainly and painful belly flop or jumping off the balcony feet first.

I do the only thing I can and jump off to begin falling to the pavement far, far below. No, it's really water. 

Is it? 

It's the time lapse while I fall to the ground that bothers me. My mind has the time to conjure up all manner of dire thoughts while I fall through space into the warm water of the lagoon that I hope is there below me.

Falling feet first and naked into water from four meters up with your legs spread as you flail about to keep yourself upright is not highly recommended by me. You slam into the hard water and your cock and balls are driven by the impact painfully up into your stomach. Yet one more lesson about how height, time and gravity can hurt. 

Much later when Nunui finally talks me out of my phobia so that I am regularly diving into the Moon Pool I learn what diving with a raging hardon feels like. It's like having it ripped off by the root. Your balls are fine with that way of throwing yourself head first off of ridiculous heights though; they're nicely protected between your legs then.

~oo00O00oo~

In pain I curl into a ball as I sink into the warm lagoon. Soon the horrible sensation of some fiend pressing my balls in a vice recedes so I that can stretch out with my feet together and my arms pointing to the sky above my head. I begin a slow float back to the surface not far above while I take the time to gaze around me. I may fall into the water like a lame duck but I swim like a dolphin when I am finally in it. 

Doing a slow spin as I rise through the water I first see the sandy bottom of the lagoon, then the black lava cliff face that goes down ten meters or so below me with a curious cloud of bubbles jetting out of a hole near the bottom. I realize that it is a lava tube below our shack. There is a strong flow of water from it that keeps the sand from forming here, making a deep pool. The bubbles of air or whatever they are composed of are all around me as they rise. They form on me, and move sensuously up my body. 

I feel buoyant and my body tingles as the bubbles flow across my skin. "It's like being in a pool of tonic water," I think as I float to the surface with the bubbles. My cock swells and grows hard yet again as the tiny bubbles form on it to rise up its length. My entire body feels like it is being caressed by the water as I finally look up to see Zoe floating on her back just above me. 

"She must be feeling the same wonderful sensations I am," I think. Her legs are spread wide and it looks like she has a hand between them. Running out of air, I give one final kick to surface beside my Lady. I watch her as she slides the fingers of one hand in and out of her pussy and plays with her nipples with the other. I want to stroke my hard cock but that would keep the bubbles from forming at the base of my throbbing length and rising up it like I am being stroked in one direction. They are driving me to an orgasm without any help on my part. There is something strange going on here; we shouldn't be acting so horny just from bubbles on us.

Sensing me beside her in the water Zoe turns her face toward me to moan, "Oh God I'm coming again!" Her knees rise out of the water and her back arches as she pants out her climax. I am not far behind, my balls tighten, my cock jerks and I begin to shoot out ropes of white cum into the water in front of me. 

"I need you to fuck me Serge!" Zoe moans as she takes my arm to urge me through the water towards the shallow edge of the pool. When we are finally out of the stream of bubbles we both calm down a little bit but we are still extremely turned on, she can't keep her hands from stroking my cock and I can't stop myself from caressing her body. One hand plays with her breasts while the other is between her legs probing and feeling the wetness of her. 

We stand on the sandy bottom of the lagoon at the edge of the Moon Pool and slowly come back to earth. "What the hell happened there?" I ask as I continue to play with Zoe's clit. 

"I don't know but don't stop touching me. I need to cum again!" Zoe yells as she too can't keep her hands off my body taking me to yet another orgasm. We both yell out our release and collapse into the warm water as we cum one final time.

Zoe starts laughing,"God that felt good!" she cries out and falls back into the water to playfully show me her body. She lifts her tits out of the water to present them to me and then runs her hands down her body to spread her pussy lips to show me the pink insides of her most private self. She smiles up at me and stares at my new hardness and rolls over in the water to stand in front of me. "I think we need to fuck on the sand now, don't you?" she pants in my ear. 

I feel her hand glide slowly up and down my shaft, "Yes, Baby, right now!" 

"Let's go," she says as she pulls me by my hard cock through the water toward the white sand beach. 

As we get even farther from the pool our passion wanes; I am still hard as a rock and Zoe is still hot but we find that we don't need to fuck ourselves silly on the sand. When we reach the shore we calm even more and wade out still very turned on to find two chairs and a small table with two Mai Tais waiting for us under a large umbrella. Each chair has a thick towel over the arm ready to be used. 

"What a pleasant surprise. Paradise really knows how to pamper its guests," I say as I follow my still raging hardon and up the beach to the table.

"Let me dry you, Zoe" I offer as I pick up a towel. 

"Please," she responds and raises her arms to clasp her hands high above her head offering her naked body to me on a beach in Paradise and letting me touch her anywhere I want. 

I start by gently, oh so very gently, patting her face dry. Putting down the towel I walk around her to take her long thick dark hair into my hands to stroke and twist the water out of it. Zoe arches her back, pushes out her breasts and moans quietly as I almost roughly pull her head back to work the water from her hair.

"Oh I do so love this," she whispers while I continue to dry her, gently patting the towel up and down her body and over her nipples. I reach between her legs with the towel to dry her in one of the few parts of a woman that should be gently rubbed.

"Oh, Baby, your touch is heaven to me!"

"Now your legs, Zoë," I tell her as I stop rubbing her clit, "and then you're done."

Holding onto my shoulder she lifts each leg in turn so I can I dry them. She cries out her mini orgasms as I continue to cherish her naked body by softly drying each foot in its turn.

When I am done drying her Zoe is almost limp. 

"Your turn now, Lover." Zoe picks up the towel beside her and begins to roughly rub my wet body down; paying special attention to drying the parts she loves the best after rubbing me from head to foot. 

"Ouch! You're too rough!" I groan even as Zoe touches me as she wishes.

"Poor Baby," Zoe purrs, "You know that a woman's tender body is patted dry while a man's tougher skin is rubbed."

"That's not tougher skin that you are playing with right now."

Zoe eases up a little and a wicked grin forms on her face as she continues to stroke me with the soft towel, "I know, but I want you to come in the towel for me." 

"Why?"

"You'll see. Now cum for me Baby!" 

I am on the edge and after being so excited in the Moon Pool I do cum as if on command. My cock jerks in the towel surprising me by pumping out as much sperm the forth time today as the first. What is really amazing, though, is that the whole time that we are standing by our table on the beach with Zoe stroking me off at least half a dozen couples have walked by with most waving us a cheery hello and the rest are either politely ignoring us or just smiling and nodding.

Zoe milks the last of my cum into the towel and opens it to show me my load before she spreads it out on one of the chairs with my cum spot on the seat. "Sit in the wet spot for me, Lover," she asks me with that wicked and almost evil smile from moments ago still on her face.

"I'm not going to sit in my own cum!"

"Well, I sleep in it every time you fuck me."

I don't even answer that one. Shaking my head and smiling I sit down immediately and either by design or accident my cooling wet spot hits me between my ass and my balls. I am thankful that I'm shaved because if she asks me to sit here too long I would have lost some hairs after my sperm dries. 

Zoe looks at me with a cat that ate the canary grin and sits in the chair across the table from me to lean back in the sun with her pretty, firm tits pointing her nipples up to the sky to sigh, "Amazing, Paradise is simply amazing Baby." She looks at me in wonder at what I have just gladly done for her and smiles and shakes her head at her own audacity for asking.

I pick up my drink and offer it to her in a toast. She reaches for hers so we can clink glasses as we feel the final loss of the tension of our working stiff lives leave our bodies and we both say, "Amazing!" The word amazing has become our catch phase, our litany of stunned wonder on our dream vacation. 

We really are in Paradise now and we know that we both can and will do anything we need to make our stay here perfect.

~oo00O00oo~

I slowly come awake to find yet another umbrella shading us in our beach chairs. We must have dozed off again. Traveling half way around the world for a vacation really does knock the shit out of you. The sun is getting closer to the horizon and I know that it is now late afternoon. 

Leilani brings me a glass of cold juice and stands beside me while I drink it. I look up at her young body knowing that I can have her or touch her anyway she is willing. I am astonished at that idea. "She's young, very young, is she even eighteen?" I wonder as I gaze at her firm apple sized breasts with their dark brown nipples and at her tight, flat belly over the velvety and sparse vee of black hair between her thighs that is sometimes partially hidden by her tiny see through loincloth as it flutters in the sea breeze. Leilani sees me staring at her and she smiles coyly back from under her long, soft eyelashes and saucily shakes her small tits at me before breaking out in a fit of giggles. I smile back at her happy face then close my eyes to nod off again.

What has to be a short while later I feel a hand gently shaking me by the shoulder. I look up to see my beautiful Zoe standing beside me. 

"Serge you can't miss this wonderful sunset!" 

The tiny bay our beach shack is on faces west. I sit up to watch the quickly setting sun paint the bottom of the clouds red and pink and at least three different shades of purple before it sinks into the sea like a rock. We are now surrounded by the warm, soothing black darkness of a tropical evening. It is only a little past six o'clock and we are finally wide awake and rested. We both look forward to our first night in Paradise.

Nunui comes sauntering down the stairs from our shack to the beach with two flaming tiki torches in his hands. He plants them firmly in the sand behind us and takes the, now useless, umbrella away. I see Zoe looking intently at the large cock and balls that pretend to be hidden behind his tiny loin cloth. He is young; maybe not as young as Leilani and very well hung. I can see Zoe's nipples harden as she looks at the island man in front of her. She sees me looking at her and smiles back at me. "Maybe we'll have them later. I am amazed at the idea that we can ask that of them. 




Paradise Ch. 02



"Let's go out now and find a place to have dinner, Serge. Maybe explore Paradise a little." 

Just as I answer yes, we hear the sound of laughter coming from the wood walkway that spans the cliff face below our shack. We look that way to see a smiling, happy couple strolling out of the sultry darkness into the torch light as they walk hand in hand along the beach. They are both tall and very black dressed in gossamer thin clothing that does nothing to hide their attractive bodies. 

She is a beautiful, athletic woman wearing a dress so shear that I can only see it as a white sheen over her black body as it reflects the torchlight. The top part of her dress is like a half bra that is only a shelf to support and present her large breasts; showing off her dark nipples that are pierced with heavy gold rings. The bottom of the shear dress barely covers the dark delta between her legs. 

He is a strong, well built man with wide shoulders and a large chest over a tight stomach wearing only a shear black sheath that covers his cock like a condom. It is so shear that I can see in the flickering torch light that he is uncircumcised. His balls hang below his long and very thick shaft wrapped in the attached tight form fitting pouch of the same material. The whole nothingness that he is wearing is held on by a black ribbon that is wrapped around his cock and balls and tied like a formal bow tie above his semi erect cock.

When they get nearer they smile waving to us, "You must be Serge and Zoe, the new couple that arrived yesterday," the man says. "I am Simon and this lovely vision with me is Nicole."

Nicole laughs at our questioning stares, "If you know Lady Lydia you know everything that goes on here in Paradise."

Just as I'm about to ask these cheerful people to join us for a drink Nunui and Leilani appear out of the dark with him carrying two chairs and her bearing a tray of fancy tropical drinks. I stand to offer Nicole my chair after quickly pulling the towel it off while Simon and I wait for Nunui to unfold the new chairs for us. 

"Yes, quite the pair aren't they. Is he really the lord of Derby something or other?" I ask regretting, as always, my stupid forgetfulness of names.

Nicole laughs at me before asking Zoe, "Is Serge as bad at remembering names as Simon is? He really is Sir Harold, Lord Twiddlesmore of Derbycaster and his large tittied wife is the Lady Lydia."

"Biggest melons in the resort," Simon laughs before reaching across to caress Nicole's breast, "but I like these better."

Nicole blushes at the compliment even as she pushes her tit out to be touched by her man. "We are going to the restaurant on the next bay for dinner and a night of dancing. Would you like to join us?"

"Yes. That would be nice," Zoe answers, "But I have nothing on to wear. Not like you have on. "

Nicole laughs, "Remember your closet upstairs? Let's go look to see if we can't find something for you to wear."

As the two women hold hands climbing the stairs to our beach shack Simon groans, "Well, we won't see them for a while."

Nunui appears with another drink for each of us on his tray and hands me a black see through kilt to wear, "I trust this will be adequate," he chuckles, "the ladies are going be a long time while they choose the right thing for Zoe to wear. Leilani already has half the clothes in the closet on the bed for them to look at." 

I hear laughter and giggles coming from above us then look at Simon and Nunui with a shrug that is as old as mankind. 

I step into my kilt to find that it has slits up both sides to the waist band with another up the front. The see through garment doesn't cover anything but I feel dressed.

Simon and I wait talking about the resort and the people we have met here. I ask him about the Moon Pool and the effect it had on us this afternoon.

"Ah, you were in it today? The deeper you dive into it the more it affects you."

I cast a hard glance at Nunui who is coming down with more drinks. He smiles at me, puts the drinks down and quickly remembers something he forgot up stairs

"Nobody knows what causes that. The islanders have sent samples away but they all come back negative. Wait until you see it when the moon hits it just right. The whole lagoon is black with the silver streak to the moon on it. At the end of the silver, the Moon Pool glows a deep aqua. You can look down into it to see right to the bottom."

Zoe finally comes down the stairs with Nicole and Leilani behind her. She is wearing two bits of blue string. The top one holds little blue squares of gauze over her tits while the other is around her hips with a blue square between her legs. Zoe smiles at me asking if I am ready to party tonight. Her cheeks are flushed red as she looks at me doing a pirouette with her arms held high above her head. Smiling I stand to offer her my hand. The happy look on her face as she reaches out to hold mine is worth every penny we have spent to get here. 

"Let's go, I'm starving!" Nicole shouts taking Simon by his hand to walk down the beach.

We follow a little behind our new friends. Zoe holds my arm tight to lean against me to whisper, "She touched me."

"What?" I ask totally confused.

"She touched my boobs as I tried on some of the things Leilani had out for me."

"Oh, that explains why you were blushing as you came down the stairs."

Zoe slaps my arm, "That's not why I was blushing; I have been touched by a woman there before. My face still feels red from when she reached between my legs to put her finger over my pussy!"

"Um," is the only thing I can think to say. 

"That's what I said."

"She felt your pussy?" I ask barely holding back my shocked laughter at the thought of what happened in the shack upstairs.

"Yes, and that's not all!"

"There's more?"

"The restaurant that we are going to tonight is for swingers and she wants to give herself to you if I will have Simon."

"Amazing," is all I can say.

"Well?"

"Um," I feel so put on the spot. Nicole is very pretty and I wouldn't mind making love with her but I wonder what I would think if another man was with my Lady.

"Well?" Zoe asks again as she caresses my arm then reaches down to feel my swelling cock, "Are you willing?" 

"Tell me that you want his fat cock in your pussy," I answer as I look down at my pretty Lady's face. 

"Yes, I want his fat cock in me just as much as you want to put yours into Nicole. You want that don't you," Zoe laughs as she smiles up at me and takes her hand off my now totally erect cock, "Now that we have decided let's catch up with them to enjoy our first night out in Paradise."

I walk beside Zoe with my hand in hers as we hurry to join Simon and Nicole. They look back at us with knowing eyes when they see my hardness swaying out of the slit in my kilt. We all know what will happen tonight now. 

"We were going to walk the beach all the way to the restaurant but it is getting late so let's take the short cut across the point," Simon tells us looking at Zoe and Nicole. They have the grace to blush knowing that they took way too long picking out something for Zoe to wear. 

The black couple leads us off the beach along a torch lit path through a stunningly beautiful tropical garden. "There are flowers here that only bloom at night. You can smell their wonderful scent when we get closer," Nicole tells us.

The flickering light from the torches is reflected off the huge leaves on the trees over us as we walk into the dark tunnel of this tropical jungle. At times, the path is wide enough that the four of us can walk beside each other but then it will narrow so that we have to walk single file with the feathery leaves of ferns brushing at us; exciting our bodies.

"What mad gardener made this path?" I ask at one point.

"Fun, isn't it?" Nicole answers and I have to agree as I watch her pretty ass sway in front of me. I notice that Zoe is happily staring at Simon's backside as well when the path widens enough for her to look past me.

We walk through the soft night chatting easily amongst ourselves about everything and nothing until we emerge out of the jungle onto the beach again. The tradewinds make the tiny bits of nothing that we are wearing flutter in the breeze. I think that we are dressed only so that we can know how naked we really are as my kilt is lifted by the wind to tease me with its softness. I tell Zoe my thought and she laughs at my madness before running ahead to tell Nicole and Simon what I have just said. They laugh and look back at me with smiles on their faces. I can only shrug my shoulders at them as Zoe runs back to me to hit me like a giggling bullet to knock me flat on my ass in the sand.

"Oh, oh!" Nicole yells out. "Happy couple down!" 

"What did you do that for?" I ask the wriggling, laughing lady that I love as she tries to hold me down in the sand. 

"Because I've always wanted to."

"That's it I am going to spank you for this tomorrow!"

"You won't have the strength to lift anything after tonight!"

"Oooh, and who is going to tire me out?"

"It might not be me," she coos in my ear.

Zoe finally lets me up and we hurry to catch up with our new friends. 

The restaurant that Nicole has told us about glows on the beach in front of us under its tall palm thatched roof. When we get nearer I see that it is just that. A huge thatched roof held up by thick pillars all around its outside edge with no walls at all; built half on the beach with the rest under the tall palms. The kitchen and even the bar are hidden in the thick jungle of flowering bushes behind it. Flames of tiki torches and lanterns flicker in the gentle winds that gently blow in from off the lagoon giving the whole pavilion a red golden aura. The beach is the sandy dance floor while up a step is the wood floor where there are tables filled with laughing, happy people. Round booths are scattered along each side and the back. A band is playing soft Polynesian music on a low stage on the beach with the bright half moon shining on their faces and the lagoon behind them.

Simon leads us to an empty booth. We sit with Nicole and Zoe in the centre and myself and Simon on the outside. Almost instantly an island girl appears at our table with a tray of drinks giving each of us what we would have ordered.

"Your appetizers will be here in a moment."

"How does she know what we want?" I ask even as I enjoy the taste of my rusty nail and Zoe sips at her favourite Mai Tai.

"We never have to look at a menu here, they just seem to bring what we want," Nicole answers. She lifts her hand and an island girl puts a menu in it. "Here, decide what you want," she laughs. "When you have made up your mind put the menu down and we'll wait to see what is brought for your dinner."

When the appetizers arrive, we all dig in ravenously nibbling on the shellfish, fruit and vegetables. A large carafe of wine appears and an island boy smiles at us as he fills each of our glasses with the cool white wine. We toast each other as we relax into the evening under the flickering torchlight.

Nicole leans over Zoe with her hand resting on her thigh almost touching her pussy to ask me what I have chosen for dinner.

"It's a secret," I tell her. "But I guess someone should know so that I can't cheat and say something different."

"Tell me." Nicole says as she puts her arm over Zoe's shoulders to lean across her to put her ear next to my mouth. Her fingers gently touch Zoe's pussy and my Lady surprises me by spreading her thighs to let her as I tell Nicole my menu choice. She laughs not at my choice but at my reasoning; I have never liked mussels but the herbed garlic sauce they come in forces me to pick them. 

After giving Zoe's clit a tiny feel Nicole picks up her glass then sits back up on the bench sipping at her wine with her other arm still draped over Zoe's shoulders. Simon leans over to ask Nicole to dance with him. She softly pinches Zoe's nipple before she accepts Simon's hand to be led onto the sandy dance floor.

"What happened there?" I ask totally bemused.

"I'm not sure, but it felt, um, nice. This night is going to get very interesting," Zoe mumbles with a very red face. There is a pause, "Ask me to dance, Serge, please."

I stand and offer her my hand. Zoe looks up at me with shining eyes to take my hand in hers and follow me across the wood floor down to the sand; melting close to my body when we get there. We begin to sway to the slow music while shuffling our feet in the sand. It feels good to have her almost naked body pressed close to mine as we dance with the gentle wind and music flowing over us. I feel the hard nipples on her breasts touching me knowing that she feels my hardness between us as we dance. 

When the music stops I lead my pretty Lady back to our table by her soft hand. She is so happy that with each step she shakes her breasts; proudly showing them to the room. I am so erect that I am almost embarrassed as we walk back to sit down. My hard cock points straight up from the slit in the gossamer kilt that I am wearing. Other couples are walking through the sand back to their tables and I feel almost normal when I see other men with stiff cocks waving in front of them too. Zoe's nipples are hard as well and I can smell the scent of a dozen women's arousal on the wind. Nicole and Simon come back to join us. I smell the deep scent of Nicole and see Simon's fully hard cock wave back and forth in the black sheath that he has on when they join us in the booth.

When we are all seated, our dinner is brought to us. Nicole and I chuckle when the mussels are placed in front of me. The conversation is lively as we eat. Simon has us all laughing so hard with his stories about life in Africa that we have trouble finishing our meals. 

After our rich deserts and liquor flavoured coffees the girls excuse themselves to go to the bathroom. They are gone for a long time and when they come back Zoe looks at me lovingly with her beautiful soft eyes as she stands by Simon so he can let her in even as Nicole stands by me. 

Simon and I look at each other knowing that a decision has been made by the Ladies as we stand to let the women into the booth. When she is seated beside me Nicole pulls my hand over her shoulders placing it onto her breast under the incredibly thin white see through dress she has on and snuggles into me even as Zoe does the same with Simon, lifting the little piece of gauze over her breast so she can put his dark hand on her. She reaches down to untie the bow on Simon's sheath then pulls it off to throw it on the table in front of her.

I feel the softness of Nicole's breast and find her hard nipple with my fingers to pinch it gently. She squeals in pretend pain as she wraps her long, thin fingers around my cock and slides her hand up and down me. I look across at Simon as he licks at Zoe's nipple while she strokes his hard cock below the table. Simon looks at me with a smile, "Let's take these hot Ladies to a beach shack I know and show them how much we appreciate them."

"Yes, let's do that," I answer as I reach between Nicole's legs and gently push two fingers into her wetness. Simon responds by ripping Zoe's flimsy top off her chest and pinching a nipple until she moans as he pushes the fingers of his other hand into her pussy to play with her. 

No one even notices the antics at our table. We're not the only ones playing; other people are playing with each other all over the room. 

Simon stands to offer his hand to Zoe to help her from the booth. She looks at me, then at Simon with sultry eyes when she stands. Simon hand is on the thin string of her gossamer skirt. He rips it off and begins to lead her across the room by her hand. She walks with him, totally naked and looking up at him with her soft eyes. 

I help Nicole to stand then rip the flimsy dress from her body and caress her breasts before leading her out of the room to where Simon and Zoe are waiting for us. As we walk, Nicole rips the thin kilt off me to hand it to a waitress. With people applauding the whole performance we leave the restaurant.

When we meet with Simon and Zoe outside, I see that that he has ordered two carts for us. "It's not far, but let's ride home," he says. "It's quicker."

I agree with him following Nicole to one of the carts. She curls up next to me in the seat and holds my cock in her hand. Zoe is doing the same thing with Simon as we are driven home by the quiet island men. My fingers find the wetness between Nicole's legs while my other hand plays with her breasts as we bounce along the narrow roads to Simon and Nicole's beach shack. 

When we arrive we get out of the carts to walk through the garden to be met by two island girls standing on the low, covered lanai holding glasses of wine for each of us. 

I ask Nicole why they are totally naked, "Don't they wear the loin cloths to cover themselves?" 

"Simon and I like them this way. Those little bits of cloth just get in the way. We enjoy our girls naked and accessible so that I can lick their bodies and he can touch them as he pleases or we can fuck them anytime they let us.

Meet Hoani and Tehei; our house girls." 

The island girls are on the porch one step above us offering us the glasses of wine. I take my glass and watch as Zoe, Nicole and Simon take theirs from the giggling girls. When they have given the glasses of wine to us they both hold up their small breasts to offer them to Nicole.

"They're pretty girls, aren't they?" Nicole asks Zoe as she leans forward to suck the nipple on one of the breasts Hoani offers to her. She pulls her head back to look at Zoe, "Would you like to taste Tehei's nipples? I always give both the girls a long suckle when we get home at night and Simon and I are in the mood to play."

Zoe looks at Simon and I, and then watches as Nicole sucks on Hoani's nipples. She leans forward to kiss Tehei's breast. When her lips gently touch the girl's breast Tehei moans and pushes her nipple into Zoe's mouth with one hand while holding her head to her chest with the other. With a sigh of delight, Tehei pulls Zoe's suckling mouth off her nipple to move it to the other one. Both Nicole and Zoe have their arms around the young girl's waists now as they pleasure to them with their mouths. 

Only in Paradise does the sight of two women standing in a moonlit garden sucking the breasts of two girls while their men watch seem normal me.

"Amazing," I say more to myself than the people around me.

"What?" Simon asks.

I am surprised he heard me, "Amazing, that's what Zoe and I have been saying to each other each time we go a little farther than before here in Paradise.

"Are you worried that you are going too far tonight? You can stop the night anytime with no regrets, we'll still be friends."

"No, we're both excited about tonight. The truly amazing part is that we picked Paradise at random not knowing a thing about it; we just liked the name."

Simon chuckles, "You are joking of course."

"Nope."

"You mean to tell me you have been naked for two days now in a resort you knew nothing about or how we play here and what is permitted?"

"Yup," I feel like an actor in a bad western movie with my last two answers. 

Simon roars with laughter. 

I can't help looking at him with a huge grin on my face then back at the Ladies and laugh too. They have switched girls comparing the taste of their nipples now, ignoring us.

Simon is still laughing as he slaps me on my back, "Come, let's go inside, Serge. The Ladies will be a while here. I think we need stronger stuff than this wine right now."

Our Ladies are standing in the centre of the steps as they taste the girl's tits. When Simon and I pass them on each side, we each get a slap on the ass as we pass.

I rub myself trying to ease the sharp sting that Nicole gave me, "At least they are still a little aware of us."




Paradise Ch. 02



"They're so busy sucking nipples and comparing their taste that they don't even know whose ass they've hit."

Zoe pulls her mouth off Tehei to say in a low, sultry voice, "The ass I hit was black."

Nicole yells out that the ass she hit was white.

"I thought I was getting kind of brown looking from the sun and the oils the girls have put on me," I mumble as I follow Simon into their beach shack still rubbing my ass.

"What would you like to drink?"

With the gin and tonic, I asked for in my hand Simon and I walk through the beach shack out onto the huge lanai to sink into the cooling water of the tub on the deck. 

Out here on the point of land at the north end of the bay we are close to the reef and can hear the constant roar of the waves on the reef. The moon is high now, its light shining on the water. One of the little islands in the reef has two torches lighting a small pier.

"What island is that?" I ask feeling very relaxed as we look out at the shining lagoon even though I know we are going to be with each other's Lady when they finish with the island girls.

Simon is busy with the controls to the pool so doesn't answer right away. When he is done jets of warm water start up with one of them shooting up over my balls onto my cock. I lean back onto the jets coming out onto my back making sure not to move off the one under me to sigh as my sagging erection slowly comes back. "I hope our Ladies don't take too long on the porch."

Without knowing it at first I find I am slowly stroking my raging hard on. I look across at Simon red faced in embarrassment to see him doing the same thing.

"Don't worry," he tells me as he continues to stroke himself, "Nicole will come running with Zoe in tow as soon as she hears the bubbles."

I see no reason to stop stroking myself in front of another man; it feels so good with the bubbles flowing over me, "This water is piped in from the Moon Pool isn't it?"

Simon smiles and nods his head yes, "You asked about the island over on the reef. The islanders don't tell us their name for it. Nicole and I call it Friday Island because that is the only day of the week that the party over there happens. The resort calls it Orgy Island for good reason. Anything and everything is allowed over there, the only rules are come naked and leave if you say no."

I want to ask more about the island but my questions are stopped by the thundering sound of two pair of bare feet running through the shack. 

Turning, I see Nicole laughing and pulling Zoe by the hand as she hurries toward us. Tits move and shake from side to side on their chests as they run. When Nicole reaches the patio she drops Zoe's hand, "You're on your own now, honey," she tells her as she slows to continue walking toward me while holding up her breasts, pinching her nipples and swaying her hips while staring into my eyes. Zoe looks at Simon and starts doing the same things for him. 

Nicole slips into the tub beside me squirming around until she moans out a loud yes when she finds the right spot on the jet under her. My hand is pulled from stroking my cock to be wrapped over her shoulder and placed to cup a tit. My cock isn't left alone for long, though. Slender fingers wrap themselves around me taking over what I was doing. Nicole snuggles closer to me and puts her mouth by my ear, "You like me touching you, don't you," she breathes.

I take the last sip of gin in my glass; sigh in contentment to lean my head back. "Yes, I do."

Tehei takes the empty glass from my hand replacing it with another.

"Are you happy?" Nicole asks as she rubs her body against me and touches me as no woman other than Zoe has since I met her.

"Yes."

Across the pool, Zoe is cherishing Simon's cock. His large arm is over her shoulder, holding her tight to him. At one point Zoe looks at me after licking Simon's huge black chest to wink, with her hand sliding up and down his cock. I smile back at her then go back to suckling on Nicole's nipple.

Simon leans down to whisper something in Zoe's ear. She looks up at him to nod her head. She looks at me, and then says to Simon, "Yes, I'll suck your cock when I see Serge licking Nicole's pussy and he tells me how she tastes."

Nicole laughs as she moves up to sit on the edge of the pool with her legs spread wide. "Lick my pussy for me, Serge. Please."

I turn to kneel in the tub below her and smile up at her before I lean forward to lick her tender thighs. I lick deeper then deeper again between them, until my tongue reaches her pussy. When I lap at her centre I taste another woman for the first time in a long while. I look back with Nicole's scent on me to see my Lady watching as she holds Simon's cock, slowly moving her hand up and down it. 

"Nicole tastes so different. She tastes so musky, so sweet. Almost as sweet as you do, Baby. It's amazing.

"Now tell me how Simon tastes, Baby." 

Zoe smiles back at me before lowering her head to take Simon into her mouth to swallow him deep into her throat until I see her lips kiss his thick pubic hairs. She pulls her mouth off him with her tongue trailing the under side of his cock to look at me to tell me that Simon tastes so different from me and that his cock is just as big as mine is; maybe even little a bigger before going back down on him humming her joy. I am so proud of how Zoe can take a man deep into her throat in one slow movement.

The whole time I am talking to Zoe I wasn't ignoring Nicole. I pull my fingers from her, wet with her juices to bring them to my mouth then turn back to kneel between her legs.

She looks down over beautiful breasts at me, "It's about time you paid attention to me."

The woman above me has become crazed; she is not the same sweet person who climbed into the tub with me, her hips are moving wildly and she is trying to pull my head between her legs. I wonder if the Moon Pool waters affect people differently, I know that it has to be some form of aphrodisiac, but what it does to Nicole is bizarre. That has to be what has happened here. Simon is giving me no direction on how to handle this woman but I know that I want to ride this Tiger from Africa. 

I decide there is no answer that a man can give to that low growl of need she uses except to growl back. I finish licking her juice off each my fingers before rising as high on my knees as I can. I hook my little fingers in her nipple rings and pull her face down to mine, "Kiss me!" I growl at her in the deepest voice I have and that voice is loud and rough after spending all my working years on the freight docks on the west coast of Canada. 

"Lick my cunt now!"

"Kiss me first, taste yourself on my lips!" I tell her as I pull her to me by her nipple rings. I wonder if my fingers are strong enough to pull her forward or if she will fight me until she pulls a ring out of one of her nipples. I slowly bring Nicole closer to me until her face is close to mine. "Kiss me," I say very quietly.

She looks me in the eyes for half a second then leans forward to put her lips to mine and kisses me with a passion I have seldom felt before; her tongue goes deep in my mouth, her hands hold my head tight to her. Nicole pulls away after a long moment to look at me, "Please lick me; I need to cum, please."

Nicole seems calmer now. I wonder if I have tamed the Tiger.

I move my head down to kiss her neck and then further down her body leaving little wet spots from my lips and tongue, caressing down her past her large breasts, across her belly holding onto the rings the whole time, just in case. When I reach the dark hairs of her delta, I nibble and pull at them with my teeth while I savor the scent of her arousal.

Nicole is going wild again at my teasing but that is what I want now. Her hands try to push me down to between her wide spread legs. I pull and twist her nipple rings hard causing her to cry out in pain and, I think, pleasure. She lifts her hands from my head to put them over mine. Then I lower my head to lick the entire length of her pussy with my wet tongue from her little dark bud to her clit and then back again. 

Nicole goes completely wild when I suck the soft folds of her into my mouth and push my tongue as deep as I can into her. It is like opening a dam; her darkly sweet nectar flows out into my mouth. I lap up as much as I can with my tongue but most of it pours over my lips into my beard. She thrusts her hips up to meet my mouth and begins to grind herself on my face yelling out half formed words and low growls of lust. I let go of her rings to put my arms under her thighs and back up to caress the hairs over her pussy as I continue to lick and suck her. She lifts her legs high only to lower them onto my shoulders giving my tongue better access to her most secret places. Her hands grab the hair on my head to direct my tongue where she wants it. I let her and soon find myself licking at her clit, the one place I haven't touched with my tongue yet. It only takes a few licks before Nicole starts her first orgasm. She holds me against her as she cums again and again. I'm not sure if it is one long orgasm or many. I lick at her pussy for as long as she wants until she pulls my head away from her, totally sated for the moment, and falls back onto the deck that is level with edge of the tub. 

Nicole's arms are above her head pulling her firm breasts up to point her nipples at the dark sky as she lies there panting, "Wow!" is all she can get out.

The water has made me so erect that my cock is bobbing in the water to my heartbeat. I can't decide whether to lead Nicole to one of the large, padded, tanning beds nearby now while she is calm or drag her into the pool to bring her Tiger back out first. My small head tries to tell me to go now but I want to see if I can tame her again. "Maybe I don't want a tame Tiger," I muse.

Nicole is struggling to sit up so I lean forward to offer my hand to help her. When she is sitting, I keep pulling as I stand in the waist deep water with my harness pointing almost straight up out of the pool. "Are you sure you want me back in the tub? I go crazy, I can't help it," she purrs as she stares at the cock throbbing in front of her. "You'll have to watch and gauge how much crazy you think you can handle." She then slides into the bubbling water grabbing my cock in her strong hand.

Behind me, Simon lets out a loud roar as he finally cums in Zoe's mouth. I turn to watch Zoe as she cups and squeezes Simon's balls with one hand while stroking his cock with the other and bobbing her head up and down on it. He is leaning back, braced by his straight arms on the deck with his head thrown to the sky. Simon's hips thrust up into Zoe's mouth with each shot of cum he gives her. Zoe's head is tilting as she tries to swallow every drop that Simon feeds her greedy mouth but she can't keep up. The sperm just keeps coming until she has to open her mouth to accept what he gives her and let it flow out of her down her chin onto her chest. When Simon finishes giving his last little spurts to her Zoe pulls her lips off him with a loud smack. She looks up at Simon for a long moment then turns, almost as if she knows I am watching to look at me to smile with another man's cum running down her chin onto her breasts. I smile back with the juice of another woman's pussy all over my face and beard.

The moment we share only lasts a second. There is a low growl of lust beside me. Nicole pulls me away from looking at Zoe and Simon by my cock that she holds in a vise like grip toward the Tiger that I had forgotten about. It's my own fault; she warned me twice. When I turn, Nicole has changed again only this time the Tiger has grown up. The look on her face is pure lust, "I want your cock in me now."

I am still standing between Nicole's legs while she pulls me to her by my cock. Letting her pull me to her, I lean forward to put my hands on the edge of the tub on each side of her head and gently take a nipple into my mouth to suck at it and roll it on my teeth with my tongue. 

I think Nicole is expecting a repeat of my earlier show of force but now I don't want to fight her; I want to enjoy my night with a Tiger. We both know what we want now. She still pulls at my cock with a grip of steel trying to put me in her while her other hand comes up to crush my lips against her breast. I begin to nibble at her nipple with my teeth while playing with the ring in my mouth with my tongue. As she squirms under me and tries to pull my cock into her, I bite harder and harder on her nipple until she hisses out a long. "Yes!"

I look up at her to ask, "Do you want more?" then bend back down to bite her other nipple as hard as I can.

"Yes!" Nicole yells at the pain that I give her and she smiles at me.

I bite her one more time and take my mouth off her nipple to look my Tiger in the eyes, "I'm taking you out of the pool now. Come with me."

Nicole keeps hold of my cock but stands to follow me as I push myself off from the edge of the pool to walk up the stairs beside us leading her onto the deck to the nearest oversized tanning bed that they have on their huge patio deck. 

I haven't tamed the Tiger this time or even leashed her. I have just talked her out of that insane pool and now all I want to do is survive a night with her without too many scars. 

When we step out of the pool Hoani and Tehei are ready with towels for us but in our haste we ignore them as we hurry to the nearest bed. Nicole lets go of me to run ahead and leap onto it to crawl to the centre and wait, impatiently, facing me on her hands and knees. Her head is up and she arches her back to show me the top of her rounded, swaying ass. The Tiger's tits are swinging heavily below as I approach her. I feel like a hunter stalking his prey. 

I am so aware, now. I see everything. On my left is Zoe laying on her back on a sun bed next to us; her knees are up and spread wide with Simon's head licking between her legs. She is moaning, crying out her passion. On my right are the two island girls standing by the beach shack waiting to bring us anything we want and everything we need. Above us is the moon shining down on the lagoon. In front of me is a Tiger waiting to take what she wants.

There is no hesitation when I reach the edge of the bed. I walk forward across it on my knees to present my cock to the Tiger's mouth. I am so erect and so ready to be used by her. I am hers. There will be only some token resistance from me, the hunter has given himself to the prey and the Tiger can use me as she wishes. Nicole sees this and smiles up at me as I kneel in front of her. She moves forward to take me all the way into her mouth. When her nose touches my shaved groin she purrs and growls at the same time with me deep in her throat. It feels wonderful. I don't know what to do with my hands so I hold them behind my back almost like a slave as the Tiger sucks me. Her tongue plays with the frenum rings on my cock for a long time before she pulls her head back to look up at me. 

"Lay on your back, Serge. I want to ride your cock until I'm done with you," Tiger growls. 

Nicole thrills me and scares me at the same time when she is this black tiger. I do as she demands and lay below her with my hands locked behind my head, looking up at her, waiting for her to mount me. She straddles my legs with hers and licks at my cock before kneeling up to look down at me, "I'm going to enjoy fucking you. Just lay still for me like a good little boy while I play with you for a bit first." 

She licks and kisses her way up my body until she kisses my lips for just a second and then moves up higher until her tits hang over my face. I try to lick at her nipples but she moves even higher up the bed until she is straddling my chest. I smell her arousal again. Her wiry black bush, still wet from the tub, glistens in the torchlight. Her swollen pussy lips are dewy with her juices. I look up at the under side of her breasts with the long, thick nipples pointing out from them. The gold rings in them shine in the dancing light from the tiki torches.

Nicole, my Tiger, looks down over her breasts at me. "Which do you want in your mouth more? My tits or my pussy, I'll let you lick and suck whichever you ask for," she tells me as she takes her hands out of my hair to start pulling at a nipple with one hand while playing with her clit with the other.

I want both, I can't decide. I look at her beautiful dark nipples first, then down to her even darker slit. Her pussy lips are thick, so swollen with her desire that she is showing a hint of the pink inside of her as she kneels over my chest with her legs spread wide.

I move my hands from behind my head to reach up with one going for a nipple and the other seeking her moistness below. My Tiger quickly grabs me by my wrists in her strong hands to push my arms over my head onto the bed, "You will leave your hands where I put them. Do you understand?" 

I nod my head yes and when she lets my hands go to reach up and play with her own nipples I leave mine on the bed where she wants them to be. I wonder why I remain silent as I lay below her as she wishes. It doesn't matter. Tonight is for fun and we are having it. I have chosen to be the Tiger's prey. 

"Can't decide can you," Tiger purrs as she rubs her wet slit on my chest while pulling at her nipples. "Well, then, you get what I give you."

Nicole turns around to straddle my chest again with her pussy over my face so she can lean forward to lick at my cock. She lifts her mouth off me to look back at me. 

"Stick your tongue out and lie still," she tells me then lowers herself so that she is sitting on my face. My tongue snakes out to sink as deep as I can push it into her open wetness before she moves up so I lick at her clit. My nose is buried in the crack of her ass and brushes against her dark brown hole when she moves back so I can lick at her pussy again. Tiger moves back even further until my seeking tongue touches her where I never thought it would be. I amaze myself and lick her ass.

"That's my little boy, kiss my ass," Tiger purrs before leaning forward to take the whole length of my cock into her mouth again. She fondles my balls with one in each of her not so gentle hands as she sucks and licks at me even as she grinds her pussy on my face until she cums. Her juices flow out. I can't lap them up fast enough. Soon her pungent scent covers my face and beard. She rubs her clit on my tongue as she slowly comes back to earth, moaning out her passion onto my cock the whole time. 

When Nicole finally calms down from her orgasm she sits up to turn and look over her shoulder at me, I sense the Tiger is gone. "God, that pool drives me wild when we turn on those bubbles!" she breathes then turns back to play with me some more. Her mouth is right over the head of my cock. I feel her breath on me as she husks, "I want this in me now." Nicole sucks my cock deep one more time before turning around on me to lick her own juices off my face, to kiss my lips. She presses her body onto mine, rubbing every inch of herself on me. Her tits crush into my chest and her hips move her clit steadily up and down my hard shaft. My hands move up to touch her now. One hand goes behind her head to pull her soft lips tighter to mine while the other slides down her back to hold and knead her smooth ass. We are both panting into each other now; our mouths wide open. 

"I want my cock in you," I gasp. 

Nicole moans and moves up my cock a little higher with each stroke of her clit until I spring free and up so she can move back down on me when she finally has me lined up with he wet pussy.

"Oh, yes!" we both cry as she lowers herself just enough that my thick head is only a little way into the sweet warmth that I am looking for. She stops there, rocking back and forth with my cock head popping in and out of her wetness.




Paradise Ch. 02



I thrust my hips up, "More, I want to be deep inside you."

"Oh, wait, please. It feels so good. I can feel the thick head of your cock." Nicole pants in my ear. "I feel your ridge and the first cock ring sliding in and out of me. It feels so wonderful."

With each move she makes she sinks deeper onto me by just a little bit until my bigger, thicker cock ring is past her entrance and in her. When Nicole feels the last ring go in, she sits up and drives down onto me, impaling herself on my cock. I can feel her inner walls pulsing and squeezing the length of me as she sits still above me with her clit pressed against the base of me.

I slide my hands across the smooth skin of Nicole's thighs, then her hips and up the sides of her body to cup her breasts and hold them, feeling their weight. Her hands cover mine, holding them still and tight to her as she begins to move slowly on me.

Hoani appears beside us with a vial of gardenia scented coconut oil. She pours some across the tops of Nicole's breasts. It runs down her velvety skin, under my hands and over her tits. She dribbles a little more of the oil onto my chest and stomach then moves away. 

Nicole's hard nipples begin to slide up and down across the palms of my now oily hands as she leans into me and starts to move her hips a little bit faster. Her hands rub the oil on my chest in then move down to my stomach and lower still, to spread it between us as she starts to ride up and down on my hardness ever faster. She pushes my arms to the side, off her breasts so she can lower her body down onto me. Her hips move up and down on my cock as she fucks herself on me and slides her body over my oil soaked chest. My skin is so sensitive that I can feel her nipples as she presses them into me. We laugh when Nicole slides right off me in her enthusiasm and we both, breathlessly, struggle to get me back into her. When I am in again we drive each other to orgasm. Not caring; just feeling pure lust. I feel her cumming long before I begin to pulse and spew my sperm deep in her as she has yet another orgasm. She falls onto me and moves her soft body on mine. We both revel in the sensual feeling of the oil that has been poured on us as I hold her to me until my softening cock slides out of the first woman I have been with since meeting Zoë.

Nicole falls off of me to lie nestled in my arms; kissing my neck, my chest as I hold her tight. Then we laugh as we hear the pants and moans of Zoë and Simon on the bed next to us. We both lean up to look to see them there. I caress Nicole as I watch Zoë on her back holding Simon tight to her with her legs up in the air using her heels to push on his tight ass; urging him deeper into her each time he pounds into her. 

"I love that man." Nicole whispers in my ear as we watch. I can't agree more; I love the lady under him as I watch her being totally covered by Simon's dark body with only her white arms and legs flying out in complete abandon as she has an orgasm under him. Simon gives one more push into and holds still. That is when I see Zoë take the first cum from another man since she met me. I kiss and suck Nicole's nipple then and think, "Amazing! What next?"

She holds me to her breast to say, "Yes, suck my tit," as I suck her hard nipple into my mouth then she surprises me by yelling out, "I want to lick my man's cum from your pussy girl."

Zoë looks at us with dazed, lust filled, eyes then spreads her legs wide with the man who just finished filling her laying beside her playing with her tits, "Of course, Nicole, lick my pussy. Suck your wonderful man's cum out of me." Then she giggles and shakes her head, "I have never done this before, ever." 

"I feel so..." she begins then pushes her hips up to let Nicole get her tongue deeper into her and just moans holding the dark haired head tight between her legs.

"I want my man's cum too," Zoë finally yells and then moves down the bed to lick the first pussy in her life. She has tasted my cum many times before but not mixed with another woman's juices. I really am amazed as I look at the two girls in the classic sixty nine position with their heads bobbing up and down between each other's legs.

"Well they'll be busy for a while if I know my Nicole," Simon tells me.

"If she can cum as much as Zoë we will be ignored for a long while," I answer with a small chuckle.

"Let me show you why we have two girls instead of one man and a girl to look after us."

When Simon leads me to some chairs on the patio set up so we can watch our ladies play on the bed Hoani and Tehei stroll up to us with lustful eyes and young, swaying hips; their long black hair blowing in the wind.

Hoani stands in front of me holding her tits out to me and moving her lithe body; pushing her young, pretty, hairless pussy out to me, "We tossed a coin and I won; I get to feel the rings on you in my pussy first. Do you mind that we tossed for you?"

I just look at her shaking my head no in amazement as she straddles my legs and sinks onto me. I am so hard again. She feels warm on me and her eyes are so dark brown and half closed as she moves on me staring into my eyes. She leans forward to offer a nipple, "Suck it, please," she whispers and I do.

"What do think of Paradise now?" Simon asks from beside me with a girl riding him.

I am stunned, I look at him with Tehei bouncing on his lap with her little boobs flying and then at Zoë and Nicole on the bed as they bring each other to yet another orgasm and suck at the tits of the girl on me before throwing my head back to laugh out loud as I cum inside her.

"Amazing!" I pant. 

I notice that Zoë is looking at me now. She smiles at me showing her wet face before lowering her head to lick between the legs of the dark girl with her. She lifts her head again to lick her lips and smile at me, "I never knew how good your cum would taste mixed with pussy juice lover."

She shakes her head in wonder again and smiles at me, "I never thought I'd lick a pussy either. Or fuck another man. Are you happy baby?" 

I can only smile and nod my head yes at her then caress the girl on my lap and suck at her nipples as my shrinking cock slides out of her. 

Zoë laughs, "I want that cum too."

Hanoi smiles at me then walks to the bed and lies next to Zoë so she can lick between her legs.

Tehei lifts herself off Simon and moves to sit on my lap to rub me with her wet pussy whispering in my ear demanding I get hard for her saying, "I want to feel your rings in me too." I surprise myself when I do get hard and slip myself into her even as I watch my Lady lick the sperm of my last orgasm from Hoani.

By the time the sun rises we have done everything. I have tasted another man's cum in my Lady's pussy and she has licked me clean of the wetness of his Lady and the other girls. 

Much later we walk down the beach, holding hands, on our way home; staggering from too much liquor, too much sex and way too much excitement.

"I love you," Zoë tells me as she leans into me and holds my arm to her side.

I laugh and look at her pretty face, "Of course you do and you know I love you too," I yell then pull her down to the sand and kiss her. We lay there under the hot, rising sun to fall asleep with me wondering if we will ever sleep in our bed at the beach shack. The sun and the gentle breeze feels so perfect on my naked body as I lie beside my Lady pushing my hardness into her back. I feel so tired, so happy and so complete as I drape my hand over her to hear her moan contentedly as she snuggles tighter against me.

When I waken for a moment there is an umbrella shading us and I know that Nunui and Leilani are nearby watching out for us and I smile as I stretch and pull my Lady closer to me and fall asleep again with us both purring the word 'Paradise'.



Paradise Ch. 02



Story told by Elaine, 35, on vacation with the son of her deceased sister.

The sun was setting as we sat at the hotel restaurant, having dinner and cocktails. Tommy had already wolfed down a 12 ounce Fillet Minion with 2 baked potatoes, half a loaf of bread, appetizer, and salad. At 6 foot and 200, he needs his energy.

I nibbled on a salad, watching, recapping last night.

The attraction had been there for years for Tom. I was his first masturbation's focus, what with my bras and panties around, and the only woman he had real contact besides his mom and grandma. It came to a head last night.

The sex was hot and passionate. After our initial act on the balcony, which wound up being observed by another couple of guests, we retreated to our room and slowly explored each other for two hours.

We spent the day exploring beaches, splashing like young lovers, with me laying topless in the sand at his request. Thank God for STP-50!

We shopped in town, holding hands, blending in with the variety of couples. It was common to see young and old together, blacks and whites, two men, two women. No one seemed to even notice a 35 year old with an 18 year old.

We paid the check and moved back to the bar. After ordering, I slipped to the ladies room. As I checked my make-up, the little I was wearing due to the glow from Tommy and the sun, another woman came in. The large gold hoops from her ears were real, I could tell, along with the assorted bracelets, and a stunning diamond ring.

She began making small talk, about St. Maarten, the hotel, the shopping. Looking at her in the mirror, I couldn't get over how blue her eyes were. Maybe contacts? She was easily ten years older than me, maybe more, in excellent shape. Even though I work out regularly, what this woman had in genetics, I could never achieve. I wanted to hate her instantly, but found myself enjoying her.

Back at the bar, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Now, that was a Cougar! I don't care how old she really was, she could have any man, even my Tommy, I bet. The cool confidence, obvious money, good looks, and that personality! I felt jealous, but not offended.

We were listening to the reggae three piece when she walked up to the bar. "Oh, Hi, again!," she gushed as she sat with a stool between she and I. She leaned forward and smiled at Tommy and said hi. Tommy perked right up, his eyes immediately drawn to her tanned breasts in a white linen blouse, and full length floral skirt.

She ordered a Cosmo and said, "I'll leave you two alone. You must think I'm stalking you!"

"No, stay, please," I heard myself say. "This is Tommy."

Tommy got up and went behind me, extending his hand. She took it gracefully. "Hi, I'm Raye, I really don't mean to intrude, just waiting for someone." 

I put out my hand. "Elaine, E, hi. We already met."

Her eyes winkled as she smiled, "Yes, we have."

She moved a stool closer and we chatted about our vacations, making sure not to leave Tommy out. He seemed quite taken by her, and the jealousy came back, but I suppressed it. About 20 minutes later, Raye turned. "Oh, there you are! These lovely people have put up with me for long enough! You know how boring I can get!"

A deep, rich voice said, "You, Ginger? Never!" He moved beside her, about 50, not tall but thick, like a fighter but with grace. Deep set eyes, leather-tanned skin, bright white hair. He was as stunning as Raye! They were the perfect couple.

He nodded hello, his eyes seemed to lock on mine and hold me in place. I felt my smile frozen and I was a child again, staring at a handsome movie actor.

"Darling, I'd like you to met my new friends, Elaine and Tom. It's their first visit, Dear!"

He came behind me to shake Tommy's hand, and I could sense that Tommy liked him, too. He took my hand next. "Pleased to meet any friend of Raye. Pardon her manners though: I'm Eddie."

The night flew by, the boys talking about deep-water fishing, and Raye telling me about fine jewelry shops and other places to see. By closing time, Ed and Tommy had arranged to go fishing in the morning, while Raye and I would visit the spa, then shop. 

The drinks hit Tommy all at once, and Ed helped me get him to our room. "He's a big fella! Well, he should be okay after breakfast," Ed said, as we plopped him in bed.

At the door, Raye waved. "We'll see you at nine, okay?" She blew me a kiss and winked as they left. Tommy slept straight through, and like an 18 year old, wide awake at 8AM, ready to go.

The men seemed fine and so was Raye, ready for action! I was dragging, having second thoughts about crowded streets and the hot sun. 

Raye could tell I was hurting. "Why don't we leave the crowds for another day. I know a beach that's perfect!" 

Half an hour later, and she had me at this cove, where the water was so blue and clear. There was a stand where frozen drinks were made with fresh fruit, and she insisted we have a few. They were laced with so much rum, I was buzzing again in no time.

She was the first to stand and undo her top. I had to gasp when I saw her. They were perfect C cups, she confided. "Just what Eddie ordered! Had them done two years ago. I just love them!"

I shyly lowered mine, and she made a point of complimenting me. "Naturals are so much better, that natural sag, just a bit to show they're real, you know?" She really made me feel at ease, along with the rum.

I had thought that maybe they were swingers. You read so many stories about rich older people, and could easily see them meeting other attractive people. I wondered if she had eyes for Tommy.

"Yes, he's younger, obviously." I siad. "We're taking it slowly, at first." (Of course, not mentioning he was my nephew!)

Raye patted my hand with long manicured nails. "You don't need to explain to me, Honey. People spend too much time, judging others instead of enjoying themselves. We make sex a lot more involved than it should be. Just go with the flow, I always say."

Aha! She likes Tommy and wants to swap! Although Eddie's attractive, too... 

"Anyway, the reason I suggested this beach is they have cabanas! Back in the trees, see? The blue and white tents? Come on, take your stuff. I arranged for one."

We both tied wraps around us, and i marvelled at Raye again as I followed her, our tops back on. She slid back the fold of the tent and I followed her in. My eyes needed to adjust to the shade.

Almost the entire floor was a mattress, about 6 by 6 feet. There was a bar in the corner, with plastic bottles. Incense was burning. She held her Pina Colada as she slid onto the mattress. "Sit."

I did. It was cool in here, and the air was fresh. They must have been venting it, maybe even air conditioning! I felt a chill.

"I have a surprise, she beamed. "They usually provide a masseuse but I declined. I thought it might be better, if you were shy about it."

"Oh, I've had massages before, Raye."

"Not like this one. Lay on your belly. Go ahead, I won't hurt you." She could tell I was confused, but what could I do, offend her?

I felt the warm liquid first, then her soft hands, up my spine, across the shoulders, kneading , spreading, and the smell of coconuts was intoxicating. She was speaking in that low sexy voice of hers, so calm and cool, rubbing more liquids in, under my bra and I felt the top open just as she raised my wrap and began working on the legs, calves, and thighs.

For a moment, I thought I had nodded off, I was so relaxed, when her voice was close to my ear, whispering, "Roll over, baby."

I did, as if in a dream. Her face was just above me and she hummed a tune as she began applying the lotion to my breasts, kneading them, deeply, then focusing on my nipples! The cream slid over me and her hands excited me. I had never been touched like this by a woman, and I liked it! 

I lay there, breathing heavily, my lips apart, my senses filled with island scents and sounds. My entire body suddenly tingled when Raye's lips swept across mine, lightly but electrically. My eyes bolted open, and she was above me, whispering, "Baby, you look so beautiful here. Please don't be mad. I can tell you're new to this."

I was new to it, and I wasn't mad, either. These last two days, I had never felt so desired in my life! I raised my head, and let our lips touch again, as we stared at each other.

I felt her fingers tease my nipples as she spread her body beside mine and we blended together, arms around each other, our brief kiss now passionate.

Raye slid down my body, clasping on my nipple with her lips, sucking and flicking her tongue. I laid there, feeling every muscle go limp. 

She didn't stop there, moving on to lower my panties and wrap, and the cool air felt invigorating. Raye rocked my hips, sliding a pillow under, then knelt before me. 

I looked down to see her smile as her fingers plied my skin, sliding along the insides of my thighs, then magically touching my lips and the feeling went directly to my brain. My body froze, awaiting her instructions, then she lowered her head, gently blowing on me, before making contact, her tongue sliding up my slit in one slow drawn-out move to where I was arched as she finished, then collapsed back on the pillow! 

Again she did it, with the same results, and I couldn't catch my breath! When I tried, she just lapped me up again and I felt so exposed and so alive! Her face was covered with my juices and I couldn't take it any longer. 

I gasped, "No! No more! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" and collapsed in exhaustion. 

She slowly moved up my body, trailing kisses along the way as I fought for oxygen. When she was close, I pulled her to me, and kissed her so completely, trying to thank her for the orgasm.

We slowed, and she brushed my hair. "Did you like that, baby?"

My smile said it all and she smiled back, nodding. "I'm glad. I was attracted to you immediately."

"Oh, I was, too," Blurting it out like a school girl. "I thought you were after Tommy!"

She rolled away, grabbed our drinks. "Hmmm, yes he is cute, too. Do you share?"

Hmmm, I thought. This is just vacation, and whether Tommy knows it or not, we can't have a future together back home. Maybe it would be good to broaden his horizons? Well, I had all week to think about that.



Paradise Ch. 02



"Eggs, bacon and toast for breakfast Madam or fruit?" our servant Leilani asks in a bright good morning voice. 

"I'm not sure," Zoë mumbles as she wakes up on the balcony of our beach shack. "What do you want Serge?" she asks as she swats my naked ass.

"Huh?" I ask opening my eyes to a bright sunrise.

"Leilani wants to know what we want for breakfast." 

"Breakfast? I want to make beautiful morning love to you first," I say as I reach out to cup a large breast in my hand while rubbing my morning hardness on her body.

"Not in front of Leilani please." 

"What do you mean? I seem to remember seeing Nunui licking and sucking your pussy until you came while Leilani sucked my cock last night. What do we have to hide from them now?"

"Well, nothing... I guess." 

"Good, now please roll on your side with your back to me so I that can make love to you from behind, Baby"

Leilani waits patiently as Zoë rolls over to push her sweet ass into my crotch so I can slide into her still wet pussy.

"Ughh, Ughh fruit, Leilani, Ughh and coffee please, Uhhh, Ooh" Zoë manages to tell her as I drive my thickness into her. 

"Of course," Leilani smiles and leaves us.

When we wake again we find that an umbrella has been placed over us to protect us from the sun. A platter of fruit is on ice and a carafe of coffee waits on a table beside us. 

"Do you think that we will ever make it to the bed in our room?" I ask.

"Who cares?"

"Exactly."

~oo00O00oo~

"Serge, I need to go to the bathroom."

I open my eyes at the soft sound of Zoë's voice to see that the sun is much higher above the horizon. It is half way to noon and we have already made love once on our patio today in front of our beach shack servants and in full view of anyone who happened to walk by on the beach below. We ate our breakfast before falling back to sleep in our comfortable deck chairs, still jet lagged from our trip and tired from yesterday's introduction to Paradise. 

"What? There is no bathroom here, you know that. The toilet is next to the shower, here on the balcony."

"Yes, but I have go."

"So go, Baby."

"No, I really have to go," Zoë pouts at me with her expressive eyes.

"Oh, you mean you have to go..."

She hangs her head, "Yes." 

"I promise not to watch." 

"You know that I don't mind us peeing in front of each other, but..."

Nunui appears out of nowhere to ask, "Would Madam like a privacy screen for the morning?" 

"Oh. Yes please. I am so embarrassed!"

Nunui disappears and returns shortly with a three sided wicker screen that he sets up around the toilet for her. You can't really call it a toilet. It isn't a porcelain bowl with a tank behind it like in North American bathrooms and it is somewhat discreetly off to one side of the large balcony. It's a comfy seat facing the lagoon with a padded backrest and arm rests that can be pulled down. There is even a footstool so you can put your feet up to relax in comfort. 

Zoë looks at the screen and scowls, "It's not very tall is it."

I look over to see that it is, in fact, just tall enough that when she sits I will still be able to see her beautiful breasts while sitting in the chair.

"Well it's better than nothing, Baby."

"But it's open in front."

"Nobody can see you from there while the people on the beaches on each side can't see you at all."

Slightly mollified she sits on the throne with a sigh of satisfaction at its luxury as she looks out across the lagoon. I hear the arm rests go down and the footstool dragged into place and then a sigh of contentment. 

"Oh, Damn!"

"What now, Baby?"

"I forgot about the toilet paper!"

I have too and chuckle as Zoë turns beet red when Nunui approaches her from behind with the ornate toilet paper holder in his hands. We learned last night that what with the humidity and the sudden rain squalls that it is best to store the paper inside. The holder even has the only button that remotely activates the toilet's flush so we can't go without our shack boy or girl being there for us. 

"Your toilet paper, Madam," Nunui says as he discretely looks straight ahead while holding the dispenser for Zoë.

"I'd feel a little better about this if Leilani was standing beside me while I shit in public, Serge," Zoë tssks then shyly smiles at Nunui and I.

All I can do is shrug my shoulders. 

"Yes Madam. We shall endeavor to please Madam in her desires in the future," Nunui answers Zoë in a very fruity, English sounding voice.

I hear a quiver in Nunui's voice that Zoë misses. I look up to see him standing slightly behind her with his eyes looking away from her holding the toilet paper dispenser as steady as he can while tears run down his smiling face as he suppresses peals of laughter. I know the tone of voice that Nunui used and I have to think for a minute before I too start shaking in quiet laughter; thankful that I am out of her line of vision as well.

Nunui is pretending to be Jeeves from an old P.G. Wodehouse series of books written in the 1920's about a dignified butler looking after a petulant, scatterbrained son of the British idle rich named Bertie Wooster.

Zoë tears another strip off the roll to complete her morning toilet and then stands to silently walk to the sink by the shower to wash her hands. She then struts to the railing of the balcony to look out across the lagoon at the sea beyond; ignoring us all in her pet as the British called a snit back then.

The humor of the people of the South Pacific is infectious and even a jet lagged and tired woman can't ignore it. At first when I see her body shaking I am afraid that Nunui has gone too far; that she has taken offence, but then her shoulders start shaking as well as she puts her head back to let out a great peal of laughter. Relieved, Nunui and I both finally start laughing out loud as well. 

"Fuck, you do a perfect impersonation of Jeeves, Nunui!" Zoë laughs as she turns around to put her back to the balcony railing and face us. Nunui laughs even harder now as he realizes that Zoë understands what he was trying to do for her in her embarrassment. 

My laughter dies, though and turns to slow breaths of lust as I stare at my Lady. She is leaning back with her legs slightly spread and her hands are gripping the top rail behind her; pulling her shoulders back displaying her breasts and her shaved and pierced pussy for me in the late morning sun. Zoë's beautiful and radiant smile doesn't leave her face as she watches my cock rise and thicken at the sight of her. Her eyes become hooded with the lust of her own yearning and she spreads her legs wider to show me the juices of her pussy and my own cum as they run down her thighs. 

One of her hands is on the latch for the gate in the railing that opens to let someone dive off the balcony into the lagoon four meters below. I watch as Zoë's face changes from lust to a mischievous grin. 

"Catch me if you can, Lover!"

Zoë swiftly turns, opens the gate and dives off into space in a perfect swan dive. I have a brief glimpse of her pretty tits hanging free on her chest before she is gone. I hurry to the gate and look down with a hand on each side of it to see my Lover deep in the clear water of the lagoon below me. She is slowly floating back up to the surface and looking up at me with small bubbles of air escaping from her smiling mouth. Her hair streams behind her head as she rises from the depths. She looks like a mermaid beckoning me into the water.

I move to jump in to join Zoë in the beautiful water below me but I stop.

It's not that I don't mind heights; it's not the jumping off but the long wait to land in or on whatever you are above that bothers me. I have learned in school that when you jump off things you accelerate at so many meters per second per second until you reach terminal velocity. Good words those; terminal velocity. I don't mind the speed word but the other one sucks. The stairs are near on both sides of me and I can be with Zoë for a morning swim in just seconds. 

"Will you be joining your lady in the Moon Pool, Sir?"

I look behind me to see Nunui crowding me at the railing with a look of mischief on his face.

"Yes, I'll just run down the stairs and swim out to..."

I don't get the chance to finish that sentence. I won't say he pushed me but the next thing I know I am over balanced and I have a choice between an ungainly and painful belly flop or jumping off the balcony feet first.

I do the only thing I can and jump off to begin falling to the pavement far, far below. No, it's really water. 

Is it? 

It's the time lapse while I fall to the ground that bothers me. My mind has the time to conjure up all manner of dire thoughts while I fall through space into the warm water of the lagoon that I hope is there below me.

Falling feet first and naked into water from four meters up with your legs spread as you flail about to keep yourself upright is not highly recommended by me now. You slam into the hard water and your cock and balls are driven by the impact painfully up into your stomach. Yet one more lesson about how height, time and gravity can hurt. 

Much later when Nunui finally talks me out of my phobia so that I am regularly diving into the Moon Pool I learn what diving with a raging hardon feels like. It's like having it ripped off by the root. Your balls are fine with that way of throwing yourself head first off of ridiculous heights though; they're nicely protected between your legs then.

~oo00O00oo~

In pain I curl into a ball as I sink into the warm lagoon. Soon the horrible sensation of some fiend pressing my balls in a vice recedes so I that can stretch out with my feet together and my arms pointing to the sky above my head. I begin a slow float back to the surface not far above while I take the time to gaze around me. I may fall into the water like a lame duck but I swim like a dolphin when I am finally in it. 

Doing a slow spin as I rise through the water I first see the sandy bottom of the lagoon, then the black lava cliff face that goes down ten meters or so below me with a curious cloud of bubbles jetting out of a hole near the bottom. I realize that it is a lava tube below our shack. There is a strong flow of water from it that keeps the sand from forming here, making a deep pool. The bubbles of air or whatever they are composed of are all around me as they rise. They form on me, and move sensuously up my body. 

I feel buoyant and my body tingles as the bubbles flow across my skin. "It's like being in a pool of tonic water," I think as I float to the surface with the bubbles. My cock swells and grows hard yet again as the tiny bubbles form on it to rise up its length. My entire body feels like it is being caressed by the water as I finally look up to see Zoë floating on her back just above me. 

"She must be feeling the same wonderful sensations I am," I think. Her legs are spread wide and it looks like she has a hand between them. Running out of air, I give one final kick to surface beside my Lady. I watch her as she slides the fingers of one hand in and out of her pussy and plays with her nipples with the other. I want to stroke my hard cock but that would keep the bubbles from forming at the base of my throbbing length and rising up it like I am being stroked in one direction. They are driving me to an orgasm without any help on my part. There is something strange going on here; we shouldn't be acting so horny just from bubbles on us.

Sensing me beside her in the water Zoë turns her face toward me to moan, "Oh God I'm coming again!" Her knees rise out of the water and her back arches as she pants out her climax. I am not far behind, my balls tighten, my cock jerks and I begin to shoot out ropes of white cum into the water in front of me. 

"I need you to fuck me Serge!" Zoë moans as she takes my arm to urge me through the water towards the shallow edge of the pool. When we are finally out of the stream of bubbles we both calm down a little bit but we are still extremely turned on, she can't keep her hands from stroking my cock and I can't stop myself from caressing her body. One hand plays with her breasts while the other is between her legs probing and feeling the wetness of her. 

We stand on the sandy bottom of the lagoon at the edge of the Moon Pool and slowly come back to earth. "What the hell happened there?" I ask as I continue to play with Zoë's clit. 

"I don't know but don't stop touching me. I need to cum again!" Zoë yells as she too can't keep her hands off my body taking me to yet another orgasm. We both yell out our release and collapse into the warm water as we cum one final time.

Zoë starts laughing, "God that felt good!" she cries out and falls back into the water to playfully show me her body. She lifts her tits out of the water to present them to me and then runs her hands down her body to spread her pussy lips to show me the pink insides of her most private self. She smiles up at me and stares at my new hardness and rolls over in the water to stand in front of me. "I think we need to fuck on the sand now, don't you?" she pants in my ear. 

I feel her hand glide slowly up and down my shaft, "Yes, Baby, right now!" 

"Let's go," she says as she pulls me by my hard cock through the water toward the white sand beach. 

As we get even farther from the pool our passion wanes; I am still hard as a rock and Zoë is still hot but we find that we don't need to fuck ourselves silly on the sand. When we reach the shore we calm even more and wade out still very turned on to find two chairs and a small table with two Mai Tais waiting for us under a large umbrella. Each chair has a thick towel over the arm ready to be used. 

"What a pleasant surprise. Paradise really knows how to pamper its guests," I say as I follow my still raging hardon and up the beach to the table.

"Let me dry you, Zoë" I offer as I pick up a towel. 

"Please," she responds and raises her arms to clasp her hands high above her head offering her naked body to me on a beach in Paradise and letting me touch her anywhere I want. 

I start by gently, oh so very gently, patting her face dry. Putting down the towel I walk around her to take her long thick dark hair into my hands to stroke and twist the water out of it. Zoë arches her back, pushes out her breasts and moans quietly as I almost roughly pull her head back to work the water from her hair.

"Oh I do so love this," she whispers while I continue to dry her, gently patting the towel up and down her body and over her nipples. I reach between her legs with the towel to dry her in one of the few parts of a woman that should be gently rubbed.

"Oh, Baby, your touch is heaven to me!"

"Now your legs, Zoë," I tell her as I stop rubbing her clit, "and then you're done."

Holding onto my shoulder she lifts each leg in turn so I can I dry them. She cries out her mini orgasms as I continue to cherish her naked body by softly drying each foot in its turn.

When I am done drying her Zoë is almost limp. 

"Your turn now, Lover." Zoë picks up the towel beside her and begins to roughly rub my wet body down; paying special attention to drying the parts she loves the best after rubbing me from head to foot. 

"Ouch! You're too rough!" I groan even as Zoë touches me as she wishes.

"Poor Baby," Zoë purrs, "You know that a woman's tender body is patted dry while a man's tougher skin is rubbed."

"That's not tougher skin that you are playing with right now."

Zoë eases up a little and a wicked grin forms on her face as she continues to stroke me with the soft towel, "I know, but I want you to come in the towel for me." 

"Why?"

"You'll see. Now cum for me Baby!" 

I am on the edge and after being so excited in the Moon Pool I do cum as if on command. My cock jerks in the towel surprising me by pumping out as much sperm the fourth time today as the first. What is really amazing, though, is that the whole time that we are standing by our table on the beach with Zoë stroking me off at least half a dozen couples have walked by with most waving us a cheery hello and the rest are either politely ignoring us or just smiling and nodding.

Zoë milks the last of my cum into the towel and opens it to show me my load before she spreads it out on one of the chairs with my cum spot on the seat. "Sit in the wet spot for me, Lover," she asks me with that wicked and almost evil smile from moments ago still on her face.

"I'm not going to sit in my own cum!"

"Well, I sleep in it every time you fuck me."

I don't even answer that one. Shaking my head and smiling I sit down immediately and either by design or accident my cooling wet spot hits me between my ass and my balls. I am thankful that I'm shaved because if she asks me to sit here too long I would have lost some hairs after my sperm dries. 

Zoë looks at me with a cat that ate the canary grin and sits in the chair across the table from me to lean back in the sun with her pretty, firm tits pointing her nipples up to the sky to sigh, "Amazing, Paradise is simply amazing Baby." She looks at me in wonder at what I have just gladly done for her and smiles and shakes her head at her own audacity for asking.

I pick up my drink and offer it to her in a toast. She reaches for hers so we can clink glasses as we feel the final loss of the tension of our working stiff lives leave our bodies and we both say, "Amazing!" The word amazing has become our catch phase, our litany of stunned wonder on our dream vacation. 

We really are in Paradise now and we know that we both can and will do anything we need to make our stay here perfect.

~oo00O00oo~

I slowly come awake to find yet another umbrella shading us in our beach chairs. We must have dozed off again. Traveling half way around the world for a vacation really does knock the shit out of you. The sun is getting closer to the horizon and I know that it is now late afternoon. 

Leilani brings me a glass of cold juice and stands beside me while I drink it. I look up at her young body knowing that I can have her or touch her anyway she is willing. I am astonished at that idea. "She's young, very young, is she even eighteen?" I wonder as I gaze at her firm apple sized breasts with their dark brown nipples and at her tight, flat belly over the velvety and sparse vee of black hair between her thighs that is sometimes partially hidden by her tiny see through loincloth as it flutters in the sea breeze. Leilani sees me staring at her and she smiles coyly back from under her long, soft eyelashes and saucily shakes her small tits at me before breaking out in a fit of giggles. I smile back at her happy face then close my eyes to nod off again.

What has to be a short while later I feel a hand gently shaking me by the shoulder. I look up to see my beautiful Zoë standing beside me. 

"Serge you can't miss this wonderful sunset!" 

The tiny bay our beach shack is on faces west. I sit up to watch the quickly setting sun paint the bottom of the clouds red and pink and at least three different shades of purple before it sinks into the sea like a rock. We are now surrounded by the warm, soothing black darkness of a tropical evening. It is only a little past six o'clock and we are finally wide awake and rested. We both look forward to our first night in Paradise.

Nunui comes sauntering down the stairs from our shack to the beach with two flaming tiki torches in his hands. He plants them firmly in the sand behind us and takes the, now useless, umbrella away. I see Zoë looking intently at the large cock and balls that pretend to be hidden behind his tiny loin cloth. He is young; maybe not as young as Leilani and very well hung. I can see Zoë's nipples harden as she looks at the island man in front of her. She sees me looking at her and smiles back at me. "Maybe we'll have them later. I am amazed at the idea that we can ask that of them. 




Paradise Ch. 02



"Let's go out now and find a place to have dinner, Serge. Maybe explore Paradise a little." 

Just as I answer yes, we hear the sound of laughter coming from the wood walkway that spans the cliff face below our shack. We look that way to see a smiling, happy couple strolling out of the sultry darkness into the torch light as they walk hand in hand along the beach. They are both tall and very black dressed in gossamer thin clothing that does nothing to hide their attractive bodies. 

She is a beautiful, athletic woman wearing a dress so shear that I can only see it as a white sheen over her black body as it reflects the torchlight. The top part of her dress is like a half bra that is only a shelf to support and present her large breasts; showing off dark nipples that are pierced with heavy gold rings. The bottom of the shear dress barely covers the dark delta between her legs. 

He is a strong, well built man with wide shoulders and a large chest over a tight stomach wearing only a shear black sheath that covers his cock like a condom. It is so shear that I can see in the flickering torch light that he is uncircumcised. His balls hang below his long and very thick shaft wrapped in the attached tight form fitting pouch of the same material. The whole nothingness that he is wearing is held on by a black ribbon that is wrapped around his cock and balls and tied like a formal bow tie above his semi erect cock.

When they get nearer they smile waving to us, "You must be Serge and Zoë, the new couple that arrived yesterday," the man says. "I am Simon and this lovely vision with me is Nicole."

Nicole laughs at our questioning stares, "If you know Lady Lydia you know everything that goes on here in Paradise."

Just as I'm about to ask these cheerful people to join us for a drink Nunui and Leilani appear out of the dark with him carrying two chairs and her bearing a tray of fancy tropical drinks. I stand to offer Nicole my chair after quickly pulling the towel it off while Simon and I wait for Nunui to unfold the new chairs for us. 

"Yes, quite the pair aren't they. Is he really the lord of Derby something or other?" I ask regretting, as always, my stupid forgetfulness of names.

Nicole laughs at me before asking Zoë, "Is Serge as bad at remembering names as Simon is? He really is Sir Harold, Lord Twiddlesmore of Derbycaster and his large tittied wife is the Lady Lydia."

"Biggest melons in the resort," Simon laughs before reaching across to caress Nicole's breast, "but I like these better."

Nicole blushes at the compliment even as she pushes her tit out to be touched by her man. "We are going to the restaurant on the next bay for dinner and a night of dancing. Would you like to join us?"

"Yes. That would be nice," Zoë answers, "But I have nothing to wear. Not like you have on. "

Nicole laughs, "Remember your closet upstairs? Let's go look to see if we can't find something for you to wear."

As the two women hold hands climbing the stairs to our beach shack Simon groans, "Well, we won't see them for a while."

Nunui appears with another drink for each of us on his tray and hands me a black see through kilt to wear, "I trust this will be adequate," he chuckles, "the ladies are going be a long time while they choose the right thing for Zoë to wear. Leilani already has half the clothes in the closet on the bed for them to look at." 

I hear laughter and giggles coming from above us then look at Simon and Nunui with a shrug that is as old as mankind. 

I step into my kilt to find that it has slits up both sides to the waist band with another up the front. The see through garment doesn't cover anything but I feel dressed.

Simon and I wait talking about the resort and the people we have met here. I ask him about the Moon Pool and the effect it had on us this afternoon.

"Ah, you were in it today? The deeper you dive into it the more it affects you."

I cast a hard glance at Nunui who is coming down with more drinks. He smiles at me, puts the drinks down and quickly remembers something he forgot up stairs.

"Nobody knows what causes that. The islanders have sent samples away but they all come back negative. Wait until you see it when the moon hits it just right. The whole lagoon is black with the silver streak to the moon on it. At the end of the silver, the Moon Pool glows a deep aqua. You can look down into it to see right to the bottom."

Zoë finally comes down the stairs with Nicole and Leilani behind her. She is wearing two bits of blue string. The top one holds little blue squares of gauze over her tits while the other is around her hips with a blue square between her legs. Zoë smiles at me asking if I am ready to party tonight. Her cheeks are flushed red as she looks at me doing a pirouette with her arms held high above her head. Smiling I stand to offer her my hand. The happy look on her face as she reaches out to hold mine is worth every penny we have spent to get here. 

"Let's go, I'm starving!" Nicole shouts taking Simon by his hand to walk down the beach.

We follow a little behind our new friends. Zoë holds my arm tight to lean against me to whisper, "She touched me."

"What?" I ask totally confused.

"She touched my boobs as I tried on some of the things Leilani had out for me."

"Oh, that explains why you were blushing as you came down the stairs."

Zoë slaps my arm, "That's not why I was blushing; I have been touched by a woman there before. My face still feels red from when she reached between my legs to put her finger over my pussy!"

"Um," is the only thing I can think to say. 

"That's what I said."

"She felt your pussy?" I ask barely holding back my shocked laughter at the thought of what happened in the shack upstairs.

"Yes, and that's not all!"

"There's more?"

"The restaurant that we are going to tonight is for swingers and she wants to give herself to you if I will have Simon."

"Amazing," is all I can say.

"Well?"

"Um," I feel so put on the spot. Nicole is very pretty and I wouldn't mind making love with her but I wonder what I would think if another man was with my Lady.

"Well?" Zoë asks again as she caresses my arm then reaches down to feel my swelling cock, "Are you willing?" 

"Tell me that you want his fat cock in your pussy," I answer as I look down at my pretty Lady's face. 

"Yes, I want his fat cock in me just as much as you want to put yours into Nicole. You want that don't you," Zoë laughs as she smiles up at me and takes her hand off my now totally erect cock, "Now that we have decided let's catch up with them to enjoy our first night out in Paradise."

I walk beside Zoë with my hand in hers as we hurry to join Simon and Nicole. They look back at us with knowing eyes when they see my hardness swaying out of the slit in my kilt. We all know what will happen tonight now. 

"We were going to walk the beach all the way to the restaurant but it is getting late so let's take the short cut across the point," Simon tells us looking at Zoë and Nicole. They have the grace to blush knowing that they took way too long picking out something for Zoë to wear. 

The black couple leads us off the beach along a torch lit path through a stunningly beautiful tropical garden. "There are flowers here that only bloom at night. You can smell their wonderful scent when we get closer," Nicole tells us.

The flickering light from the torches is reflected off the huge leaves on the trees over us as we walk into the dark tunnel of this tropical jungle. At times, the path is wide enough that the four of us can walk beside each other but then it will narrow so that we have to walk single file with the feathery leaves of ferns brushing at us; exciting our bodies.

"What mad gardener made this path?" I ask at one point.

"Fun, isn't it?" Nicole answers and I have to agree as I watch her pretty ass sway in front of me. I notice that Zoë is happily staring at Simon's backside as well when the path widens enough for her to look past me.

We walk through the soft night chatting easily amongst ourselves about everything and nothing until we emerge out of the jungle onto the beach again. The tradewinds make the tiny bits of nothing that we are wearing flutter in the breeze. I think that we are dressed only so that we can know how naked we really are as my kilt is lifted by the wind to tease me with its softness. I tell Zoë my thought and she laughs at my madness before running ahead to tell Nicole and Simon what I have just said. They laugh and look back at me with smiles on their faces. I can only shrug my shoulders at them as Zoë runs back to me to hit me like a giggling bullet to knock me flat on my ass in the sand.

"Oh, oh!" Nicole yells out. "Happy couple down!" 

"What did you do that for?" I ask the wriggling, laughing lady that I love as she tries to hold me down in the sand. 

"Because I've always wanted to."

"That's it I am going to spank you for this tomorrow!"

"You won't have the strength to lift anything after tonight!"

"Oooh, and who is going to tire me out?"

"It might not be me," she coos in my ear.

Zoë finally lets me up and we hurry to catch up with our new friends. 

The restaurant that Nicole has told us about glows on the beach in front of us under its tall palm thatched roof. When we get nearer I see that it is just that. A huge thatched roof held up by thick pillars all around its outside edge with no walls at all; built half on the beach with the rest under the tall palms. The kitchen and even the bar are hidden in the thick jungle of flowering bushes behind it. Flames of tiki torches and lanterns flicker in the gentle winds that blow in from off the lagoon giving the whole pavilion a red golden aura. The beach is the sandy dance floor while up a step is the wood floor where there are tables filled with laughing, happy people. Round booths are scattered along each side and the back. A band is playing soft Polynesian music on a low stage on the beach with the bright half moon shining on their faces and the lagoon behind them.

Simon leads us to an empty booth. We sit with Nicole and Zoë in the centre and myself and Simon on the outside. Almost instantly an island girl appears at our table with a tray of drinks giving each of us what we would have ordered.

"Your appetizers will be here in a moment."

"How does she know what we want?" I ask even as I enjoy the taste of my rusty nail and Zoë sips at her favourite Mai Tai.

"We never have to look at a menu here, they just seem to bring what we want," Nicole answers. She lifts her hand and an island girl puts a menu in it. "Here, decide what you want," she laughs. "When you have made up your mind put the menu down and we'll wait to see what is brought for your dinner."

When the appetizers arrive, we all dig in ravenously nibbling on the shellfish, fruit and vegetables. A large carafe of wine appears and an island boy smiles at us as he fills each of our glasses with the cool white wine. We toast each other as we relax into the evening under the flickering torchlight.

Nicole leans over Zoë with her hand resting on her thigh almost touching her pussy to ask me what I have chosen for dinner.

"It's a secret," I tell her. "But I guess someone should know so that I can't cheat and say something different."

"Tell me." Nicole says as she puts her arm over Zoë's shoulders to lean across her to put her ear next to my mouth. Her fingers gently touch Zoë's pussy and my Lady surprises me by spreading her thighs to let her as I tell Nicole my menu choice. She laughs not at my choice but at my reasoning; I have never liked mussels but the herbed garlic sauce they come in forces me to pick them. 

After giving Zoë's clit a tiny feel Nicole picks up her glass then sits back up on the bench sipping at her wine with her other arm still draped over Zoë's shoulders. Simon leans over to ask Nicole to dance with him. She softly pinches Zoë's nipple before she accepts Simon's hand to be led onto the sandy dance floor.

"What happened there?" I ask totally bemused.

"I'm not sure, but it felt, um, nice. This night is going to get very interesting," Zoë mumbles with a very red face. There is a pause, "Ask me to dance, Serge, please."

I stand and offer her my hand. Zoë looks up at me with shining eyes to take my hand in hers and follows me across the wood floor down to the sand; melting close to my body when we get there. We begin to sway to the slow music while shuffling our feet in the sand. It feels good to have her almost naked body pressed close to mine as we dance with the gentle wind and music flowing over us. I feel the hard nipples on her breasts touching me knowing that she feels my hardness between us as we dance. 

When the music stops I lead my pretty Lady back to our table by her soft hand. She is so happy that with each step she shakes her breasts; proudly showing them to the room. I am so erect that I am almost embarrassed as we walk back to sit down. My hard cock points straight up from the slit in the gossamer kilt that I am wearing. Other couples are walking through the sand back to their tables and I feel almost normal when I see other men with stiff cocks waving in front of them too. Zoë's nipples are hard as well and I can smell the scent of a dozen women's arousal on the wind. Nicole and Simon come back to join us. I smell the deep scent of Nicole and see Simon's fully hard cock wave back and forth in the black sheath that he has on when they join us in the booth.

When we are all seated, our dinner is brought to us. Nicole and I chuckle when the mussels are placed in front of me. The conversation is lively as we eat. Simon has us all laughing so hard with his stories about life in Africa that we have trouble finishing our meals. 

After our rich deserts and liquor flavoured coffees the girls excuse themselves to go to the bathroom. They are gone for a long time and when they come back Zoë looks at me lovingly with her beautiful soft eyes as she stands by Simon so he can let her in even as Nicole stands by me. 

Simon and I look at each other knowing that a decision has been made by the Ladies as we stand to let the women into the booth. When she is seated beside me Nicole pulls my hand over her shoulders placing it onto her breast under the incredibly thin white see through dress she has on and snuggles into me even as Zoë does the same with Simon, lifting the little piece of gauze over her breast so she can put his dark hand on her. She reaches down to untie the bow on Simon's sheath then pulls it off to throw it on the table in front of her.

I feel the softness of Nicole's breast and find her hard nipple with my fingers to pinch it gently. She squeals in pretend pain as she wraps her long, thin fingers around my cock and slides her hand up and down me. I look across at Simon as he licks at Zoë's nipple while she strokes his hard cock below the table. Simon looks at me with a smile, "Let's take these hot Ladies to a beach shack I know and show them how much we appreciate them."

"Yes, let's do that," I answer as I reach between Nicole's legs and gently push two fingers into her wetness. Simon responds by ripping Zoë's flimsy top off her chest and pinching a nipple until she moans as he pushes the fingers of his other hand into her pussy to play with her. 

No one even notices the antics at our table. We're not the only ones playing; other people are playing with each other all over the room. 

Simon stands to offer his hand to Zoë to help her from the booth. She looks at me, then at Simon with sultry eyes when she stands. Simon hand is on the thin string of her gossamer skirt. He rips it off and begins to lead her across the room by her hand. She walks with him, totally naked and looking up at him with her soft eyes. 

I help Nicole to stand then rip the flimsy dress from her body and caress her breasts before leading her out of the room to where Simon and Zoë are waiting for us. As we walk, Nicole rips the thin kilt off me to hand it to a waitress. With people applauding the whole performance we leave the restaurant.

When we meet with Simon and Zoë outside, I see that that he has ordered two carts for us. "It's not far, but let's ride home," he says. "It's quicker."

I agree with him following Nicole to one of the carts. She curls up next to me in the seat and holds my cock in her hand. Zoë is doing the same thing with Simon as we are driven home by the quiet island men. My fingers find the wetness between Nicole's legs while my other hand plays with her breasts as we bounce along the narrow roads to Simon and Nicole's beach shack. 

When we arrive we get out of the carts to walk through the garden to be met by two island girls standing on the low, covered lanai holding glasses of wine for each of us. 

I ask Nicole why they are totally naked, "Don't they wear the loin cloths to cover themselves?" 

"Simon and I like them this way. Those little bits of cloth just get in the way. We enjoy our girls naked and accessible so that I can lick their bodies and he can touch them as he pleases or we can fuck them anytime they let us.

Meet Hoani and Tehei; our house girls." 

The island girls are on the porch one step above us offering us the glasses of wine. I take my glass and watch as Zoë, Nicole and Simon take theirs from the giggling girls. When they have given the glasses of wine to us they both hold up their small breasts to offer them to Nicole.

"They're pretty girls, aren't they?" Nicole asks Zoë as she leans forward to suck the nipple on one of the breasts Hoani offers to her. She pulls her head back to look at Zoë, "Would you like to taste Tehei's nipples? I always give both the girls a long suckle when we get home at night and Simon and I are in the mood to play."

Zoë looks at Simon and I, and then watches as Nicole sucks on Hoani's nipples. She leans forward to kiss Tehei's breast. When her lips gently touch the girl's breast Tehei moans and pushes her nipple into Zoë's mouth with one hand while holding her head to her chest with the other. With a sigh of delight, Tehei pulls Zoë's suckling mouth off her nipple to move it to the other one. Both Nicole and Zoë have their arms around the young girl's waists now as they pleasure them with their mouths. 

Only in Paradise does the sight of two women standing in a moonlit garden sucking the breasts of two girls while their men watch seem normal to me.

"Amazing," I say more to myself than the people around me.

"What?" Simon asks.

I am surprised he heard me, "Amazing, that's what Zoë and I have been saying to each other each time we go a little farther than before here in Paradise.

"Are you worried that you are going too far tonight? You can stop the night anytime with no regrets, we'll still be friends."

"No, we're both excited about tonight. The truly amazing part is that we picked Paradise at random not knowing a thing about it; we just liked the name."

Simon chuckles, "You are joking of course."

"Nope."

"You mean to tell me you have been naked for two days now in a resort you knew nothing about or how we play here and what is permitted?"

"Yup," I feel like an actor in a bad western movie with my last two answers. 

Simon roars with laughter. 

I can't help looking at him with a huge grin on my face then back at the Ladies and laugh too. They have switched girls comparing the taste of their nipples now, ignoring us.

Simon is still laughing as he slaps me on my back, "Come, let's go inside, Serge. The Ladies will be a while here. I think we need stronger stuff than this wine right now."

Our Ladies are standing in the centre of the steps as they taste the girl's tits. When Simon and I pass them on each side, we each get a slap on the ass as we pass.

I rub myself trying to ease the sharp sting that Nicole gave me, "At least they are still a little aware of us."




Paradise Ch. 02



"They're so busy sucking nipples and comparing their taste that they don't even know whose ass they've hit."

Zoë pulls her mouth off Tehei to say in a low, sultry voice, "The ass I hit was black."

Nicole yells out that the ass she hit was white.

"I thought I was getting kind of brown looking from the sun and the oils the girls have put on me," I mumble as I follow Simon into their beach shack still rubbing my ass.

"What would you like to drink?"

With the gin and tonic, I asked for in my hand Simon and I walk through the beach shack out onto the huge lanai to sink into the cooling water of the tub on the deck. 

Out here on the point of land at the north end of the bay we are close to the reef and can hear the constant roar of the waves on the reef. The moon is high now, its light shining on the water. One of the little islands in the reef has two torches lighting a small pier.

"What island is that?" I ask feeling very relaxed as we look out at the shining lagoon even though I know we are going to be with each other's Lady when they finish with the island girls.

Simon is busy with the controls to the pool so doesn't answer right away. When he is done jets of warm water start up with one of them shooting up over my balls onto my cock. I lean back onto the jets coming out onto my back making sure not to move off the one under me to sigh as my sagging erection slowly comes back. "I hope our Ladies don't take too long on the porch."

Without knowing it at first I find I am slowly stroking my raging hard on. I look across at Simon red faced in embarrassment to see him doing the same thing.

"Don't worry," he tells me as he continues to stroke himself, "Nicole will come running with Zoë in tow as soon as she hears the bubbles."

I see no reason to stop stroking myself in front of another man; it feels so good with the bubbles flowing over me, "This water is piped in from the Moon Pool isn't it?"

Simon smiles and nods his head yes, "You asked about the island over on the reef. The islanders don't tell us their name for it. Nicole and I call it Friday Island because that is the only day of the week that the party over there happens. The resort calls it Orgy Island for good reason. Anything and everything is allowed over there, the only rules are come naked and leave if you say no."

I want to ask more about the island but my questions are stopped by the thundering sound of two pair of bare feet running through the shack. 

Turning, I see Nicole laughing and pulling Zoë by the hand as she hurries toward us. Tits move and shake from side to side on their chests as they run. When Nicole reaches the patio she drops Zoë's hand, "You're on your own now, honey," she tells her as she slows to continue walking toward me while holding up her breasts, pinching her nipples and swaying her hips and staring into my eyes. Zoë looks at Simon and starts doing the same things for him. 

Nicole slips into the tub beside me squirming around until she moans out a loud yes when she finds the right spot on the jet under her. My hand is pulled from stroking my cock to be wrapped over her shoulder and placed to cup a tit. My cock isn't left alone for long, though. Slender fingers wrap themselves around me taking over what I was doing. Nicole snuggles closer to me and puts her mouth by my ear, "You like me touching you, don't you," she breathes.

I take the last sip of gin in my glass; sigh in contentment to lean my head back. "Yes, I do."

Tehei takes the empty glass from my hand replacing it with another.

"Are you happy?" Nicole asks as she rubs her body against me and touches me as no woman other than Zoë has since I met her.

"Yes."

Across the pool, Zoë is cherishing Simon's cock. His large arm is over her shoulder, holding her tight to him. At one point Zoë looks at me after licking Simon's huge black chest to wink, with her hand sliding up and down his cock. I smile back at her then go back to suckling on Nicole's nipple.

Simon leans down to whisper something in Zoë's ear. She looks up at him to nod her head. She looks at me, and then says to Simon, "Yes, I'll suck your cock when I see Serge licking Nicole's pussy and he tells me how she tastes."

Nicole laughs as she moves up to sit on the edge of the pool with her legs spread wide. "Lick my pussy for me, Serge. Please."

I turn to kneel in the tub below her and smile up at her before I lean forward to lick her tender thighs. I lick deeper then deeper again between them, until my tongue reaches her pussy. When I lap at her centre I taste another woman for the first time in a long while. I look back with Nicole's scent on me to see my Lady watching as she holds Simon's cock, slowly moving her hand up and down it. 

"Nicole tastes so different. She tastes so musky, so sweet. Almost as sweet as you do, Baby. It's amazing.

"Now tell me how Simon tastes, Baby." 

Zoë smiles back at me before lowering her head to take Simon into her mouth to swallow him deep into her throat until I see her lips kiss his thick pubic hairs. She pulls her mouth off him with her tongue trailing the under side of his cock to look at me to tell me that Simon tastes so different from me and that his cock is just as big as mine is; maybe even little a bigger before going back down on him humming her joy. I am so proud of how Zoë can take a man deep into her throat in one slow movement.

The whole time I am talking to Zoë I wasn't ignoring Nicole. I pull my fingers from her, wet with her juices to bring them to my mouth then turn back to kneel between her legs.

She looks down over beautiful breasts at me, "It's about time you paid attention to me."

The woman above me has become crazed; she is not the same sweet person who climbed into the tub with me, her hips are moving wildly and she is trying to pull my head between her legs. I wonder if the Moon Pool waters affect people differently, I know that it has to be some form of aphrodisiac, but what it does to Nicole is bizarre. That has to be what has happened here. Simon is giving me no direction on how to handle this woman but I know that I want to ride this Tiger from Africa. 

I decide there is no answer that a man can give to that low growl of need she uses except to growl back. I finish licking her juice off each my fingers before rising as high on my knees as I can. I hook my little fingers in her nipple rings and pull her face down to mine, "Kiss me!" I growl at her in the deepest voice I have and that voice is loud and rough after spending all my working years on the freight docks on the west coast of Canada. 

"Lick my cunt now!"

"Kiss me first, taste yourself on my lips!" I tell her as I pull her to me by her nipple rings. I wonder if my fingers are strong enough to pull her forward or if she will fight me until she pulls a ring out of one of her nipples. I slowly bring Nicole closer to me until her face is close to mine. "Kiss me," I say very quietly.

She looks me in the eyes for half a second then leans forward to put her lips to mine and kisses me with a passion I have seldom felt before; her tongue goes deep in my mouth, her hands hold my head tight to her. Nicole pulls away after a long moment to look at me, "Please lick me; I need to cum, please."

Nicole seems calmer now. I wonder if I have tamed the Tiger.

I move my head down to kiss her neck and then further down her body leaving little wet spots from my lips and tongue, caressing down her past her large breasts, across her belly holding onto the rings the whole time, just in case. When I reach the dark hairs of her delta, I nibble and pull at them with my teeth while I savor the scent of her arousal.

Nicole is going wild again at my teasing but that is what I want now. Her hands try to push me down to between her wide spread legs. I pull and twist her nipple rings hard causing her to cry out in pain and, I think, pleasure. She lifts her hands from my head to put them over mine. Then I lower my head to lick the entire length of her pussy with my wet tongue from her little dark bud to her clit and then back again. 

Nicole goes completely wild when I suck the soft folds of her into my mouth and push my tongue as deep as I can into her. It is like opening a dam; her darkly sweet nectar flows out into my mouth. I lap up as much as I can with my tongue but most of it pours over my lips into my beard. She thrusts her hips up to meet my mouth and begins to grind herself on my face yelling out half formed words and low growls of lust. I let go of her rings to put my arms under her thighs and back up to caress the hairs over her pussy as I continue to lick and suck her. She lifts her legs high only to lower them onto my shoulders giving my tongue better access to her most secret places. Her hands grab the hair on my head to direct my tongue where she wants it. I let her and soon find myself licking at her clit, the one place I haven't touched with my tongue yet. It only takes a few licks before Nicole starts her first orgasm. She holds me against her as she cums again and again. I'm not sure if it is one long orgasm or many. I lick at her pussy for as long as she wants until she pulls my head away from her, totally sated for the moment, and falls back onto the deck that is level with edge of the tub. 

Nicole's arms are above her head pulling her firm breasts up to point her nipples at the dark sky as she lies there panting, "Wow!" is all she can get out.

The water has made me so erect that my cock is bobbing in the water to my heartbeat. I can't decide whether to lead Nicole to one of the large, padded, tanning beds nearby now while she is calm or drag her into the pool to bring her Tiger back out first. My small head tries to tell me to go now but I want to see if I can tame her again. 

"Maybe I don't want a tame Tiger," I muse.

Nicole is struggling to sit up so I lean forward to offer my hand to help her. When she is sitting, I keep pulling as I stand in the waist deep water with my hardness pointing almost straight up out of the pool. "Are you sure you want me back in the tub? I go crazy, I can't help it," she purrs as she stares at the cock throbbing in front of her. "You'll have to watch and gauge how much crazy you think you can handle." She then slides into the bubbling water grabbing my cock in her strong hand.

Behind me, Simon lets out a loud roar as he finally cums in Zoë's mouth. I turn to watch Zoë as she cups and squeezes Simon's balls with one hand while stroking his cock with the other and bobbing her head up and down on it. He is leaning back, braced by his straight arms on the deck with his head thrown to the sky. Simon's hips thrust up into Zoë's mouth with each shot of cum he gives her. Zoë's head is tilting as she tries to swallow every drop that Simon feeds her greedy mouth but she can't keep up. The sperm just keeps coming until she has to open her mouth to accept what he gives her and let it flow out of her down her chin onto her chest. When Simon finishes giving his last little spurts to her Zoë pulls her lips off him with a loud smack. She looks up at Simon for a long moment then turns, almost as if she knows I am watching to look at me to smile with another man's cum running down her chin onto her breasts. I smile back with the juice of another woman's pussy all over my face and beard.

The moment we share only lasts a second. There is a low growl of lust beside me. Nicole pulls me away from looking at Zoë and Simon by my cock that she holds in a vise like grip toward the Tiger that I had forgotten about. It's my own fault; she warned me twice. When I turn, Nicole has changed again only this time the Tiger has grown up. The look on her face is pure lust, "I want your cock in me now."

I am still standing between Nicole's legs while she pulls me to her by my cock. Letting her pull me to her, I lean forward to put my hands on the edge of the tub on each side of her head and gently take a nipple into my mouth to suck at it and roll it on my teeth with my tongue. 

I think Nicole is expecting a repeat of my earlier show of force but now I don't want to fight her; I want to enjoy my night with a Tiger. We both know what we want now. She still pulls at my cock with a grip of steel trying to put me in her while her other hand comes up to crush my lips against her breast. I begin to nibble at her nipple with my teeth while playing with the ring in my mouth with my tongue. As she squirms under me and tries to pull my cock into her, I bite harder and harder on her nipple until she hisses out a long. "Yes!"

I look up at her to ask, "Do you want more?" then bend back down to bite her other nipple as hard as I can.

"Yes!" Nicole yells at the pain that I give her and she smiles at me.

I bite her one more time and take my mouth off her nipple to look my Tiger in the eyes, "I'm taking you out of the pool now. Come with me."

Nicole keeps hold of my cock but stands to follow me as I push myself off from the edge of the pool to walk up the stairs beside us leading her onto the deck to the nearest oversized tanning bed that they have on their huge patio deck. 

I haven't tamed the Tiger this time or even leashed her. I have just talked her out of that insane pool and now all I want to do is survive a night with her without too many scars. 

When we step out of the pool Hoani and Tehei are ready with towels for us but in our haste we ignore them as we hurry to the nearest bed. Nicole lets go of me to run ahead and leap onto it to crawl to the centre and wait, impatiently, facing me on her hands and knees. Her head is up and she arches her back to show me the top of her rounded, swaying ass. The Tiger's tits are swinging heavily below as I approach her. I feel like a hunter stalking his prey. 

I am so aware, now. I see everything. On my left is Zoë laying on her back on a sun bed next to us; her knees are up and spread wide with Simon's head licking between her legs. She is moaning, crying out her passion. On my right are the two island girls standing by the beach shack waiting to bring us anything we want and everything we need. Above us is the moon shining down on the lagoon. In front of me is a Tiger waiting to take what she wants.

There is no hesitation when I reach the edge of the bed. I walk forward across it on my knees to present my cock to the Tiger's mouth. I am so erect and so ready to be used by her. I am hers. There will be only some token resistance from me, the hunter has given himself to the prey and the Tiger can use me as she wishes. Nicole sees this and smiles up at me as I kneel in front of her. She moves forward to take me all the way into her mouth. When her nose touches my shaved groin she purrs and growls at the same time with me deep in her throat. It feels wonderful. I don't know what to do with my hands so I hold them behind my back almost like a slave as the Tiger sucks me. Her tongue plays with the frenum rings on my cock for a long time before she pulls her head back to look up at me. 

"Lay on your back, Serge. I want to ride your cock until I'm done with you," Tiger growls. 

Nicole thrills me and scares me at the same time when she is this black tiger. I do as she demands and lay below her with my hands locked behind my head, looking up at her, waiting for her to mount me. She straddles my legs with hers and licks at my cock before kneeling up to look down at me, "I'm going to enjoy fucking you. Just lay still for me like a good little boy while I play with you for a bit first." 

She licks and kisses her way up my body until she kisses my lips for just a second and then moves up higher until her tits hang over my face. I try to lick at her nipples but she moves even higher up the bed until she is straddling my chest. I smell her arousal again. Her wiry black bush, still wet from the tub, glistens in the torchlight. Her swollen pussy lips are dewy with her juices. I look up at the under side of her breasts with the long, thick nipples pointing out from them. The gold rings in them shine in the dancing light from the tiki torches.

Nicole, my Tiger, looks down over her breasts at me. "Which do you want in your mouth more? My tits or my pussy, I'll let you lick and suck whichever you ask for," she tells me as she takes her hands out of my hair to start pulling at a nipple with one hand while playing with her clit with the other.

I want both, I can't decide. I look at her beautiful dark nipples first, then down to her even darker slit. Her pussy lips are thick, so swollen with her desire that she is showing a hint of the pink inside of her as she kneels over my chest with her legs spread wide.

I move my hands from behind my head to reach up with one going for a nipple and the other seeking her moistness below. My Tiger quickly grabs me by my wrists in her strong hands to push my arms over my head onto the bed, "You will leave your hands where I put them. Do you understand?" 

I nod my head yes and when she lets my hands go to reach up and play with her own nipples I leave mine on the bed where she wants them to be. I wonder why I remain silent as I lay below her as she wishes. It doesn't matter. Tonight is for fun and we are having it. I have chosen to be the Tiger's prey. 

"Can't decide can you," Tiger purrs as she rubs her wet slit on my chest while pulling at her nipples. "Well, then, you get what I give you."

Nicole turns around to straddle my chest again with her pussy over my face so she can lean forward to lick at my cock. She lifts her mouth off me to look back at me. 

"Stick your tongue out and lie still," she tells me then lowers herself so that she is sitting on my face. My tongue snakes out to sink as deep as I can push it into her open wetness before she moves up so I lick at her clit. My nose is buried in the crack of her ass and brushes against her dark brown hole when she moves back so I can lick at her pussy again. Tiger moves back even further until my seeking tongue touches her where I never thought it would be. I amaze myself and lick her ass.

"That's my little boy, kiss my ass," Tiger purrs before leaning forward to take the whole length of my cock into her mouth again. She fondles my balls with one in each of her not so gentle hands as she sucks and licks at me even as she grinds her pussy on my face until she cums. Her juices flow out. I can't lap them up fast enough. Soon her pungent scent covers my face and beard. She rubs her clit on my tongue as she slowly comes back to earth, moaning out her passion onto my cock the whole time. 

When Nicole finally calms down from her orgasm she sits up to turn and look over her shoulder at me, I sense the Tiger is gone. "God, that pool drives me wild when we turn on those bubbles!" she breathes then turns back to play with me some more. Her mouth is right over the head of my cock. I feel her breath on me as she husks, "I want this in me now." Nicole sucks my cock deep one more time before turning around on me to lick her own juices off my face, to kiss my lips. She presses her body onto mine, rubbing every inch of herself on me. Her tits crush into my chest and her hips move her clit steadily up and down my hard shaft. My hands move up to touch her now. One hand goes behind her head to pull her soft lips tighter to mine while the other slides down her back to hold and knead her smooth ass. We are both panting into each other now; our mouths wide open. 

"I want my cock in you," I gasp. 

Nicole moans and moves up my cock a little higher with each stroke of her clit until I spring free and up so she can move back down on me when she finally has me lined up with he wet pussy.

"Oh, yes!" we both cry as she lowers herself just enough that my thick head is only a little way into the sweet warmth that I am looking for. She stops there, rocking back and forth with my cock head popping in and out of her wetness.




Paradise Ch. 02



He leaned over me and planted a sweet, delicate butterfly kiss right on the tiny triangular front of my panties. I thrust my pelvis up high off the bed, eager to feel his warm lips and hot breath against my barely-covered, moist and juicy slit. He moved his kisses off my panties onto my bare inner thighs, so I spread my legs apart wider, to give his lips better access to my smooth, naked, creamy thighs. I reached down, and slowly unzipped the zipper of his teeny-tiny G-string. He moved his mouth back to the front of my panties, his hot kisses separated from my hungry pussy by only the sheerest thickness of lacy purple panty. Now his tongue slowly, ever-so-teasingly slowly, slithered out of his mouth, burrowing the skimpy fabric of my panties deeper and deeper into my juicy slit. Finally, his fingers pushed my panties aside all together, and his tongue began a slow, pleasurable lick all the way around the edge of my wide-open outer labia. I reached down, and felt his long, thick, wonderful hard cock protruding out the fly of his tiny G-string. Fearing that the exaggerated teeth of his G-string's zipper might harm his beautiful, delicate, precious package before I could get a chance to ride it, I hastily wrestled his G-string completely off of him, leaving him the way I like him best: 100% completely, deliciously, naughtily NAKED!

His tongue slithered its way inside my wide-open pussy, until it found and licked at my soft, spongy G-spot. He slowly licked his way upward and outward from my G-spot, up along my clit, which instantly hardened and throbbed at the sweet, loving contact of his tongue against her. He pressed his lips up tightly against my clit, and kissed her passionately. Then his tongue slithered back out of his mouth, slowly licking his upper lips from one corner of his mouth to the opposite corner. With his face pressed up SO tightly against my pussy, his slow sideways lick across his upper lip was also slowly licking across my hot, hard little love button. This had me bucking, writhing, and moaning with lustful desires, and I felt an intense shuddering orgasm slowly building deep inside of me. He must have sensed this, because his tongue slid back inside my pussy. No sooner did his swirling, licking tongue touch my G-spot again, than I felt myself starting to orgasm from my G-spot. A G-spot orgasm is harder to achive, but MUCH more intense, than a clitoral orgasm. As I started to come, his swirling, licking tongue slowly slid back out of me, swiping across my clit once more. He kissed my clit again, then sucked her up into his mouth. His lips gently sucked, then his teeth delicately nibbled, on my clit. I bucked my pelvis high up his into his face, and proceeded to come from around my clit. As I was coming onto his sweet, loving face, his tongue slid back into my pussy; my G-spot orgasm hadn't completely stopped yet, and the presence of his tongue increased the intensity still further now. I was coming from my G-spot and my clit at the same time, and the intensity of the feelings had me just about ready to pass-out from the sheer pleasure of it all. I was coming intensely from everywhere at once, shuddering and moaning as I flooded his face and the bed with a mixture of my various creamy love juices.

I wrapped both of my hands around his rhythmically-throbbing hard cock. It was so thick with lust for me now that my hands couldn't even fully close around it. "Stiff-cock me, baby!" I whined. "I want you to stiff-cock me! I NEED you to stiff-cock me, baby! Feed me every thick, loving, pulsing inch of you. (Pause). NOW!"

He lovingly, eagerly skimmed my soaking-wet skimpy panties down my legs. Then he slid his manhood into me slowly, carefully. I planted my feet on his bare ass and pushed down with all my might, forcing him in faster and harder. He pulled back out and then slammed down into me, down and down and down, inch after inch after thick, hard loving inch driving deep and hard into me now. "Mmmmmm!" I moaned. "I just LOVE your thrusting!"

That just encouraged him to fuck me even harder! I wasn't complaining, not at ALL. He slid forward, so that each thrust of his big, hard cock in and out of me pressed and rub against my hard, throbbing love nub. The friction was indescribably wonderful. He knows what I like, and he cares enough about me to see to it that I get everything I desire. Almost involuntarily, I began squeezing my pussy muscles tighter and ever tighter against his thick, pumping love muscle. The delectable friction had me shaking and moaning and screaming, and as I bucked my pelvis up high off the mattress, and moaned loudly, I gushed my thick love cream all over his eight-inch long shaft.

"COME with me!" I shouted, as I squeezed his thrusting cock and came very hard once more. With one final deep, hard thrust, he blasted his sweet, warm come all over my slick and slippery inner walls, causing me to come yet one more time. He moaned and panted, and for the longest time, we just held each other, our bodies shaking and spasming in a series of post-orgasmic mutual after-shocks, our breaths coming in short, panting gasps. 

When he finally slid out of me, the glistening beads of sweat, male come, and pussy juice coating the whole length of his still thick, hard shaft simply looked downright irresistible to me. So I leaned down over him, and I began licking slowly, agonizingly slowly, upward from his balls to his cockhead. I kissed the very tip of his cock, then sucked it into my mouth, my tongue swirling and swirling all around his big, bulbous cockhead.

“Why are you so good to me?” he moaned. 

”Because you are a good and kind and decent and loving man, and I love you with all my heart and soul,” I replied. Then I put my finger to his lips. “Shhhh! No more talking. I don’t want to TELL you how much I love you. Let me SHOW you how much!” 

Eagerly, hungrily I sucked inch after lovely throbbing inch of his stiff rod into my mouth, and slowly down my throat. As I sucked down more and more and more of him, he twitched, shook, and moaned. "THIS is how much I love you, baby!" I moaned, slurping loudly and appreciatively as he filled my mouth so wonderfully full of big, hard, throbbing, thrusting cock. I felt so good, filling my mouth with his masculinity and hearing his appreciative moans over my talent for fellatio.

"I'm going to COME!" he moaned, so I sucked even harder and swirled my tongue frantically around his deeply-buried shaft. I wanted, I NEEDED him to come hard and fast and long into my mouth and blasting down my throat. He thrust upward into my throat, and a series of his hot blasts began to fill my mouth and coat my tongue. I gulped and gulped and gulped, savoring and swallowing every tasty, delicious drop. I just COULD not get ENOUGH of my man now! “DAMN, I love you!” I moaned, as I gulped and swallowed hard. 

“God, how I love you!” he moaned in reply.

Finally, we both calmed down, and as we slowly regained our composure, we gently kissed and hugged, winding-down in much the same way as you stretch to cool-down after an intense aerobics routine. 

When we awakened early the next morning, his hard cock was resting in the crack between my ass cheeks. Feeling him there, I began rocking my ass gently backward against his long, thick rod. He took the hint, and he began thrusting forward against my butt. His cock grew stiffer and stiffer as it rocked back and forth along the entire length of my ass crack.

“Do you mind me doing this?” he asked.

“Goodness no, I love it.

“It’s just that I feel so selfish, enjoying the feel of your soft, feminine ass cheeks wrapped around my hard cock.”

“But I love the feel of your hard cock against my ass, and feeling you come against my lower back. You’re not being selfish at ALL! Believe me, I get as much enjoyment out of your back-door games as you do.” This seemed to reassure him, and he resumed his gentle rocking against my ass crack. 

To make sure I would enjoy myself to the fullest, his hand reached across my hip and cupped my breast, his fingertips gently massaging my nipples until they became rock-hard. All the while, he kissed my shoulder-blades and my back, never missing a beat in massaging my breasts and rubbing his cock against my ass. His hand slowly moved down from my breast, to stroke my belly and play in my thick dark pubic hair. Then I felt it: one finger slowly slid into my pussy, another into my ass, and his thumb swirled and swirled and swirled all around my throbbing clit. This felt so good now, that I thrust my ass back harder and harder, faster and faster against his cock sliding back and forth along my ass crack. Moaning hard, I came all over his stroking finger. With one final slow thrust against my ass, he came all over my ass cheeks and lower back. His warm, thick ooze felt wonderful against the cool skin of my backside.

We lay like that for the longest time, his arm around my waist, his hand cupping my breasts, his warm kisses against my shoulders, his cock pressed up tight against my ass. Finally, we got up out of bed and headed for the shower. He stood behind me in the shower stall, kissing the side of my neck and pressing his cock up against my ass. As the hot, steamy shower cascaded down our naked bodies, he reached his hands around my waist and cupped my breasts in both hands, pinching and rubbing my big, hard nipples from behind. I reached around behind me, cupping his muscular butt in my hands and pulling him closer into my ass. I accidentally on purpose dropped the soap, and I bent forward to pick it up, putting me in a perfect doggy-style position. “Oops,” I giggled. “clumsy me!”

He slid his hard cock into my pussy from behind, which was EXACTLY what I had hoped he would do, what I WANTED him to do. “Oops,” he mimicked, giggling, as his hard-on slid deeper and deeper into me via my derriere. “Clumsy me!” He slid his arm around my waist, and his finger against the front of my hot, wet pussy. When his cock retreated from my juicy slit, we both stood up before he could reenter me, and I spun around facing him. We slowly, lovingly lathered each other's chest, and washed down over each other's stomach. He slid his soapy finger into my pussy, washing out the residue of his fresh come and mine. I soaped-up his washcloth, and holding his cock in both hands, I lovingly washed our thoroughly-blended love juices off his cock, balls, and pubic hair. I poured some shampoo into my palm, and he into his palm, and we stood facing each other, lovingly, romantically washing each other's hair and admiring the soapy water slowly, sensuously oozing down each other's bare torso. The sight, the touch, was almost sensory overload for me!

The next day, we headed to a remote beach on the far side of the island. This little-known beach is far enough from the island's resort that few of their guests ever go there. That was just perfect for us. He wore only a skimpy green pair of swim trunks, and a hat to protect his head from the hot, ounishing rays of the tropical sun, leaving his toned male body just the way I like it: almost completely naked.

I wore tight, form fitting black denim cutoff shorts that did not quite completely cover my ass cheeks, leaving exposed the prononounced creases that he so loves at the base of my butt. I accessorized these skimpy shorts with an exaggerated wide white belt, like a leftover from the Hippie Sixties. I had on my favorite straw hat with the big front brim to shade my eyes. My off-white top was a little rectangular of fabric that barely covered my front, left a lot of exposed cleavage, and had no back. Two little spaghetti straps at the bottom tied around my waist just above my ass, and two more strings at the top wrapped over my shoulders and tied at the back of my neck. This backless top did not allow me to wear a bra, and I was accutely aware that my big, hard nipples were blaring through my top. Knowing that he could see my nipples pressing tightly up against my top, just made my nipples even bigger and harder.

We left our beach sandals at the edge of the trail leading to the beach. Barefoot, we strolled slowly hand-in-hand down the beach, the soft, warm sand feeling so delightful between our bare toes. He took a photo of me standing in fronmt of the ocean. Then I turned my back to him and waded into the very edge of the ocean. The warm tropical waves felt so soothing washing over my bare feet. Just then, I heard the camera shutter click again. He had snapped a candid photo of me from behind, playfully swishing my feet in the waves. I peered backward over my shoulder at him. "My lovely island girl," he smiled.

I smiled back to him, flirting shamelessly like the island princess had with Mel Gibson in The Bounty. Then I made a real show of unbuckling my big white belt. I slowly slid my shorts down, just enough to expose my skimpy, shiny-black bikini bottom. I peered back over my shoulder and smiled at him, my shorts defying gravity as they hung over my panty-covered ass.

"Oh my GOD!" he cried out. "Baby, for as long as I live, this image, this moment, this memory, will be permanently seered into my brain. You standing on the beach, your shorts open and pulled part-way down, the soft curve of your backside swelling out into a perfect ass, barely covered in black bikini panties. That is MUCH more beautiful than ANY of the scenery here in our little tropical paradise! You truly ARE my lovely little island girl!"

"You think THAT looks good, baby? Well, you ain't seen NOTHING yet!" I turned and faced him and slowly, languidly untied my top from around my neck. The fabric dropped straight out and down, fully exposing my full, round 38C breasts to his appreciative eyes. He seductively licked his lips in anticipation.

We lay down and looked out over the vast expanse of clear, blue-green ocean. Were those distant swells just ocean waves, or maybe leaping fish or playful dolphins? Could they see us? If so, would they understand what we were doing if we stripped completely now, and splashed and played naked in the waves? We decided to find out. I pulled down his skimpy swim trunks, while he removed my shiny black bikini bottom. Reenacting the famous scene in From Here to Eternity, we rolled around on the beach, the waves crashing over our naked bodies as we clung tightly, lovingly, passionately to each other. We decided the distant ocean swells were merely waves after all; we were all alone on our remote beach, with no human or animal voyeurs to watch our very private pleasures, our totally-uninhibited passions for each other. After we kissed and fucked away the afternoon, we reluctantly dressed again, and strolled hand-in-hand down the beach toward the golden-red sunset. Then we sat up on the beach, watching the lapping waves and the last rays of the disappearing sun. Finally, with only the moonlight to guide us, we retrieved our sandals and headed back to the resort to watch a romantic movie on TV and fall asleep in each other's arms.

The next night, our resort put on an outdoor show of traditional and exotic island dances. I didn't really mind my man watching the young girls swaying in their tiny grass skirts and coconut-shell bras, because then the men came out. At first, the guys were shirtless and barefoot in their tight jeans, which was just yummy. But for the next dance, they were all in their loincloths. Most of the male dancers were too skinny for my tastes, but there was this one guy who was all beefed-up, all toned and rippling muscles from many, many hours in the gym. As he whirled around, I could have sworn his skimpy cloth whipped-up in the back, but his whirling dances were all too fast for me to really see his bare ass. I kept hoping his tiny cloth would flip up in the front, too, but no such luck. Still, I could see acres of bare, musuclar hip and thigh, and it was fun imagining what was under that tiny bit of cloth. I was glad it was past sunset so nobody could see as I quietly slid a hand down the front of my shorts while intensely watching him dance. It took every ounce of willpower I possessed not to jump up on stage and pull down that hot, hot, HOT dancer's loin cloth, so I could gaze intently at the enormous shaft I imagined lay just under that cloth, to touch it, stroke it, kiss it, lick it, and suck on it. But that was all just feverish fantasy, I would never have done that for real. I love my husband way too much to ever violate my marriage vows like that, no matter how sexy the man nor how strong the temptation. By now, watching this man dance, I could hardly wait to get back to our room and rip my man's clothes off, devouring him with my hands, mouth, and pussy.

The stage show had excited us both. That night, my loving, romantic husband emerged from the bathroom wearing only a tiny faux-leopard pouch at the front of a lacy black G-string, and a broad, beaming smile. "Come to your island girl, my jungle man," I beckoned to him, smiling happily, my heart so full of love and lust.

I do remember hungrily tugging my husband's scanty leopard-print G-string down to his ankles, as I had so much wanted to do with the beefy native dancer-man up on stage earlier in the evening, and I remember feeling so happy to FINALLY be looking up close at a big, hard, naked cock, and so glad I had waited to see, touch, kiss and caress my own husband's big, beautiful cock, instead of straying from my marital vows. But my memory of the rest of that night is a blur of kissing and hugging and the most wonderful, delicious, romantic and naughty love-making. All I really recall is that after about two hours of the most wonderful foreplay, and the most creative, playful, and passionate sex in just about every imaginable position, we snuggled-up close. As we held each other, I just kept thinking how, even after 6 years of marriage, I am still sssoooo in love and in lust with this man, and how I now had the contentedly-sore pussy to prove it! And I smiled broadly at the realization that we still had four more days of our non-stop sex marathon ahead of us, to make our strong union even stronger, in our remote tropical island paradise. 



Paradise Ch. 03



A warm soft mouth sliding up and down my morning hard on is the first thing I feel when I slowly come awake naked on a beach in Paradise. I look down at my love, Zoë, to admire her dark hair and pretty face as she gently, tenderly moves her lips up and down me. 

Sensing that I am awake she pulls her mouth off me and looks up, "I can taste myself on you," Zoë says as she smiles at me. "And maybe some other girls too."

"Did you have fun last night? Are you alright with what happened?" I ask even as Zoë moves to put me in her mouth again.

She lifts her soft mouth off me and looks up into my eyes, "Yes, I love you and I know that you love me." Zoë takes me in her mouth again and I feel her tongue licking all around my cock's thick head and up and down my shaft, toying with the rings that pierce the under side of me as her hands stroke me and fondle my balls. She pulls off me again and looks up, "Yes, I had fun last night and so did you. Would you like some juice?"

"What?" I ask; confused as always by how she can change subjects so quickly.

"Leilani and Nunui really do look after us. Look, they've brought us a huge pitcher of juice and some fruit on ice on a table along with chairs and an umbrella."

I lay back down again on the sand with her caressing me, wishing she would finish what she started wondering if I am not just a little hung over. I smack my lips and feel the dryness, "Yes, some juice would be nice. I think I need it."

"Of course Baby, I knew you would," Zoë laughs as she jumps up and races to the table near us to pour us drinks and sprays me with sand in her haste. "You and Simon were drinking quite heavily last night," she tells me. 

I can't disagree with that, it was quite the night, "Did you really have as much fun as I did?" I ask as I accept the tall glass of juice from her and greedily gulp it down. 

Zoë looks at me with a smile and offers her hand, "Yes I did. Come, Baby, let's go in the lagoon for a swim. It does help ease a thick head."

Not willing to admit that I feel a bit fuzzy and knowing that my lover knows better than I do, I accept her hand and follow her into the cool water of the lagoon with my erection swaying in front of me. 

The soft water swirls about my legs until I wade in deep enough to dive in to feel better almost at once. I roll so that I am on my back and float with my arms above me looking up at the sky, "Ah, this is paradise. It's amazing." 

Zoë's head pops out of the water next to me to stand breast deep, "Would you like to be towed back to shore, Baby?"

"Where did you get all this energy?"

She laughs, "I didn't drink as much as you did and I got royally fucked by you and Simon all night long. And I played with a woman, no three women for the first time and loved that new experience. I feel wonderful, although my pussy is feeling just a little puffy this morning." 

"Oh?"

Small hands take hold of mine to tow me through the water, "What do you want to do today Serge?"

I don't answer; it feels so nice to just float along looking at clouds that look like they might give us rain but never come through on their promise. I wonder what I want to do. Nothing and everything comes to mind, "Ah, hmm."

Zoë laughs again, "Cat got your tongue?"

"Yes."

"No it doesn't."

"What?"

"You said yes." 

"Oh."

I pull free from her hands to roll and dive deep and swim in front of my lady to pop up like a seal. "What would you like to do?" I ask with salty water running down my face. I take Zoë in my arms to hold her tight; pressing my still hard cock into her stomach, "Have I told you how much I love you yet today?"

"No you haven't, but I expect you will say it a few more times anyway," she says as she holds me tight and licks the salt water from my chest.

We stay standing holding each other, chest deep in the lagoon for minutes with Zoë nuzzling my chest while I kiss the top of her head and caress her beautiful body. One of my hands finds the wetness between her legs and she pushes herself against my probing fingers. "Oh yes touch me. Touch me gently though, I am so tender there after last night," Zoë whispers into my chest as I hold her and feel her until she sighs and would have fallen back into the water if I wasn't holding her. 

"Oh God, how do you do that to me! So gentle and tender, so loving and so hard and forceful; all at once." 

I don't know how I do that either; all I do know is how I love to hold and touch the lady, my Zoë, in my arms. My hands and lips will always make her happy and I know my hardness will too.

We stay still, feeling the trade wind blowing in our hair and holding each other.

"Is this paradise or what?" I whisper into the top of my lady's head.

She is quiet and just nods her head yes, rubbing her lips up and down my chest again, licking me and kissing me, "Yes. I'm starving! Let's go and get some of the breakfast that Nunui and Leilani brought for us." 

"More quick changes," I think with a secret smile.

As always there are fresh towels waiting for us that weren't there when we left for our swim, "How do they do this?" I ask as I pick mine up off one of the chairs beside the shaded table holding our drinks and the food platter.

Zoë laughs, "Maybe they have tunnels under the whole island and they just pop up here and there to look after us."

"Yeah right," I chuckle as I take a bite of fruit and offer her the other half. She opens her sensuous mouth to accept the fruit. Her beautiful eyes stare up at me when she licks the sweet juices of the mango from my fingers with her tongue.

"I'm sticky from the salt water and still a little fuzzy, let's go have a shower," I suggest, "and we do have to deal with this erection that you're ignoring." 

Zoë picks up a piece of melon and holds it in her teeth, "Kish me," she mumbles. 

I bite off my half and kish her again and then stand to walk with my sweet pretty lady to our beach shack and a shower.

"You know I have another place you can eat fruit from, Serge."

Laughing, I squeeze her hand, "I just know we will always find firm ripe bananas on our fruit plate from now on, Baby." 

Zoë looks up at me with hooded eyes, "There are smaller fruits that you have to suck out of me, you know."

I smack my lips loudly, "Aaah, a fruit salad from a deep bowl that tastes so wonderful and sweet. How many different tastes do you have planned for me?" 

"We'll see won't we Baby."

"Hmm, fruit of the loins."

Zoë slaps my arm as we walk toward our beach shack and laughs, "Just call me Kumquat Mae,"

I slap her arm back, "Think of pineapple rings on my cock then."

"Oh, I don't think I can take all of that in me."

"Each time you try to deep throat me you have to bite one more ring off me until you can take all of me."

"I'll be too full; I can never eat that tower of pineapple. And who's going to cut the holes big enough to fit this thing." Zoë says as she touches me to feel the girth of me.

"So thick," she sighs as her hand holds me and strokes me as we walk. I have my right arm over her shoulder to hold her tight to me as we walk around the point of the small bay we are in and I am surprised to see how close we are to our shack when we laid down to sleep on the sand last night. Its right there, five minutes walk away.

"You should have told me how close we were."

Zoë looks up at me with a smile that looks almost mysterious, "I thought about it, but you were so tired and I was thrilled by the thought that we can lay down anywhere we want and sleep warm, comfortable and totally naked here in Paradise."

When we climb the stairs to our beach shack we are met by a smiling Nunui and Leilani. The shower on the balcony is running for us and I notice that they aren't wearing their silky loin cloths; tiny squares of material that don't even pretend to hide their crotches anyway. They busy themselves with preparing soaps, towels and oils for after our shower. 

Zoë notices too and leans over close to me to whisper, "They know about what Simon said about the loin clothes just getting in the way of good fun."

I lean down to whisper, "It's not polite to talk about the help like this Baby." 

Zoë goes a small shade of red, "Yes you're right but I think we are being told something here."

"Mmmm, there are no secrets on this island. Let's have our shower and a rest before we decide what to do today. We know now that Nunui and Leilani are openly offering to play with us."

Zoë raises an eyebrow at me, "Playing, Baby. Don't you mean fucking?"

I laugh, "Yes, I guess so if you don't count the time Nunui pushed me in the Moon Pool. That was more than playing, that was true fucking around. I'll never forget the feeling of falling through space."

"Oh, you big wimp you," Zoë laughs at the memory of me wind milling down from the deck into the water below.

Both our servants chuckle at us as they urge us into the shower and begin to wash our tired and sweaty bodies clean for us with their hands rubbing the soap in everywhere. This is the first time they have done this for us and it only seems natural to be touched this way after last night and the day before. 

Our outdoor shower is extravagantly huge taking up one entire corner of the deck next to the very public toilet. Four sturdy posts hold shower heads each spraying tons of warm water into the square they form and there are comfortable wood benches on each side that you can direct the spray onto as you sit in luxury looking out at the lagoon or back at the palm grove or you can sit on the one facing the deck to spread your legs so your lover can watch the water cascade over your naked body.

Soon our showers begin to get erotic with Leilani spending more and more time washing and stroking my very stiff erection with one hand while the other caresses my balls and moves further back until a small finger finds my small brown hole to make sure it is clean too.

The same is happening with Zoë. Nunui is standing behind her washing her breasts and pinching her nipples while he keeps rocking his hips into her ass obviously rubbing his own erection up and down the soapy crack of my lady's ass. Her hands are holding his tight to her. She let's one of Nunui's roving hands loose so it can travel down over her stomach to play between her legs. When it touches her clit she moans out loud and turns her head back and up to and tries to kiss him. Her hands are holding his tight to her; urging him on, forcing his fingers into her pussy while she holds the other tight to her breast.

Nunui is kissing her neck when he bends his knees and shifts his hips and I see his thick cock head appear between Zoë's spread legs pushing in and out over her swollen pussy. She reaches down to try and push it into herself but he moves her to a bench. She gets on her knees with her back still to him and leans over the back of it with her knees wide. His hands are busy between them and then I see his hips thrust forward causing Zoë to moan in delight as he pushes himself deep into her. In no time they find a rhythm that has Zoë grunting and pushing back at each hard thrust into her.

A loud moan of a girl's frustration draws my attention away from watching the second man in hours fucking my lady back to Leilani who pulls me to the floor of the shower with her. Her legs are spread wide to welcome me into her as I follow her down to kneel over her with my hands on both sides of the pretty islander's head with my knees keeping her slim legs open to me. Small hands unerringly guide me to where Leilani needs me as I lower myself onto the young body below me to feel myself glide into the warmth and wetness that is her. Strong legs lift to meet over my ass to urge me deeper with urgent heels and desperate hands pull at me. 

The girl is tight on me as I push in deeper and deeper feeling her stretch to accept my thick cock head and the two cock rings piercing the under side my shaft. The moans from Leilani make me think I am hurting her until she starts throwing her head back and forth on the floor spraying me with even more water from her long black hair than the shower heads raining the warm water down onto us yelling, "So good; so thick. Don't stop! I want all of you in me." Then she yells even louder, "Oh, those rings feel wonderful," as I find all of her depths.

I can feel her soft pubic hair on my waxed crotch. Leilani begins to thrust her hips up at me while I hold still above her. Strong fingers hook themselves into the rings in my nipples to pull me tight to her when I slowly move out of her until I am just at the entrance of her pussy and push in and out just a little; slowly teasing her with my thickness until she can't take anymore and then I drive in deep over and over again with my balls slapping onto her ass. 

Teasingly I stop driving into her to hold myself above her shaking body to slowly push in and out of the entrance of her pussy one more time, pushing in just enough that the thick ridge of my cock head goes into her heat once and then deeper the second time so the rings go in to; repeating that over and over and alternating with deep thrusts in between, driving her crazy until she has an orgasm so strong that she arches her back off the wood of the deck and pushes up onto me while her heels kick at my back. Finally I let out a groan of passion and throw my own head back while pushing in deep as I shoot what little sperm that is left in me after all the times last night into Leilani's hot pussy. My cock doesn't care that it is shooting empty as it spasms over and over thrilling Leilani enough for her to cum again while I pin her to the floor; throbbing and pulsing as deep as I can get in her.

Totally spent I collapse on the girl under me; pressing my body onto hers as I keep myself as deep as I can into her. All too soon it is over. I go soft in Leilani and roll off her to lie next to her on the wood deck with the warm spray of the shower falling on us. I look over at Zoë and smile at her. She is sitting on the bench with her eyes closed with a beautiful calm look on her face. Her legs are spread wide and she is moaning her pleasure as Nunui kneels between them licking his cum from her. I know it is his own cum that he is licking because both Simon and I and the three girls had sucked and licked Zoë clean hours ago to her delight.

"What time is it?" I ask Leilani.

"The sun just came up not long ago," she replies then she rolls over to hug me and murmur, "Thank you, that felt so good," as she holds me tight.

I wonder if Zoë and I will ever get to that big bed in our beach shack as I leave Leilani to lie down on one of the deck loungers in the sun and close my eyes feeling so relaxed; so in paradise. 

Zoë joins me a short time later looking flushed from the shower and Nunui's attention, "Let's walk over to the stream and find a boat to take us up to the Mansion for dinner later." She takes my hand me causing me to look at her pretty face, her beautiful body; all of her. 

"In the three days that we have been in Paradise we've become nudists and now we are swingers," she laughs, "I guess the words should be naked hedonists shouldn't it. We certainly are a lot freer than when we arrived here." There is a pause, "And a lot cooler," she pauses again, "well... maybe not cooler but hotter," and she laughs. 

Taking my time responding to what Zoë just said I think that it is so nice that vacations allow you that space and start laughing.

"What, what's so funny?"

"Do you remember all the young newly weds in we saw in Waikiki wondering who the hell they are going to spend the rest of their lives with?"

"Yes, there were some upset virgins there."

"I hope some of them were happy."

"mmm, I'm sure someone must have been. I'm hungry. Are you?"

"Yes."

"I'm happy," Zoë tells me as she looks up at me with very hooded eyes.

"Do you love your man?" I ask.

"Yes I do. Very much," she tells me in a quiet voice.

"Let's just carry on. We should have read the brochure a little closer I guess," I chuckle as I hold Zoë in my arms.

"We're here now and we are booked for a month."

"What sort of crazy adventures do you think we can get into tonight do you think," I ask the top of Zoë's head.

"Let's go find out! I love it here," she says as she holds my cock. "This is the biggest. You know that don't you."

"You've told that lie to me before," I laugh as she moves her hand up and down me.

She looks up at me, "I'm looking forward to our time here."

I can't agree more.

After another short nap we leave the beach shack to walk hand in hand toward the stream. It is almost noon so we are dressed appropriately with straw hats and nothing else on. The oils that the islanders use on us help us to tan while protecting our northern skin from the sun. 

We decide to follow the route that Nicole and Simon took us on last night to see what it looks like in the sunlight and are not disappointed. When we leave the beach to walk the path through the perfectly tended gardens we marvel at the bright flowers and stop every few steps just to smell the heady scents of a lush tropical forest. We wrack our memories trying to name even one of the myriad of flowers and trees and come up empty. Hell, we know roses and petunias, but nothing here.

"I love watching your breasts sway as you walk."

"Do you?" Zoë asks me as she looks up at me with a coy smile. "I like hearing the rings tinkle on your little weenie as it jiggles between your thighs. 

"You can make my little thing bigger if you want."

"You men are so touchy about size. It's been big enough these last few days and made me and some other girls very happy so let's keep it down so we can enjoy the day."

"Well, don't call it little," I almost pout as I waggle my weenie and balls even more as we walk on.

Zoë chuckles at my antics, "Oh, is that a parrot in that tree over there?" 

I laugh at her changing the subject. The playful smack on Zoë's ass and her shriek of pretend shock sends the colorful bird flying off from the branch it had been perched on,

"Macaw, I think."

"How would you know?" 

"I don't. It's the only parrot name I could come up with."

With a bright laugh Zoë pushes me down and runs ahead of me along the narrow path, "Catch me if you can!"

Oh, I wish I could right then so I can spank her. 

Knowing that she will let me capture her in the end I struggle to my feet to run after my lady and almost catch her but I stumble as I watch her pretty ass jiggle in front of me as she runs like a cat through the jungle. It's hard for a man to run with a very erect cock. I find her hat on the path as I chase after her and I throw mine off too.

When I burst out into the sun at the end of the forest path she is nowhere in sight. Panting, I look wildly around for her and then hear her giggling behind me. "You ran right past me."

"You're all scratched."

She shrugs, "I didn't know the bushes had thorns."

I walk back to her, "Caught you."

Zoë looks up at me with a smile. "I let you," then she looks at herself, "I was having so much fun until I dove into that damn bush."

"There are only a few scratches," I say as I pull her into my arms. "Let me lick them and make them better."

She holds her nipples up to me, "These are scratched."

"No they're not," I say as I lean down to take one into my mouth and suck on it.

"I think I have another scratch much lower," Zoë moans.

"I'll be licking the one between your legs later," I tell her when I take my mouth off her breast.

"In public?" she asks me. 

"Is that what you would like?"

Zoë laughs and holds my hands tight to her breasts. Her face is red as she says, "Yes!"

She looks up at me in surprise, "God, I can't believe I just said that." 

"Is that what you want?"

"Let's go find that stream," is all Zoë will say with a very red blush and touches me where only a woman friend can. We continue to walk hand in hand through the gardens smiling at the day and at each other.




Paradise Ch. 03



A warm soft mouth sliding up and down my morning hard on is the first thing I feel when I slowly come awake naked on a beach in Paradise. I look down at my love, Zoë, to admire her dark hair and pretty face as she gently, tenderly moves her lips up and down me. 

Sensing that I am awake she pulls her mouth off me and looks up, "I can taste myself on you," Zoë says as she smiles at me. "And maybe some other girls too."

"Did you have fun last night? Are you alright with what happened?" I ask even as Zoë moves to put me in her mouth again.

She lifts her soft mouth off me and looks up into my eyes, "Yes, I love you and I know that you love me." Zoë takes me in her mouth again and I feel her tongue licking all around my cock's thick head and up and down my shaft, toying with the rings that pierce the under side of me as her hands stroke me and fondle my balls. She pulls off me again and looks up, "Yes, I had fun last night and so did you. Would you like some juice?"

"What?" I ask; confused as always by how she can change subjects so quickly.

"Leilani and Nunui really do look after us. Look, they've brought us a huge pitcher of juice and some fruit on ice on a table along with chairs and an umbrella."

I lay back down again on the sand with her caressing me, wishing she would finish what she started wondering if I am not just a little hung over. I smack my lips and feel the dryness, "Yes, some juice would be nice. I think I need it."

"Of course Baby, I knew you would," Zoë laughs as she jumps up and races to the table near us to pour us drinks and sprays me with sand in her haste. "You and Simon were drinking quite heavily last night," she tells me. 

I can't disagree with that, it was quite the night, "Did you really have as much fun as I did?" I ask as I accept the tall glass of juice from her and greedily gulp it down. 

Zoë looks at me with a smile and offers her hand, "Yes I did. Come, Baby, let's go in the lagoon for a swim. It does help ease a thick head."

Not willing to admit that I feel a bit fuzzy and knowing that my lover knows better than I do, I accept her hand and follow her into the cool water of the lagoon with my erection swaying in front of me. 

The soft water swirls about my legs until I wade in deep enough to dive in to feel better almost at once. I roll so that I am on my back and float with my arms above me looking up at the sky, "Ah, this is paradise. It's amazing." 

Zoë's head pops out of the water next to me to stand breast deep, "Would you like to be towed back to shore, Baby?"

"Where did you get all this energy?"

She laughs, "I didn't drink as much as you did and I got royally fucked by you and Simon all night long. And I played with a woman, no three women for the first time and loved that new experience. I feel wonderful, although my pussy is feeling just a little puffy this morning." 

"Oh?"

Small hands take hold of mine to tow me through the water, "What do you want to do today Serge?"

I don't answer; it feels so nice to just float along looking at clouds that look like they might give us rain but never come through on their promise. I wonder what I want to do. Nothing and everything comes to mind, "Ah, hmm."

Zoë laughs again, "Cat got your tongue?"

"Yes."

"No it doesn't."

"What?"

"You said yes." 

"Oh."

I pull free from her hands to roll and dive deep and swim in front of my lady to pop up like a seal. "What would you like to do?" I ask with salty water running down my face. I take Zoë in my arms to hold her tight; pressing my still hard cock into her stomach, "Have I told you how much I love you yet today?"

"No you haven't, but I expect you will say it a few more times anyway," she says as she holds me tight and licks the salt water from my chest.

We stay standing holding each other, chest deep in the lagoon for minutes with Zoë nuzzling my chest while I kiss the top of her head and caress her beautiful body. One of my hands finds the wetness between her legs and she pushes herself against my probing fingers. "Oh yes touch me. Touch me gently though, I am so tender there after last night," Zoë whispers into my chest as I hold her and feel her until she sighs and would have fallen back into the water if I wasn't holding her. 

"Oh God, how do you do that to me! So gentle and tender, so loving and so hard and forceful; all at once." 

I don't know how I do that either; all I do know is how I love to hold and touch the lady, my Zoë, in my arms. My hands and lips will always make her happy and I know my hardness will too.

We stay still, feeling the trade wind blowing in our hair and holding each other.

"Is this paradise or what?" I whisper into the top of my lady's head.

She is quiet and just nods her head yes, rubbing her lips up and down my chest again, licking me and kissing me, "Yes. I'm starving! Let's go and get some of the breakfast that Nunui and Leilani brought for us." 

"More quick changes," I think with a secret smile.

As always there are fresh towels waiting for us that weren't there when we left for our swim, "How do they do this?" I ask as I pick mine up off one of the chairs beside the shaded table holding our drinks and the food platter.

Zoë laughs, "Maybe they have tunnels under the whole island and they just pop up here and there to look after us."

"Yeah right," I chuckle as I take a bite of fruit and offer her the other half. She opens her sensuous mouth to accept the fruit. Her beautiful eyes stare up at me when she licks the sweet juices of the mango from my fingers with her tongue.

"I'm sticky from the salt water and still a little fuzzy, let's go have a shower," I suggest, "and we do have to deal with this erection that you're ignoring." 

Zoë picks up a piece of melon and holds it in her teeth, "Kish me," she mumbles. 

I bite off my half and kish her again and then stand to walk with my sweet pretty lady to our beach shack and a shower.

"You know I have another place you can eat fruit from, Serge."

Laughing, I squeeze her hand, "I just know we will always find firm ripe bananas on our fruit plate from now on, Baby." 

Zoë looks up at me with hooded eyes, "There are smaller fruits that you have to suck out of me, you know."

I smack my lips loudly, "Aaah, a fruit salad from a deep bowl that tastes so wonderful and sweet. How many different tastes do you have planned for me?" 

"We'll see won't we Baby."

"Hmm, fruit of the loins."

Zoë slaps my arm as we walk toward our beach shack and laughs, "Just call me Kumquat Mae,"

I slap her arm back, "Think of pineapple rings on my cock then."

"Oh, I don't think I can take all of that in me."

"Each time you try to deep throat me you have to bite one more ring off me until you can take all of me."

"I'll be too full; I can never eat that tower of pineapple. And who's going to cut the holes big enough to fit this thing." Zoë says as she touches me to feel the girth of me.

"So thick," she sighs as her hand holds me and strokes me as we walk. I have my right arm over her shoulder to hold her tight to me as we walk around the point of the small bay we are in and I am surprised to see how close we are to our shack when we laid down to sleep on the sand last night. Its right there, five minutes walk away.

"You should have told me how close we were."

Zoë looks up at me with a smile that looks almost mysterious, "I thought about it, but you were so tired and I was thrilled by the thought that we can lay down anywhere we want and sleep warm, comfortable and totally naked here in Paradise."

When we climb the stairs to our beach shack we are met by a smiling Nunui and Leilani. The shower on the balcony is running for us and I notice that they aren't wearing their silky loin cloths; tiny squares of material that don't even pretend to hide their crotches anyway. They busy themselves with preparing soaps, towels and oils for after our shower. 

Zoë notices too and leans over close to me to whisper, "They know about what Simon said about the loin clothes just getting in the way of good fun."

I lean down to whisper, "It's not polite to talk about the help like this Baby." 

Zoë goes a small shade of red, "Yes you're right but I think we are being told something here."

"Mmmm, there are no secrets on this island. Let's have our shower and a rest before we decide what to do today. We know now that Nunui and Leilani are openly offering to play with us."

Zoë raises an eyebrow at me, "Playing, Baby. Don't you mean fucking?"

I laugh, "Yes, I guess so if you don't count the time Nunui pushed me in the Moon Pool. That was more than playing, that was true fucking around. I'll never forget the feeling of falling through space."

"Oh, you big wimp you," Zoë laughs at the memory of me wind milling down from the deck into the water below.

Both our servants chuckle at us as they urge us into the shower and begin to wash our tired and sweaty bodies clean for us with their hands rubbing the soap in everywhere. This is the first time they have done this for us and it only seems natural to be touched and fondled this way after last night and the day before. 

Our outdoor shower is extravagantly huge taking up one entire corner of the deck next to the very public toilet. Four sturdy posts hold two shower heads each spraying tons of warm water into the square they form and there are comfortable wood benches on each side that you can direct the spray onto as you sit in luxury looking out at the lagoon or back at the palm grove or you can sit on the one facing the deck to spread your legs so your lover can watch the water cascade over your naked body.

Soon our showers begin to get erotic with Leilani spending more and more time washing and stroking my very stiff erection with one hand while the other caresses my balls and moves further back until a small finger finds my small brown hole to make sure it is clean too.

The same is happening with Zoë. Nunui is standing behind her washing her breasts and pinching her nipples while he keeps rocking his hips into her ass obviously rubbing his own erection up and down the soapy crack of my lady's ass. Her hands are holding his tight to her. She let's one of Nunui's roving hands loose so it can travel down over her stomach to play between her legs. When it touches her clit she moans out loud and turns her head back and up to and tries to kiss him. Her hands are holding his tight to her; urging him on, forcing his fingers into her pussy while she holds the other tight to her breast.

Nunui is kissing her neck when he bends his knees and shifts his hips and I see his thick cock head appear between Zoë's spread legs pushing in and out over her swollen pussy. She reaches down to try and push it into herself but he moves her to a bench. She gets on her knees with her back still to him and leans over the back of it with her knees wide. His hands are busy between them and then I see his hips thrust forward causing Zoë to moan in delight as he pushes himself deep into her. In no time they find a rhythm that has Zoë grunting and pushing back at each hard thrust into her.

A loud moan of a girl's frustration draws my attention away from watching the second man in hours fucking my lady back to Leilani who pulls me to the floor of the shower with her. Her legs are spread wide to welcome me into her as I follow her down to kneel over her with my hands on both sides of the pretty islander's head with my knees keeping her slim legs open to me. Small hands unerringly guide me to where Leilani needs me as I lower myself onto the young body below me to feel myself glide into the warmth and wetness that is her. Strong legs lift to meet over my ass to urge me deeper with urgent heels and desperate hands pull at me. 

The girl is tight on me as I push in deeper and deeper feeling her stretch to accept my thick cock head and the two cock rings piercing the under side my shaft. The moans from Leilani make me think I am hurting her until she starts throwing her head back and forth on the floor spraying me with even more water from her long black hair than the eight shower heads raining the warm water down onto us yelling, "So good; so thick. Don't stop! I want all of you in me." Then she yells even louder, "Oh, those rings feel wonderful," as I find all of her depths.

I can feel her soft pubic hair on my shaved and waxed crotch. Leilani begins to thrust her hips up at me while I hold still above her. Strong fingers hook themselves into the rings in my nipples to pull me tight to her when I slowly move out of her until I am just at the entrance of her pussy and push in and out just a little; slowly teasing her with my thickness until she can't take anymore and then I drive in deep over and over again with my balls slapping onto her ass. 

Teasingly I stop driving into her to hold myself above her shaking body to slowly push in and out of the entrance of her pussy one more time, pushing in just enough that the thick ridge of my cock head goes into her heat once and then deeper the second time so the rings go in to; repeating that over and over alternating with deep thrusts in between, driving her crazy until she has an orgasm so strong that she arches her back off the wood of the deck and pushes up onto me while her heels kick at my back. Finally I let out a groan of passion and throw my own head back while pushing in deep as I shoot what little sperm that is left in me after all the times last night into Leilani's hot pussy. My cock doesn't care that it is shooting empty as it spasms over and over thrilling Leilani enough for her to cum again while I pin her to the floor; throbbing and pulsing as deep as I can get in her.

Totally spent I collapse on the girl under me; pressing my body onto hers as I keep myself as deep as I can into her. All too soon it is over. I go soft in Leilani and roll off her to lie next to her on the wood deck with the warm spray of the shower falling on us. I look over at Zoë and smile at her. She is sitting on the bench with her eyes closed with a beautiful calm look on her face. Her legs are spread wide and she is moaning her pleasure as Nunui kneels between them licking his cum from her. I know it is his own cum that he is licking because both Simon and I and the three girls had sucked and licked Zoë clean hours ago to her delight.

"What time is it?" I ask Leilani.

"The sun just came up not long ago," she replies then she rolls over to hug me and murmur, "Thank you, that felt so good," as she holds me tight.

I wonder if Zoë and I will ever get to that big bed in our beach shack as I leave Leilani to lie down on one of the deck loungers in the sun and close my eyes feeling so relaxed; so in Paradise. 

Zoë joins me a short time later looking flushed from the shower and Nunui's attention, "Let's walk over to the stream and find a boat to take us up to the Mansion for dinner later." She takes my hand me causing me to look at her pretty face, well her beautiful body; all of her. 

"In the three days that we have been in Paradise we've become nudists and now we are swingers," she laughs, "I guess the words should be naked hedonists shouldn't it. We certainly are a lot freer than when we arrived here." There is a pause, "And a lot cooler," she pauses again, "well... maybe not cooler but hotter," and she laughs. 

Taking my time responding to what Zoë just said I think that it is so nice that vacations allow you that space; those long pauses and start laughing.

"What, what's so funny?"

"Do you remember all the young newly weds in we saw in Waikiki wondering who the hell they are going to spend the rest of their lives with?"

"Yes, there were some upset virgins there."

"I hope some of them were happy."

"Mmm, I'm sure someone must have been. I'm hungry. Are you?"

"Yes."

"I'm happy," Zoë tells me as she looks up at me with very hooded eyes.

"Do you love your man?" I ask.

"Yes I do. Very much," she tells me in a quiet voice.

"Let's just carry on. We should have read the brochure a little closer I guess," I chuckle as I hold Zoë in my arms.

"We're here now and we are booked for a month."

"What sort of crazy adventures do you think we can get into tonight do you think," I ask the top of Zoë's head.

"Let's go find out! I love it here," she says as she holds my cock. "This is the biggest. You know that don't you."

"You've told that lie to me before," I laugh as she moves her hand up and down me.

She looks up at me, "I'm looking forward to our time here."

I can't agree more.

After another short nap we leave the beach shack to walk hand in hand toward the stream. It is almost noon so we are dressed appropriately with straw hats and nothing else on. The oils that the islanders use on us help us to tan while protecting our northern skin from the sun. 

We decide to follow the route that Nicole and Simon took us on last night to see what it looks like in the sunlight and are not disappointed. When we leave the beach to walk the path through the perfectly tended gardens we marvel at the bright flowers and stop every few steps just to smell the heady scents of a lush tropical forest. We wrack our memories trying to name even one of the myriad of flowers and trees and come up empty. Hell, we know roses and petunias, but nothing here.

"I love watching your breasts sway as you walk."

"Do you?" Zoë asks me as she looks up at me with a coy smile. "I like hearing the rings tinkle on your little weenie as it jiggles between your thighs. 

"You can make my little thing bigger if you want."

"You men are so touchy about size. It's been big enough these last few days and made me and some other girls very happy so let's keep it down so we can enjoy the day."

"Well, don't call it little," I almost pout as I waggle my weenie and balls even more as we walk on.

Zoë chuckles at my antics, "Oh, is that a parrot in that tree over there?" 

I laugh at her changing the subject. The playful smack on Zoë's ass and her shriek of pretend shock sends the colorful bird flying off from the branch it had been perched on,

"Macaw, I think."

"How would you know?" 

"I don't. It's the only parrot name I could come up with."

With a bright laugh Zoë pushes me down and runs ahead of me along the narrow path, "Catch me if you can!"

Oh, I wish I could right then so I can spank her. Knowing that she will let me capture her in the end I struggle to my feet to run after my lady and almost catch her but I stumble as I watch her pretty ass jiggle in front of me as she runs like a cat through the jungle. It's hard for a man to run with a very erect cock. I find her hat on the path as I chase after her and I throw mine off too.

When I burst out into the sun at the end of the forest path she is nowhere in sight. Panting, I look wildly around for her and then hear her giggling behind me. "You ran right past me."

"You're all scratched."

She shrugs, "I didn't know the bushes had thorns."

I walk back to her, "Caught you."

Zoë looks up at me with a smile. "I let you," then she looks at herself, "I was having so much fun until I dove into that damn bush."

"There are only a few scratches," I say as I pull her into my arms. "Let me lick them and make them better."

She holds her nipples up to me, "These are scratched."

"No they're not," I say as I lean down to take one into my mouth and suck on it.

"I think I have another scratch much lower," Zoë moans.

"I'll be licking the one between your legs later," I tell her when I take my mouth off her breast.

"In public?" she asks me. 

"Is that what you would like?"

Zoë laughs and holds my hands tight to her breasts. Her face is red as she says, "Yes!"

She looks up at me in surprise, "God, I can't believe I just said that." 

"Is that what you want?"




Paradise Ch. 03



"Let's go find that stream," is all Zoë will say with a very red blush and touches me where only a woman friend can. We continue to walk hand in hand through the gardens smiling at the day and at each other.

There is a restaurant by the stream. When we are shown to our seats by the pretty island girl in her long sarong I caress Zoë's hair as we look out at the lagoon. "Are you happy we came here?" I ask. She snuggles as close to me as she can get, "Are you kidding?"

"Never. Not with you."

"Yes, I'm so very happy. Let's have lunch."

"OK. I'm thinking about having kumquats."

"Do you think the chef will push them into me so you can suck them out?"

"I think that on this island they will do whatever we need." I pause, "If he does can I watch him do it?"

"Only if you suck out whatever he puts in me," Zoë says as she holds my arm tight to her.

"Ooh!" I roll my eyes, "But I've tasted enough cum in the last few days!"

"How come you always know what I'm thinking?" Zoë asks.

"Because I love you and we just know these things."

"Hmm."

"Well?"

"Please kiss me." 

When I move to get on my knees she shrieks, "No! Don't; not there! Not here!"

I almost have a heart attack laughing as I get back onto the seat so close to Zoë, "A fruit salad for two then?"

"Yes," she says demurely, "But served on the table."

I start laughing again and Zoë does too, "Don't say it. I'm not sitting on the table." 

"If you get any wetter I can have the soup of the day can't I."

"Only if I get my popsicle."

"I think I have the warmest popsicle you ever tasted." 

"I know. And I can't get any wetter. I'm going to leave a stain on the chair when we leave." 

Zoë leans forward and holds her breasts up for me to admire, "I am so wet, Serge. Do you want the sweet soup between my legs or do you want these cherries?"

When an island girl comes with our fruit salads we both laugh as Zoë quickly sits back in her chair with a very red face. The pretty girl leans over our table to put the plates down showing us her perky little breasts. She pointedly looks at my very apparent erection and whispers just loud enough for the two of us to hear, "If I were you, Serge, I'd use that club between your legs to test how warm the soup is while you eat the cherries." She waits with her breasts almost in my face while we laugh at what she says, "I can be desert if you want." We both look at the girl in surprise and then we see the loin cloth held on by a thin string telling us she means what she says.

"We're going up to the Mansion to see what sort of mischief we can get into tonight. Maybe if, when you find us later, to be a late night snack, you can bring a tasty treat for him too," my lady says and we all laugh. 

"Leilani told me you like to have fun," the girl answers with a wicked smile.

The lunch is wonderful and so full of sexual innuendos between us that we finally have to stop them and just enjoy what we are eating. We do hold pieces of fruit in our mouths for each other to nipple at until it is done though. Before we leave after our wonderful meal Zoë asks the girl to give us her name for later if we don't meet tonight. 

"I am Aiata. My name means the woman who eats clouds," she tells us with a sway and a coy smile that we both find enchanting.

"Will you bring a friend so we all can be happy?" Zoë asks.

"No I won't because I can make you both feel perfect at the same time," the young island girl answers looking straight into Zoë's eyes for a lingering second before lowering her eyes to look at my lady's pussy and then looking over at my very hard cock. 

The dock on the stream is only a short walk from the restaurant. The view is brilliant; the calm stream crowded with the dense green trees of the well tended gardens on each side of it as it flows into the wild blue of the lagoon with its sandy beaches and the roar of the surf as it crashes onto the reef not so far off in the distance makes us stop to take it all in. We both try to breathe as we hold hands tightly with our fingers secretly playing between us.

Zoë looks at me with a smile that I like to think that she keeps only for me, "I wonder whose cloud Aiata wanted to eat." 

That's it; I can't take anymore of the absolute fun we have found here. I fall to the ground laughing, feeling free enough to do that here and not caring if it wasn't allowed anyway. 

"She wants my popsicle," I cry when I can catch a breath.

Zoë leans over me trying to pout and fails as she holds her breasts out with her bright smile, "But I thought she wanted these cherries." 

I reach up and take each nipple into my hands to pinch them and hold them just tight enough that my pretty lady hisses in pleasure at the slight pain.

"Harder," Zoë yells as she stays so still above me and I do as she tells me. After a long minute of enjoying my fingers driving her crazy she touches me, giving my hardness a long slow stroke and then she stands to pull her nipples out of my hands and gasps at the pain of what she has just done.

"Let's find a boat. You're driving." This time I'm not happy about her changing the subject but what little anger I have disappears instantly when I see my lady rubbing her so obviously sore boobs and I smell her arousal. 

I look down at my erection, "Am I going to steer it with this?"

"Well, if you think it's big enough to use as a rudder; of course."

I laugh again looking up at the prettiest lady I have ever seen and realize just how much we have laughed and truly enjoyed our lives since we came to this place; this paradise that we didn't know about.

"Come on you silly fool, lets go and have some more fun," Zoë tells me as she helps me to my feet.

The pier, when we get there hand in hand, has all kinds of boats moored to it from fast little rockets to kayaks but Zoë walks to the end and waits by a huge gondola looking thing. 

"This is what I want," she tells me with shining eyes. 

I can only laugh. It's obvious that when she sits in it the only way I can steer it is by standing above her like in Venice. I bow deeply from the waist to her and offer her my hand to help her to step down into the red plush center of the boat. She sits facing backwards with her legs spread wide showing me the treat that I will always want.

"Take me to the Manor, boy," she tells me with stern eyes staring up at me. 

Those eyes will drive me crazy. They certainly don't melt me; I can't be any harder from that look. 

I hurry and fumble and fuck up trying to get us going but in the end I am standing proudly on the little platform at the stern showing Zoë my hardness as I try to steer us upstream. I am proud to say that I only run us aground twice as I guide the long boat holding my love to the mansion. She sits below me with her legs obscenely wide on the plush seat as I stand above her and occasionally touches herself, "I'm not going to cum this afternoon and you, my gondolier, are going to be forever hard for me, aren't you."

"You can't ask that of a man! 

My lady lies spread below me with her hands busy between her legs, "But I do ask that. I demand that."

"I can only try to obey then."

When we get to the pier below the mansion I am still a little hard and Zoë looks so wonderful on the seat below me. She has touched herself below me just enough to keep me erect. 

It is lucky that there is an island man at the pier to help me dock the boat because I am so distracted by the lady I have been staring at. 

"I thought you looked wonderful standing above me with your mast pointing the way, Zoë tells me"

I can't help it, "But I saw my port the whole time!"

That sounds so corny we are now having trouble just getting off the pier we are laughing so hard. 

The shade of the trees that cover the path up to the huge pool in front of the mansion and the constant breeze try to cool us but they don't have a chance with the looks we are giving each other as we hold hands while we saunter up it. 

You don't walk in paradise, you stroll, you saunter, or you run as fast as ever you can in fun as we do when we get to the top of the path. That's what we do, we run down the grass to splash into the pool after stopping at the top of the path to stare at the thatch topped mansion with its wings towering over its huge pool. Nobody is chasing anybody; we are just running side by side as we laugh loud enough to be heard on the next island. I almost scrape my nose on the sandy bottom of the saltwater pool as I dive in. When I come up for air Zoë is nowhere in sight. I'm not worried, we were holding hands as we dove in. I finally see her swimming out to one of the islands in the huge pool. I know where she is going and I can't possibly catch her so I just lie on my back and kick myself along looking up at the blue sky studded with puffy clouds that seem to never rain on us.

When I get near to the island I know she's on I hear her beautiful laughter and the loud voice of the Lady Lydia. When I pull myself out of the water and walk naked and wet to the center of the island to sit at the table Zoë is at with the Lord Twiddlesmore and the Lady Lydia and an Asian couple.

"What took you so long?" I am asked in the so British voice of the Lady Lydia.

I sit down with my legs wide showing her my pierced cock, "I took as long as I wanted. I can't get lost, I'm on an island."

She laughs at that and I realize how much I love the sound of her laughter and everybody else's since I have been on the island.

"Serge," Zoë says, "This is Meiko and Yoshie" I stand to shake the hand of the largest man I have seen in a long time and then just carefully touch the soft hand of the tiniest, prettiest little woman I have ever seen not counting Zoë.

"They are going to a party tonight that we need to attend," Zoë tells me.

"Do we?"

The tiny Meiko looks up at me, "It would be nice if you came. I am going to bind Yoshie so tight and leave him on display. You better talk to your lady to see if you really want to come."

When they leave us I look at my lady with very surprised eyes.

"Oh yes, Baby, I am going to be your slave tonight."

"Ok," I say not too surprised, "Starting when?" 

She holds her tits up at me, "Starting now."

"What time is this party?"

"When my master takes me there."

I try to get my thoughts together and stall for a moment, "Ok slave you are already naked so I think I will dress you for tonight."

"Yes master."

"Follow me," I tell her as I stand and walk out onto the promenade below the mansion. "Keep your hands behind you as if they are cuffed. We are going shopping and you will wear what I buy you."

"Yes Master."

I'm surprised; the first shop I lead my new slave to has a collar and a leash to go with it. I love the look Zoë gives me as I lock the collar on her and attach the leash.

"Would you like cuffs to go with the collar?" the island girl asks me when I take the leash in my hand.

"Yes," I say as I use the chain to pull my slave's face close to me. "Put ankles and wrist cuffs on her, I'll wait. She has to."

I stare at Zoë's eyes as the girl locks the cuffs on my slave. She winches each time a cuff is locked onto her and I can smell her arousal as I hold her still.

"Do you want her hands locked behind her or in front?"

I slide my hands down over my lady, over her tits and touch her very wet pussy, "In front. She needs to touch herself when her Master tells her to."

"Are you taking her to the party tonight?"

"Yes, she's asked to be my slave," I say as I pinch a nipple and get a loud hiss of enjoyment or maybe pain. After what Zoë has asked of me I don't care which.

"She needs something to think about."

"What's that?"

The girl laughs and takes out two large brass balls, "No woman can forget having these inside her. Shall I put them in or will you?"

I smile, "You do it. Tell my slave how you want her and I'll watch."

She smiles at me and points at the counter next to her. "Get up here and show me your cunt slave!"

Zoë starts breathing very hard and then jumps up, and lies back where she has been told to be to grab her ankles and lift her legs as high and wide as she can.

The island girl looks at the wet and open pussy in front of her with a smile, "I see you have a very obedient slave sir."

I watch as the girl uses her fingers to push the first ball deep into my lady and then she pushes in the next and lingers there; playing with the bald pussy that is so willingly shown to her. "Will you let me lick your slave and give her an orgasm?"

"Of course you can," I tell her and I watch as Zoë struggles to hold her legs up as the girls head is busy between them.

When Zoë quickly cums the girl looks up at me with her wet face, "Thanks, that was so much fun and she is so tasty."

"Master I don't know if I can keep these balls in me," Zoë tells as I lead her out of the shop on shaky legs by the leash attached to her new collar.

"You have to."

"Yes sir."

"Now, let's get you dressed like the slut I need you to look like tonight." 

The shops along the promenade amaze me. Soon I have my slave dressed as I want. Zoë now follows me in stay up fishnet stockings and heels so high that I almost feel sorry for her. Her black skirt is so tight and short that anyone can see her naked pussy as she follows me and the white tube top I picked for her is so thin that her nipples are totally visible. The best part is the slutty make up I have had put on her at the last shop. Her lips are so red and her eyelashes are so heavy with mascara and eyeliner.

"Sir, aren't you going to wear anything to the party?" my new slut asks me as she teeters behind me on her heels. 

"You are right," I answer.

I lead my slave by the leash back to the store I got it from. When I lead her out this time I am wearing a heavy leather harness that is so tight on my chest and wraps my cock and balls to show them off nicely.

"Are you happy now?" I ask my slave as I lead her to the party.

"Yes I want my Master to be perfect."

"Will you do anything I tell you to do when we get there? It is a bondage orgy; Meiko told you that."

"I asked to be a slave tonight didn't I," Zoë tells me with a slight quaver in her voice.

"Master your slave needs one more thing."

"What is that, slave?"

"Please lock my wrists behind me. I need to feel totally helpless if I am going to do this."

I stop to do as she asks. When I unlock her wrists Zoë quickly turns around holding them behind herself for me to relock them. I slap her ass and laugh at her surprised squeak of pain, "That is the last thing you can ask of me tonight. Except one and that is when you want to leave and our game is done."

"Yes, we need that don't we; I will tell you twice that I want to leave. Once is just playing."

When I pick up her leash again the look she gives me is pure lust or maybe it is her finally realizing her total submission and we are both breathing very hard, "Thank you Master." 

"Walk in front of your Master like the slut you are now. Your name is Urlene now. I want to watch your ass sway as we go to the party."

Zoë can't help but give a laugh, "Urlene! What kind of name is that?"

"It's the name of the slut in front of me."

She lowers her head, "Of course Master. Thank you for choosing my new name."

I love the sight of the slave walking in front of me. It has always been Zoë's fantasy to be a slave and now I am really starting to enjoy it too. I am so very erect. It almost hurts; I am so hard as I proudly parade it behind her.

Her hands are held behind her by thick wrist cuffs and I can see her ass cheeks under her short skirt as she struts like a slut in the ridiculously high heels I found for her. The leash that I have draped over her right shoulder hits her ass with each step and the mesh stockings just top off the whole look.

When we get near the pavilion where the party is being held I order my slave to stop. I walk around her and drop the leash down her front, "There is one more thing a cock sucking slave has to have," I tell her as I lean down to rip the knees out of her stockings.

"Now you look perfect." I pick up the leash and lead my slave inside knowing that she is strutting behind like she has been told.

What I see when I lead Urlene into the pavilion is a complete bondage orgy; there are men and women tied up and kneeling everywhere. Slaves are doing what their Masters and Mistress' want. Zoë, no, Urlene stops and the leash goes tight. I can feel her tension but it's to late now. I drop her leash and point to a man at random, "Go and ask to suck his cock. Come and find me when he is done with you."

"Yes Master," my slave answers as she looks at me with wild and very wide eyes before running over to him to kneel in front of him. She talks to him and he smiles down at her and just points at his crotch. His slave opens his pants to pull his cock out. Urlene leans in and her head begins to move up and down between his legs. 

A soft hand pulling on my arm turns me away from watching my Urlene suck a stranger's cock. "Would you like to see how I have bound Yoshie? I see you have dressed your slave well. Zoë seemed so excited when I told her about this party and I see you have such an eager slut now." The tiny girl looks at my raging hard cock and takes it in her hands, "I knew you would come to our party." 

She squeezes me with hands so small that she has to use both to even come close to circling me. "I want you to fuck me in front of my bound man." Meiko starts stroking my cock and playing with the rings that pierce it as she leads me across the room until I can see Yoshie lying on the floor with a ball gag in his mouth and wrapped in a mile of rope with his hard cock sticking straight up. Meiko lies on a lounger in front of him and spreads her legs for me. I get onto it after her and cover her body, my cock seeking what she is offering. 

"Wait," she cries as she reaches for some oil to put on me. "I'm so wet but we need this if you are ever going to fit!"

I stay on my hands and knees above her as small hands rub oil onto me. When she is done she lies back down below me with her hands holding herself open for me, "Please put that thing into me. I lower myself feeling hands guiding me and stop at the gasp when my tip only just gets into her. "More! I can take it all! I know I can!" She yells into my chest as she pulls me down onto her and deeper into her, "Don't be gentle!" Meiko yells as she lifts her legs and starts urging me even deeper with her heels. When I am all the way into her tightness she starts moving under me pushing herself up at me as I drive down on her. I can't believe that the tiny girl can take all of me but I feel her soft pubic hairs each time I plunge all the way into her. Its amazing how fast she orgasms under me. She doesn't seem to know what to do with her arms and legs as her entire body shudders under me. I feel her pussy spasm on me and then I cum in her and push deep filling her with all the sperm I have. 

When I roll off Meiko I see Urlene standing beside us with cum all over her face. One of her tits is out of the tiny top and her skit is pulled up around her waist, "I came to find you Master." Someone has relocked her hands in front of her.

"Yes you are good slave aren't you? Now go and sit on Yoshie's cock and don't get off it until you make him cum and it goes soft in you and his sperm coats your ass and thighs. Our eyes are locked on each other as Urlene backs away and sinks down to guide the cock I told her to have into her and starts to slowly rock on it with her hands on his legs as she sits backwards on him. She starts humming and picks up some of the cum on her tit with a finger and brings it to her mouth and sucks it off and we still haven't broken eye contact. I get off the lounger to stand in front of her straddling the bound body of Yoshie with my wet cock close in front of Urlene's mouth. She is panting as she rocks back and forth below me and looks up at me with hooded eyes filled with lust when she opens her mouth wide to suck my softness into her and her tongue licks me as she tastes another woman.




Paradise Ch. 03



Meiko moves to stand behind the woman fucking her man and squats to put her cum filled pussy over his face and begins to play with Urlene's tits. When I pull myself out of her mouth I leave her holding the tiny hands touching her tight to her as she has a loud orgasm. 

As I walk away I tell Urlene to find a man to lick her clean and suck as many cocks as she can in hour and then look for me again. I hope she heard me because the two girls are moaning as they get close to another orgasm. Yoshie must be enjoying my cum as he is giving his cum to my slave and his tongue to his mistress.

I can't believe what I see as move about with a drink that I get from a kneeling girl chained to the floor. I don't know how she has drinks on her tray but that's not what I need to know. Yes, I enjoyed fucking Meiko but now I am just waiting for my love to fulfill her fantasy. 

The hour isn't close to being up when Urlene comes and rubs herself against me with her wrists locked behind her again, "I've had enough. I've had enough!"

I instantly undo her hands and take off the cuffs to throw them on the floor and hold my lady tight. 

"Please take me home, but first give me back my name."

"Zoë I just pretended to give you that stupid name."

I feel a tension leave her body when I say her name. I am a man and as dumb as the rest but I find just enough intelligence to wait for her so say something, anything.

She hugs me as tight as she can, "I loved my fantasy."

I hear the implied but and wait. "Tonight was wild but it wasn't what I dreamed. I won't say I didn't have fun though." 

Zoë pulls away from me to look down at herself. She's a mess with one stocking down around her ankle and her top and skirt are a black and white band on her waist. She laughs, "I like these stupid heels though. I think I'll keep them."

"Do you want to go back to our beach shack now," I ask. 

"Yes, please."

"Where's your leash?"

"I don't know, it disappeared long ago. Will you take me out of here by my hand instead?"

"Do you want me to take off your slave collar first?" I ask with real concern.

"No! That was the best part of a weird night." Zoë giggles, "It took both Meiko and Yoshie to lick all of his cum out of me. The look in your eyes as you put it on me because I asked you to do it will stay in my mind forever. I think I will leave it on for a few days if you don't mind. We both know that I asked for this but I want to go now."

When I lead Zoë out with her hand held tight in mine as she asked I am not surprised to see Nunui standing beside one of the little carts they call cars here. I wonder how these islanders know when we need them. 

On the ride to our shack Zoë leans in tight to me. I sense that she is already feeling better, "After you left us I helped to untie Yoshie and we went off to a corner with him guarding us because we all felt done. I could see you wandering around avoiding all the advances as you waited for me. 

"I disobeyed my master and I didn't suck anymore cocks and why I waited almost the whole hour before finding you is beyond me. I had a long chat with Meiko and Yoshie; they both want to thank you for the pleasure you gave them. They would like to meet us again under different circumstances though."

"You know I have to spank my slave for what you did, don't you."

Zoë smiles at me and leans in even closer and looks at me, "Yes I look forward to that but not tonight please."

Nunui starts laughing, "If you spank her tonight you might fall off the balcony again tomorrow."

He doesn't even flinch as Zoë slaps his back with wild eyes, "You did push him off that day!"

"No, it's not my fault if Serge can't see a foot in front of him when he's that close to the edge."

"I felt a hand on my back!" 

"That's the problem with being naked. If you had a shirt on I could have saved you."

"Oh, oh. I think I need diving lessons." 

"You've already had your first one."

"So you did push him!"

Nunui just laughs as he drives through the soft night. I realize he has done what was needed to lighten the mood and lean back to watch the moon as it hangs above the palms and then disappears as we go through a deep tunnel of foliage while I hold my pretty lady tight. 

We are kissing passionately when we are brought to our beach shack and smile in embarrassment as we are welcomed by Leilani. She leads us in and urges us towards the tub on the deck. When we are both in Leilani and Nunui join us and begin to wash us with scented soaps and rub us with oils that smell of the islands; they are pampering us with gentle attention. There is no sex now, there is just the sensual feeling of being touched everywhere and cared for by islanders who feel for us and know what they are doing as they calm their guests and ready them for bed and sleep.

The soft sheets of our bed caress our bodies as we nestle in together after our islanders dry us and lead us to it so we can finally be in it after another long day. We hold each other close and kiss and know no more as the night takes us into its quiet arms.



Paradise Ch. 03



There is a restaurant by the stream. When we are shown to our seats by the pretty island girl in her long sarong I caress Zoë's hair as we look out at the lagoon. "Are you happy we came here?" I ask. She snuggles as close to me as she can get, "Are you kidding?"

"Never. Not with you."

"Yes, I'm so very happy. Let's have lunch."

"OK. I'm thinking about having kumquats."

"Do you think the chef will push them into me so you can suck them out?"

"I think that on this island they will do whatever we need." I pause, "If he does can I watch him do it?"

"Only if you suck out whatever he puts in me," Zoë says as she holds my arm tight to her.

"Ooh!" I roll my eyes, "But I've tasted enough cum in the last few days!"

"How come you always know what I'm thinking?" Zoë asks.

"Because I love you and we just know these things."

"Hmm."

"Well?"

"Please kiss me." 

When I move to get on my knees she shrieks, "No! Don't; not there! Not here!"

I almost have a heart attack laughing as I get back onto the seat so close to Zoë, "A fruit salad for two then?"

"Yes," she says demurely, "But served on the table."

I start laughing again and Zoë does too, "Don't say it. I'm not sitting on the table." 

"If you get any wetter I can have the soup of the day can't I."

"Only if I get my popsicle."

"I think I have the warmest popsicle you ever tasted." 

"I know. And I can't get any wetter. I'm going to leave a stain on the chair when we leave." 

Zoë leans forward and holds her breasts up for me to admire, "I am so wet, Serge. Do you want the sweet soup between my legs or do you want these cherries?"

When an island girl comes with our fruit salads we both laugh as Zoë quickly sits back in her chair with a very red face. The pretty girl leans over our table to put the plates down showing us her perky little breasts. She pointedly looks at my very apparent erection and whispers just loud enough for the two of us to hear, "If I were you, Serge, I'd use that club between your legs to test how warm the soup is while you eat the cherries." She waits with her breasts almost in my face while we laugh at what she says, "I can be desert if you want." We both look at the girl in surprise and then we see the loin cloth held on by a thin string telling us she means what she says.

"We're going up to the Mansion to see what sort of mischief we can get into tonight. Maybe if, when you find us later, to be a late night snack, you can bring a tasty treat for him too," my lady says and we all laugh. 

"Leilani told me you like to have fun," the girl answers with a wicked smile.

The lunch is wonderful and so full of sexual innuendos between us that we finally have to stop them and just enjoy what we are eating. We do hold pieces of fruit in our mouths for each other to nipple at until it is done though. Before we leave after our wonderful meal Zoë asks the girl to give us her name for later if we don't meet tonight. 

"I am Aiata. My name means the woman who eats clouds," she tells us with a sway and a coy smile that we both find enchanting.

"Will you bring a friend so we all can be happy?" Zoë asks.

"No I won't because I can make you both feel perfect at the same time," the young island girl answers looking straight into Zoë's eyes for a lingering second before lowering her eyes to look at my lady's pussy and then looking over at my very hard cock. 

The dock on the stream is only a short walk from the restaurant. The view is brilliant; the calm stream crowded with the dense green trees of the well tended gardens on each side of it as it flows into the wild blue of the lagoon with its sandy beaches and the roar of the surf as it crashes onto the reef not so far off in the distance makes us stop to take it all in. We both try to breathe as we hold hands tightly with our fingers secretly playing between us.

Zoë looks at me with a smile that I like to think that she keeps only for me, "I wonder whose cloud Aiata wanted to eat." 

That's it; I can't take anymore of the absolute fun we have found here. I fall to the ground laughing, feeling free enough to do that here and not caring if it wasn't allowed anyway. 

"She wants my popsicle," I cry when I can catch a breath.

Zoë leans over me trying to pout and fails as she holds her breasts out with her bright smile, "But I thought she wanted these cherries." 

I reach up and take each nipple into my hands to pinch them and hold them just tight enough that my pretty lady hisses in pleasure at the slight pain.

"Harder," Zoë yells as she stays so still above me and I do as she tells me. After a long minute of enjoying my fingers driving her crazy she touches me, giving my hardness a long slow stroke and then she stands to pull her nipples out of my hands and gasps at the pain of what she has just done.

"Let's find a boat. You're driving." This time I'm not happy about her changing the subject but what little distress I have disappears instantly when I see my lady rubbing her so obviously sore boobs and I smell her arousal. 

I look down at my erection, "Am I going to steer it with this?"

"Well, if you think it's big enough to use as a rudder; of course."

I laugh again looking up at the prettiest lady I have ever seen and realize just how much we have laughed and truly enjoyed our lives since we came to this place; this paradise that we didn't know about.

"Come on you silly fool, lets go and have some more fun," Zoë tells me as she helps me to my feet.

The pier, when we get there hand in hand, has all kinds of boats moored to it from fast little rockets to kayaks but Zoë walks to the end and waits by a huge gondola looking thing. 

"This is what I want," she tells me with shining eyes. 

I can only laugh. It's obvious that when she sits in it the only way I can steer it is by standing above her like in Venice. I bow deeply from the waist to her and offer her my hand to help her to step down into the red plush center of the boat. She sits facing backwards with her legs spread wide showing me the treat that I will always want.

"Take me to the Manor, boy," she tells me with stern eyes staring up at me. 

Those eyes will drive me crazy. They certainly don't melt me; I can't be any harder from that look. 

I hurry and fumble and fuck up trying to get us going but in the end I am standing proudly on the little platform at the stern showing Zoë my hardness as I try to steer us upstream. I am proud to say that I only run us aground twice as I guide the long boat holding my love to the mansion. She sits below me with her legs obscenely wide on the plush seat as I stand above her and occasionally touches herself, "I'm not going to cum this afternoon and you, my gondolier, are going to be forever hard for me, aren't you."

"You can't ask that of a man!" 

My lady lies spread below me with her hands busy between her legs, "But I do ask that. I demand that."

"I can only try to obey then."

When we get to the pier below the mansion I am still a little hard and Zoë looks so wonderful on the seat below me. She has touched herself below me just enough to keep me erect. 

It is lucky that there is an island man at the pier to help me dock the boat because I am so distracted by the lady I have been staring at. 

"I thought you looked wonderful standing above me with your mast pointing the way, Zoë tells me"

I can't help it, "But I saw my port the whole time!"

That sounds so corny we are now having trouble just getting off the pier we are laughing so hard. 

The shade of the trees that cover the path up to the huge pool in front of the mansion and the constant breeze try to cool us but they don't have a chance with the looks we are giving each other as we hold hands while we saunter up it. 

You don't walk in paradise, you stroll, you saunter, or you run as fast as ever you can in fun as we do when we get to the top of the path. That's what we do, we run down the grass to splash into the pool after stopping at the top of the path to stare at the thatch topped mansion with its wings towering over its huge pool. Nobody is chasing anybody; we are just running side by side as we laugh loud enough to be heard on the next island. I almost scrape my nose on the sandy bottom of the saltwater pool as I dive in. When I come up for air Zoë is nowhere in sight. I'm not worried; we were holding hands as we dove in. I finally see her swimming out to one of the islands in the huge pool. I know where she is going and I can't possibly catch her so I just lie on my back and kick myself along looking up at the blue sky studded with puffy clouds that seem to never rain on us.

When I get near to the island I know she's on I hear her beautiful laughter and the loud voice of the Lady Lydia. When I pull myself out of the water and walk naked and wet to the center of the island to sit at the table Zoë is at with the Lord Twiddlesmore and the Lady Lydia and an Asian couple.

"What took you so long?" I am asked in the so British voice of the Lady Lydia.

I sit down with my legs wide showing her my pierced cock, "I took as long as I wanted. I can't get lost, I'm on an island."

She laughs at that and I realize how much I love the sound of her laughter and everybody else's since I have been on here.

"Serge," Zoë says, "This is Meiko and Yoshie" I stand to shake the hand of the largest man I have seen in a long time and then just carefully touch the soft hand of the tiniest, prettiest little woman I have ever seen not counting Zoë.

"They are going to a party tonight that we need to attend," Zoë tells me.

"Do we?"

The tiny Meiko looks up at me, "It would be nice if you came. I am going to bind Yoshie so tight and leave him on display. You better talk to your lady to see if you really want to come."

When they leave us I look at my lady with very surprised eyes.

"Oh yes, Baby, I am going to be your slave tonight."

"Ok," I say not too surprised, "Starting when?" 

She holds her tits up at me, "Starting now."

"What time is this party?"

"When my master takes me there."

I try to get my thoughts together and stall for a moment, "Ok slave you are already naked so I think I will dress you for tonight."

"Yes master."

"Follow me," I tell her as I stand and walk out onto the promenade below the mansion. "Keep your hands behind you as if they are cuffed. We are going shopping and you will wear what I buy you."

"Yes Master."

I'm surprised; the first shop I lead my new slave to has a collar and a leash to go with it. I love the look Zoë gives me as I lock the collar on her and attach the leash.

"Would you like cuffs to go with the collar?" the island girl asks me when I take the leash in my hand.

"Yes," I say as I use the chain to pull my slave's face close to me. "Put ankles and wrist cuffs on her, I'll wait. She has to."

I stare at Zoë's eyes as the girl locks the cuffs on my slave. She winces each time a cuff is locked onto her and I can smell her arousal as I hold her still.

"Do you want her hands locked behind her or in front?"

I slide my hands down over my lady, over her tits and touch her very wet pussy, "In front. She needs to touch herself when her Master tells her to."

"Are you taking her to the party tonight?"

"Yes, she's asked to be my slave," I say as I pinch a nipple and get a loud hiss of enjoyment or maybe pain. After what Zoë has asked of me I don't care which.

"She needs something to think about."

"What's that?"

The girl laughs and takes out two large brass balls, "No woman can forget having these inside her. Shall I put them in or will you?"

I smile, "You do it. Tell my slave how you want her and I'll watch."

She smiles at me and points at the counter next to her. "Get up here and show me your cunt slave!"

Zoë starts breathing very hard and then jumps up, and lies back where she has been told to be to grab her ankles and lift her legs as high and wide as she can.

The island girl looks at the wet and open pussy in front of her with a smile, "I see you have a very obedient slave sir."

I watch as the girl uses her fingers to push the first ball deep into my lady and then she pushes in the next and lingers there; playing with the bald pussy that is so willingly shown to her. "Will you let me lick your slave and give her an orgasm?"

"Of course you can," I tell her and I watch as Zoë struggles to hold her legs up as the girls head is busy between them.

When Zoë quickly cums the girl looks up at me with her wet face, "Thanks, that was so much fun and she is so tasty."

"Master I don't know if I can keep these balls in me," Zoë tells as I lead her out of the shop on shaky legs by the leash attached to her new collar.

"You have to."

"Yes sir."

"Now, let's get you dressed like the slut I need you to look like tonight." 

The shops along the promenade amaze me. Soon I have my slave dressed as I want. Zoë now follows me in stay up fishnet stockings and heels so high that I almost feel sorry for her. Her black skirt is so tight and short that anyone can see her naked pussy as she follows me and the white tube top I picked for her is so thin that her nipples are totally visible. The best part is the slutty make up I have had put on her at the last shop. Her lips are so red and her eyelashes are so heavy with mascara and eyeliner.

"Sir, aren't you going to wear anything to the party?" my new slut asks me as she teeters behind me on her heels. 

"You are right," I answer.

I lead my slave by the leash back to the store I got it from. When I lead her out this time I am wearing a heavy leather harness that is so tight on my chest and wraps my cock and balls to show them off nicely.

"Are you happy now?" I ask my slave as I lead her to the party.

"Yes I want my Master to be perfect."

"Will you do anything I tell you to do when we get there? It is a bondage orgy; Meiko told you that."

"I asked to be a slave tonight didn't I," Zoë tells me with a slight quaver in her voice.

"Master your slave needs one more thing."

"What is that, slave?"

"Please lock my wrists behind me. I need to feel totally helpless if I am going to do this."

I stop to do as she asks. When I unlock her wrists Zoë quickly turns around holding them behind herself for me to relock them. I slap her ass and laugh at her surprised squeak of pain, "That is the last thing you can ask of me tonight. Except one and that is when you want to leave and our game is done."

"Yes, we need that don't we; I will tell you twice that I want to leave. Once is just playing."

When I pick up her leash again the look she gives me is pure lust or maybe it is her finally realizing her total submission and we are both breathing very hard, "Thank you Master." 

"Walk in front of your Master like the slut you are now. Your name is Urlene now. I want to watch your ass sway as we go to the party."

Zoë can't help but give a laugh, "Urlene! What kind of name is that?"

"It's the name of the slut in front of me."

She lowers her head, "Of course Master. Thank you for choosing my new name."

I love the sight of the slave walking in front of me. It has always been Zoë's fantasy to be a slave and now I am really starting to enjoy it too. I am so very erect. It almost hurts; I am so hard as I proudly parade it behind her.

Her hands are held behind her by thick wrist cuffs and I can see her ass cheeks under her short skirt as she struts like a slut in the ridiculously high heels I found for her. The leash that I have draped over her right shoulder hits her ass with each step and the mesh stockings just top off the whole look.

When we get near the pavilion where the party is being held I order my slave to stop. I walk around her and drop the leash down her front, "There is one more thing a cock sucking slave has to have," I tell her as I lean down to rip the knees out of her stockings.

"Now you look perfect." I pick up the leash and lead my slave inside knowing that she is strutting behind like she has been told.

What I see when I lead Urlene into the pavilion is a complete bondage orgy; there are men and women tied up and kneeling everywhere. Slaves are doing what their Masters and Mistress' want. Zoë, no, Urlene stops and the leash goes tight. I can feel her tension but its to late now. I drop her leash and point to a man at random, "Go and ask to suck his cock. Come and find me when he is done with you."

"Yes Master," my slave answers as she looks at me with wild and very wide eyes before running over to him and kneels in front of him. She talks to him and he smiles down at her and just points at his crotch. His slave opens his pants to pull his cock out. Urlene leans in and her head begins to move up and down between his legs. 

A soft hand pulling on my arm turns me away from watching my Urlene suck a stranger's cock. "Would you like to see how I have bound Yoshie? I see you have dressed your slave well. Zoë seemed so excited when I told her about this party and I see you have such an eager slut now." The tiny girl looks at my raging hard cock and takes it in her hands, "I knew you would come to our party." 

She squeezes me with hands so small that she has to use both to even come close to circling me. "I want you to fuck me in front of my bound man." Meiko starts stroking my cock and playing with the rings that pierce it as she leads me across the room until I can see Yoshie lying on the floor with a ball gag in his mouth and wrapped in a mile of rope with his hard cock sticking straight up. Meiko lies on a lounger in front of him and spreads her legs for me. I get onto it after her and cover her body, my cock seeking what she is offering. 

"Wait," she cries as she reaches for some oil to put on me. "I'm so wet but we need this if you are ever going to fit!"

I stay on my hands and knees above her as small hands rub oil onto me. When she is done she lies back down below me with her hands holding herself open for me, "Please put that thing into me. I lower myself feeling hands guiding me and stop at the gasp when my tip only just gets into her. "More! I can take it all! I know I can!" She yells into my chest as she pulls me down onto her and deeper into her, "Don't be gentle!" Meiko yells as she lifts her legs and starts urging me even deeper with her heels. When I am all the way into her tightness she starts moving under me pushing herself up at me as I drive down on her. I can't believe that the tiny girl can take all of me but I feel her soft pubic hairs each time I plunge all the way into her. Its amazing how fast she orgasms under me. She doesn't seem to know what to do with her arms and legs as her entire body shudders under me. I feel her pussy spasm on me and then I cum in her and push deep filling her with all the sperm I have. 

When I roll off Meiko I see Urlene standing beside us with cum all over her face. One of her tits is out of the tiny top and her skirt is pulled up around her waist, "I came to find you Master." Someone has relocked her hands in front of her.

"Yes you are good slave aren't you? Now go and sit on Yoshie's cock and don't get off it until you make him cum and it goes soft in you and his sperm coats your ass and thighs. Our eyes are locked on each other as Urlene backs away and sinks down to guide the cock I told her to have into her and starts to slowly rock on it with her hands on his legs as she sits backwards on him. She starts humming and picks up some of the cum on her tit with a finger and brings it to her mouth and sucks it off and we still haven't broken eye contact. I get off the lounger to stand in front of her straddling the bound body of Yoshie with my wet cock close in front of Urlene's mouth. She is panting as she rocks back and forth below me and looks up at me with hooded eyes filled with lust when she opens her mouth wide to suck my softness into her and her tongue licks me as she tastes another woman.




Paradise Ch. 03



Meiko moves to stand behind the woman fucking her man and squats to put her cum filled pussy over his face and begins to play with Urlene's tits. When I pull myself out of her mouth I leave her holding the tiny hands touching her tight to her as she has a loud orgasm. 

As I walk away I tell Urlene to find a man to lick her clean and suck as many cocks as she can in hour and then look for me again. I hope she heard me because the two girls are moaning as they get close to another orgasm. Yoshie must be enjoying my cum as he is giving his cum to my slave and his tongue to his mistress.

I can't believe what I see as move about with a drink that I get from a kneeling girl chained to the floor. I don't know how she has drinks on her tray but that's not what I need to know. Yes, I enjoyed fucking Meiko but now I am just waiting for my love to fulfill her fantasy. 

The hour isn't close to being up when Urlene comes and rubs herself against me with her wrists locked behind her again, "I've had enough. I've had enough!"

I instantly undo her hands and take off the cuffs to throw them on the floor and hold my lady tight. 

"Please take me home, but first give me back my name."

"Zoë I just pretended to give you that stupid name."

I feel the tension leave her body when I say her name. I am a man and as dumb as the rest but I find just enough intelligence to wait for her so say something, anything.

She hugs me as tight as she can, "I loved my fantasy."

I hear the implied 'but' and wait. "Tonight was wild but it wasn't what I dreamed. I won't say I didn't have fun though." 

Zoë pulls away from me to look down at herself. She's a mess with one stocking down around her ankle and her top and skirt are a black and white bands on her waist. She laughs, "I like these stupid heels though. I think I'll keep them."

"Do you want to go back to our beach shack now," I ask. 

"Yes, please."

"Where's your leash?"

"I don't know it disappeared long ago. Will you take me out of here by my hand instead?"

"Do you want me to take off your slave collar first?" I ask with real concern.

"No! That was the best part of a weird night." Zoë giggles, "It took both Meiko and Yoshie to lick all of his cum out of me. The look in your eyes as you put it on me because I asked you to do it will stay in my mind forever. I think I will leave it on for a few days if you don't mind. We both know that I asked for this but I want to go now."

When I lead Zoë out with her hand held tight in mine as she asked I am not surprised to see Nunui standing beside one of the little carts they call cars here. I wonder how these islanders know when we need them. 

On the ride to our shack Zoë leans in tight to me. I sense that she is already feeling better, "After you left us I helped to untie Yoshie and we went off to a corner with him guarding us because we all felt done. I could see you wandering around avoiding all the advances as you waited for me. 

I disobeyed my master and I didn't suck anymore cocks and why I waited almost the whole hour before finding you is beyond me. I had a long chat with Meiko and Yoshie; they both want to thank you for the pleasure you gave them. They would like to meet us again under different circumstances though."

"You know I have to spank my slave for what you did, don't you."

Zoë smiles at me and leans in even closer and looks at me, "Yes I look forward to that but not tonight please."

Nunui starts laughing, "If you spank her tonight you might fall off the balcony again tomorrow."

He doesn't even flinch as Zoë slaps his back with wild eyes, "You did push him off that day!"

"No, it's not my fault if Serge can't see a foot in front of him when he's that close to the edge."

"I felt a hand on my back!" 

"That's the problem with being naked. If you had a shirt on I could have saved you."

"Oh, oh. I think I need diving lessons." 

"You've already had your first one."

"So you did push him!"

Nunui just laughs as he drives through the soft night. I realize he has done what was needed to lighten the mood and lean back to watch the moon as it hangs above the palms and then disappears as we go through a deep tunnel of thick jungle while I hold my pretty lady tight.

We are kissing passionately when we are brought to our beach shack and smile in embarrassment as we are welcomed by Leilani. She leads us in and urges us towards the tub on the deck. When we are both in Leilani and Nunui join us and begin to wash us with scented soaps and rub us with oils that smell of the islands; they are pampering us with gentle attention. There is no sex now, there is just the sensual feeling of being touched everywhere and cared for by islanders who feel for us and know what they are doing as they calm their guests and ready them for bed and sleep.

The soft sheets of our bed caress our bodies as we nestle in together after our islanders dry us and lead us to it so we can finally be in it after another long day. We hold each other close and kiss and know no more as the night takes us into its quiet arms.