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Chrissie: A Slut

6/7/2010

Chrissie stared out at the ocean; the view from her one-bedroom
villa was astounding. The ocean waves lapped at the sand
and the beaches glittered in the sunlight. The scene before
her was unlike any she'd seen anywhere else, but then
again the thirty-three-year-old divorcee hadn't
seen a lot from the window of her two story home. What amazed
her more than anything was the fact she was even here.


Her husband had left her for another woman and Chrissie
had been devastated. She had signed papers, ending her
twelve-year marriage and then in the arms of another, a
part of her was awakened. Though they both cared for each
other, it wasn't love. When they parted ways romantically,
Chrissie had left with a sense of self. She was a new woman
and her former lover helped her experience, many new things.
This trip was his reward to her, his gift, he called it.


When she'd read, the brochure and the rules concerning
clothing her jaw had dropped. Bryan had taken her hand and
squeezed it, reminded her how she would become aroused
when they made love in his outdoor pool or had sex in public
places, not to mention her desire to walk around his place
and hers naked; he explained this was his way of thanking
her and helping her to explore this need to expose herself
to the world. After dinner and lovemaking, she asked him
if he'd go with her. He declined telling her that it
was time they ended their intimacies. He was interested
in a woman from work; he thought she could be "the one."
A week later he waved goodbye to her and she was on a plane
heading to the nudist resort.


Nudity was encouraged throughout the entire resorts facilities,
all the time. There were no street clothes allowed, so when
she did arrive at her destination and received her villa's
key, she slipped all her clothes off and sat down on her large
king bed. It took her sometime to work up the nerve to approach
the window that faced the ocean. Now anyone could see her
and her imperfections. Bryan told her what she called imperfections
were what many men loved, large breasts, round ass and just
enough around her tummy that a man knows he's holding
a woman. That was when she started parading herself in front
of him. He couldn't keep his hands off her.


Someone passed her window and she jumped back.


"Shit, " she muttered, her breath caught in
her chest. She was scared they'd seen her, but she shook
off the thought and told herself to enjoy her vacation.
No one was perfect, not even super models. She left her villa
and her flip flops were the only thing on her body, with the
exception of a pair of earrings.


The first thing she did was head to the beach. She wanted
to slide into the water and hide. She walked past other nude
guests. There were people littering the sand and the water.
Eventually a part of her relaxed and she told herself two
things. One was, if ladies of all shapes and sizes could
do this, then so could she. Another thing she told herself,
was no one knew her on this beach and so what they thought
would not stop her from having a good time.


She stepped into the water and proceeded to walk further
into the cool liquid. She dove in and swam out a good distance
from the beach. There she tread water and watched couples
as well as individuals enjoy the hot morning. Her gaze glanced
over a pair of bronzed bodies and she let herself focus on
them for several minutes. She was lost in the movements
of the man's hands sliding across the woman's
shoulders as he covered her with sun screen when all of a
sudden she was pushed from behind.


She swam a short distance and then turned around in the water.
A rush of lust slammed into her as she took in the chiseled
features of another nudist. "Sorry, " she
quickly said, noticing he'd stopped swimming and
was staring back at her.


He made a funny face and asked, "For what? I slammed
into you." He reached for her and she jerked back.
She blushed when she saw him retrieve a volleyball that
had gotten pulled out to sea.


"First time?" he asked and then shouted for
the folks on the beach. He launched the ball and it was then
that she realized he had to have been standing on the ocean
floor, because he was very sure in his movements.


"How tall are you?" she asked. "Sorry,
that was rude."


He chuckled. "Rude? Asking how tall I am is rude? I'm
six-six." He laughed at her jaw dropping stare and
pushed her mouth closed with two fingers pushing on her
chin. "Now that reaction was rude."


"Sor . . . "


"Stop! Don't say it." He laughed and angled
his head to the right and then left. "You're five-four,
right?"


She blinked rapidly. "How'd you do that?"



"I saw ya swim in." He winked and watched her
laugh. "I was the one that threw the volleyball out
here too."


"Oh, smooth move there, "she said. "My
name's Chrissie."


"Michael, " he answered back. "So Chrissie
you're a virgin to the resort and I am not, want to be
my guest for tonight's activities?"


"You're sure your wife won't mind?"
she asked.


"Smooth move there Chrissie. I don't have a wife.
I don't have a steady girlfriend either. I am not attached
though I come here with a ready libido and an appetite to
match it."


"My libido needs stroked, my appetite is famished
and I'm not attached either."


Michael winked and swam closer to her. "I can take
care of all three of your needs in one day."


She laughed and added, "I'm sure you could. How
about a late breakfast first."


"If you insist."


They left the ocean and proceeded to walk along the shoreline
until a woman with long black hair ran up to them. Chrissie
stopped dead in her tracks when the vivacious female launched
herself at Michael and he barely had time to grab her ass,
hold her and steady himself. Chrissie stepped back and
watched the interaction. The woman wrapped her arms around
Michael's neck and her legs around his waist. Her lips
captured his and Chrissie watched two tongues battle it
out. Eventually, the girl released her victim and slid
down his hard body. "Hey, " she said to Chrissie,
a friendly grin covered her face.


"Hi, " she answered back with a nervous grin
of her own.


"Danni, glad to see you babe, " Michael said
and swatted her backside. "This is Chrissie. Chrissie
this is Danni, She-Devil of Jamaica."


Danni stuck out her tongue. "I'm an angel until
the first drink, " she said and placed her hands on
her hips.


"Where are you headed?" Michael asked.


Danni smirked. "To the bar."


Chrissie and Michael both laughed and Danni smiled wickedly.
"Bye, nice meeting you Chrissie. See ya tonight .
. . I'm sure Michael has already nabbed you for his date."



Before Chrissie could answer, Danni squealed and ran in
the direction of another resort guest, this one a woman
that was enveloped in a welcoming embrace.


"Popular girl?" Chrissie asked.


Michael chuckled. "Yea, she's a doll too. She's
the sweetest woman I've ever met. Her and her husband
run the Whitewater Rafting Adventure here on the island.
That is something to experience. You forget all about who
looks good with swaying breasts and hung cocks when you
have water threatening to kill you if you don't concentrate
on the raft." He took her hand in his and they walked
toward the Porch Dining Room, where regular breakfast
was still being served.


"Looks like we made it, " Chrissie commented
when she noted the time on the wall and the time printed on
the room's menus.


"Yep, " Michael said.


He ordered a meal big enough to feed three hungry adult men
and Chrissie ordered a small fare. "You'll need
your energy for those other activities I have to cover today,
so you can eat off my plate if you want."


"You mean your plates, " she winked. "And
what activities?"


"The stroking of the libido and getting you attached."



"I thought I was attached to you for the evening and
you have already started working on the stroking part.
I saw where your hand went after Danni grabbed you, "
Chrissie said.


"You saw that huh?" Michael popped a strawberry
into her mouth and winked. "Good."


Chrissie chewed on the succulent meat and found herself
growing more relaxed. By the time the meal was over she forgot
she was naked. However, when they stood she suddenly remembered,
because in front of her was Michael and a very large, thick,
and hard cock. "See, I told ya."


"I never said I wasn't, " Michael smirked.
"But I can't openly do that here. There are rules
you know. We can walk around nude, but we can't go jerking
it off whenever we want. It's human nature to walk around
half cocked when you're surrounded by sweet ladies
like you and Danni."


"Then maybe I should go so you can take care of that."
Though she admitted, she wouldn't mind helping the
man out. Her sex was throbbing with the idea of taking his
meat into her slick opening, but she bit back the offer.



"I'd like to see how long I can hold out in the presence
of your company."


She groaned and he laughed when she said, "I don't
think you'll last long, because I won't let you."



"Good, " Michael replied with a no nonsense
approach to the subject. "For now though we'll
head over to The Fig Leaf Boutique and you can buy yourself
something to remember your first day here."


Her laughter erupted. "Michael, do you think there
is anyway I'd ever forget my first day at a nudist resort?"



"Probably not." He wrapped his arm around her
back, his height dwarfing hers. Together they left the
dining porch. They spent the next two hours together walking
side by side with some part of their bodies always touching.
His hand on her shoulders, or in her hair was a constant distraction
to her body. Her fingers would innocently brush against
his erection when she wanted to stretch and point out something
on a high shelf, purposely she'd turn her body just
so.


When their stomachs started to growl, Chrissie asked him
back to her villa. He declined, but did so in a way that made
her stop and wonder what he was up to. It didn't take
long to find out. He led her back to the Beach Bar. He ordered
a plate of fresh fruits and a bottle of wine. Both were billed
to his room. Chrissie followed him to the beach where several
others were eating and talking. She was a bit put off, thinking
she'd be able to take care of his jumping cock and her
slick cunt, but she decided to bite back her disappointment
and let him carry on. "Besides, " she kept telling
herself, "there is always tonight."


She took a seat on the sand after he had pulled a towel from
one of the resort's tables and laid it down for her.
Then he sat down next to her and told her to lie back. He was
ready to eat.


"Huh?" she asked.


"Chrissie . . . didn't you know what the activities
were when you booked your vacation here? I mean I know this
is your first time to the island, but surely you knew about
the Nude Appreciation Week Celebration . . . didn't
you?" Michael studied her, a look of disappointment
on his face as well as confusion.


"My vacation was a present from a friend, a very wicked
friend, but a friend just the same."


Michael's mood changed and his expression was full
of mirth. "Wicked indeed. This whole week is devoted
to celebrating the body. We can't jerk off or have sex
in the dining rooms until tonight and we can't jerk
off or have sex in the shops or on the streets, just in designated
areas and just this week. It isn't required of course
and that is why the dining rooms are sex free zones until
after eight p.m. and the streets and shops are sex free zones
all week. The other places though . . . the beach after ten
a.m., the bar, the activities that are planned, scuba diving,
horseback riding, fuck even Danni's Whitewater Rafting
if one can manage it, is a Free Sex Zone."


Chrissie's jaw dropped. Bryan never said anything
like that. He just told her it was a nudist resort. The more
she thought about it the more she knew Bryan had known about
this special week. She was going to thank him in a most rewarding
way if he wasn't attached to the woman he was possibly
in love with . . . and if he was attached she'd make sure
he got a wonderful wedding present.


"You're hungry?" she asked.


"Hell ya, " he grinned and grabbed a thick watermelon,
its rind removed. Chrissie watched him move like a feline.
His eyes drank in her slick cunt, the juice had run down her
thighs and dried there, but fresh beads of honey slowly
made their own path of sin. A hum escaped her as the slice
of pink, seedless fruit was pushed into her pussy. She gasped
at the cold feeling that rushed over the inner fleshy surfaces.



"Michael, " she moaned and leaned back on her
elbows, with her knees bent and her legs spread wide. Her
muscles squished the meat that he'd pushed into her
and the juices flowed with the sweet fluids of her sex. She
trembled when she saw Michael's face disappear between
her thighs. "Oh fuck, " she growled and watched
as he ate away at his lunch.


She felt his nose press against her clit as his fingers spread
her lips open and his tongue began to push into her hole.
The watermelon went deeper until she squeezed and lifted
her hips then it slipped out a little. She heard him slurp
up some of the extracted meat and then it slid back in. He
tongue-fucked her until she was bucking up against him.
Her attention was temporarily distracted by a scream that
filled the air. Michael never let up on his meal; she turned
her head and witnessed several couples engaging in some
very hard core public displays of affection.


One couple was fucking doggy style, another took on the
sixty-nine position and a group of four friends were enjoying
a number of activities. Her thought process registered
all she'd seen and then added it to the wonderful sensations
that Michael was giving her and she fell back on her arms,
lifted her ass high in the air, wrapped her legs around his
head and rode his face until she was gushing her fluids all
over his features.


She heard his words of praise and she came again. He licked
her up, fucked her with abandon and swallowed every once
of her honey as well as the rest of the melon that had been
jettisoned from her slippery home.


"Delicious, " he growled and raised himself
over her. His cock was hard and he needed relief. "Ready?"



"Fuck yes "


He laughed and grabbed a condom from the plate were the food
had been laid. "The Resort thinks of everything, "
he said. He ripped open the plastic and wrapped his dick
in latex. He ran his cock head along her slit, wetting the
swollen member. His fingers gripped her hips and he slammed
into her. There was no love, no compassion concerning fair
skin and bruises. He needed to fuck her pussy and she was
wanting him to.


"Michael, harder. Pound my cunt!" She screamed
words that were echoed by many. Her head moved left and right.
She watched couples pounding away at each other; she watched
men sucking on women's tits and women taking cocks,
several at a time. She came again just as Michael did.


He sprayed his seed into his sheath and shuddered his relief.
"Damn, baby."


He pulled his dick from her and then covered her body with
his. "You like all that." He nodded his head
toward the wanton display of legs and arms, pussies and
cocks.


"Yes, " she said and whimpered when his cock
slid from her.


"You'll love the party. Hell, babe you'll
love the week."


She laughed and rolled him to his back, though he didn't
give much of an effort to stop her. "I have a feeling
I will. So do you show me around some more or fuck me some more?"



He laughed. "You'll wear me out before the tonight
if I'm not careful." He rolled back on top of her
and kissed her neck. "I'll see you tonight, doll
baby, looks like Danni's on the prowl."


She glanced over to where Michael had been looking. "Looks
like she's got plans for you."


"For me? No, babe, those dark eyes are on you, not me."
He stood up and waved to the slim woman with the black hair.
Her body glistened with water and her pussy had a landing
strip of black curls. "Enjoy yourself sexy."



He left Chrissie. Chrissie watched him pat Danni's
ass as he walked past.


"Enjoying yourself?" Danni asked when she
finally reached her side.


"Yes. You?"


"Yea, I've had fun. My hubby and that little number
over there, " Danni pointed to a short blonde giving
a brunette a blow job, "we had a fine time earlier.
I saw you and Jus and was wondering if perhaps I couldn't
get in on the action, but then I remembered I had to revise
the schedule for tomorrow's rafting excursion. Are
you coming on that?" she asked and extended her hand
to Chrissie.


Chrissie placed her hand in Danni's and stood up. "We'll
see." She bent down to pick up the towel and fruit.



"Leave it. The crews will come by in a bit and clean
up. Did Michael take you down to Della's?" Danni
asked.


"No. What's down at Della's?" she
asked.


"Only the best massage ever "


The two women walked hand in hand between rolling bodies
of sweat and sex. They reached the resorts main building
and then up to the third floor.


"This floor is all Della's. There are saunas,
hot tubs, mud baths, massages, pedicure and manicures,
not to mention a full salon, all at your disposal, "
Danni explained as she opened the door to the establishment.



Chrissie stepped in and was immediately flocked by two
women. Twin redheads pressed against both her and Danni.
"Hey Danni, " the redhead on the right said.



"Hey Katie, " Danni answered and pressed a
kiss to the girl's lips.


"I thought you couldn't, " Chrissie whispered.



The other redhead laughed. "You're safe here,
anywhere in the hotel except the dining areas."


"Oh okay, " Chrissie said.


Danni winked and took Chrissie's hand. "Come
on. Katie, Laura, we want the full body treatment."



The twins giggled with excitement. "Wonderful, "
they said simultaneously.


The four women left the lobby and entered a room that had
one wall of glass that faced the rocky cliffs. The sight
was breathtaking. There were two tubs full of hot water,
the steam rolled in puffs of smokey haze. "This way, "
Laura said. She took Chrissie's hand and led her to
the tub on the left. "Climb in."


Chrissie did. She glanced and saw that Katie had taken Danni
over to the other tub. Danni slid in and then Katie joined
her. Laura joined Chrissie.


"Lay back, " Laura commanded.


She did.


Her eyes closed as she let the steam surround her. She was
blanketed by it and when she felt the gentle, yet firm hands
of her tub partner she moaned in pleasure. Fingers caressed
her ankles and she purred as those little teasing muscles
moved up her calves and worked at knots Chrissie didn't
even know existed. As Laura's hands moved, so did Katie's.
She was treating Danni to the same thrills and Chrissie
opened her eyes to watch.


She saw Katie slide closer and knew her hands were on Danni's
thighs. Glancing at Danni's face she could tell the
woman was loving the ministrations. When she saw Danni's
lips part and heard the knowing moan, she knew Katie had
reached the little black landing strip of hair. Chrissie
whimpered, longing to touch the black curls was easily
determined from the hungry lust in her eyes.


"You'll get your turn at her, " Laura's
voice reached Chrissie. Chrissie turned back and felt
Laura's fingers pet her cunt. Laura never entered
Chrissie's pussy, she just massaged the lips, teasing
and pulling them until Chrissie was moaning. She lay back
and felt experienced hands move over her stomach and caress
the soft belly. Her skin was rich with need and she trembled
with want. My tits, " she moaned.


Laura laughed. "Danni just whispered that too."



"Mmmm . . . " Chrissie mumbled. A low primal growl
of lust escaped her lungs when she felt two hands begin to
assault her tits. They squeezed them, pressed them back
into her form and massaged them. Chrissie hissed when Laura
pinched her nipples, teasing and taunting them until they
peeked with hunger.


Laura slipped up Chrissie's body. "Are you ready?
Danni is."


Chrissie shook her head, lazily stood up and was helped
from the tub. Laura led her to a large, vinyl bed. Katie was
there as was Danni. "Lay down, " Laura told
Chrissie.


She crawled onto the bed, pausing for a moment to kiss her
new friend Danni. Their tongues danced and when they parted,
both knew they'd want more. Chrissie lay on her back
and watched Danni move over her. She straddled her head
with her knees and her hips with her arms. "Nice cunt,
Chrissie, " Danni said.


Chrissie blushed, but whispered the same words as Danni
proudly displayed her landing strip pussy to Chrissie's
face. Laura slid up next to the two women and sat on her knees.
She took her hands and began to run them up and down Danni's
back and then spread her ass cheeks. As she did, Katie came
down and made a home for her face between Chrissie's
pussy.


"Can we share?" Katie asked Danni.


There wasn't a word or phrase that demanded they all
begin, but something happened and Chrissie felt two tongues
assault her cunt. "Fuck!"


Chuckles and giggles filled the air as the four women began
to play. Laura took a lubricated finger and began fucking
Danni's ass. Chrissie opened her mouth and began to
drink up juices that were flowing thick from Danni's
pussy. Danni and Katie took turns eating Chrissie's
cunt, until there was enough honey dripping from her hole
that Katie scooped up several oozing drops and eased her
fingers into Chrissie's puckered entrance. Voices
were muffled, but the words of "Harder" "Yes"
"Right there" and "Oh my God, I'm
coming" were made out.


Chrissie's juices flowed over the two women's
faces and she drank her fill of Danni's juice. Katie
and Laura ass fucked the two women, bringing both their
clients to orgasm and when they shuddered and gasped the
two women knew they had done their job. The twins left Chrissie
and Danni resting quietly on the bed.


A couple of hours passed when the sexually induced nap was
suddenly over. Chrissie jerked awake and then lay back
as Danni's head was busy running up and down Chrissie's
sex. She came again and then returned the favor. When the
two women left they agreed to meet at the dinner party along
with Michael.


Chrissie left Della's and headed back to her villa
suite. There she showered and ordered room service. She
wanted something to eat, since only Michael ate the fruit.
The tap on her door signaled her light lunch's arrival;
she opened her door. The sight of a black man standing there
wearing nothing but the required resort uniform . . . a smile,
made her pulse race.


"A Tossed Salad and juice?" the man asked.


"Yes, please come in." She stepped back and
watched the well-hung man. A low hum of satisfaction left
her lips and she tried to cover it up with a cough.


He turned back and looked at her. "Is there anything
else?"


She swallowed and bit her lower lip. "Umm . . . no."



Her voice lied and she could tell by the resort employee's
cock that he knew it. The member was half hard when he'd
walked in. She remembered Michael saying that was a common
thing to see. Now though, the gentleman's cock was
growing and Chrissie's eyes were devouring it. "Are
you sure?" he asked.


"No." She laughed.


"You know we here at Eden Bay want to make your stay
as enjoyable as we can. So if there is something you want
or need, please don't hesitate to ask, " he said.



Chrissie's eyes ran over his dark shoulders and sparse
curly hair that littered his chest. When she gazed on his
cock she almost melted. "You did bring the wrong dressing
for my salad." She walked over and closed the distance
between them.


"My name's Tim, " he told her.


"Chrissie."


"Chrissie, I apologize for bringing the wrong dressing.



"I'll find my own, " she whispered and
slipped to her knees.


Her hands moved over the thick tool and she began to worship
it. Never had she held such a massive piece of equipment.
Her fingers rubbed over the head and then she let them trail
paths of sin down the extended veins that stretched his
flesh. She palmed his balls, feeling their weight as she
played with his cock with her other hand. She stroked him
slow and then fast. Several times his moans filled the air
and she felt her pussy tightening.


She gazed up at the black man before her and he ran his fingers
into her hair. "Your creamy dressing is ready when
you are, " he told her.


She smiled, gathered up his shaved balls and sucked them
into her mouth. His testicles were huge and she used her
tongue to push the twin spheres around until they were tightening
inside her warm moist blanket. Chrissie released his balls
and sat back on her heels to admire his thick shaft. "Wow, "
she muttered and heard his laughter.


He placed the head against her mouth and she kissed the pre
cum covered tip. He groaned and she laughed. Her mouth opened,
her lips dropped down and rolled over the mushroom-shaped
head. His fingers tightened in her hair. "Oh fuck."



A giggle of pleasure vibrated over his dick and she bobbed
up and down on the head until she was ready for more of him.
She opened her mouth wide and took him inch by inch. She started
to gag and he made a move to lift her from his member, but she
growled and he chuckled, releasing her head and letting
her adjust her jaw and throat. When her lips hit the base
of his cock he gazed down. She looked up and could almost
see her reflection in his eyes. She knew she was a slut and
Bryan had known too, she was glad though, no longer would
she hide behind an apron or a man.


Her attention went to the mirror and she saw her mouth full
of black dick. She sucked and swallowed juices and then
he erupted against her throat. She drank his seed and then
when he shot a second rope out she drank that too. She grabbed
his cock base and moved her mouth from his dick. "Still
have some for me?" she hissed. Her lips were covered
in white milk.


"Fuck yes!"


"Give me my salad."


Tim reached for the expensive bowl and brought it over to
his dick. She released the base of his cock and he grunted
as she stroked the rest of his seed out and watched them spurt
over the fresh green leaves and rosy red tomatoes.


She licked his shaft clean and then stood up.


"Tim. This looks delicious."


He chuckled and asked if she needed any thing else. His eyes
traveled down to her cunt. "I've got plans for
this pussy, but thanks. I've never had a cock so big
in my throat. That was nice. You work all this week?"



"Yes. This isn't my regular job. I actually am
a Lawyer back in Florida, but I take a two-week vacation
here and this is my vacation . . . working during Nude Appreciation
Week and enjoying the sights during the rest of the time."



"Then I'm sure I'll have time with you and
that cock again?" she asked.


"Yes you will."


"Wonderful. Ummm . . . do I tip you?" she asked.



He laughed. "Baby girl, don't you think that
was a tip?"


She giggled and watched his hard black ass walk away. Chrissie
sat down and ate her salad, enjoying the salty dressing
and the sweet juice he'd brought her. When she was finished
with her meal she picked up her phone and called Bryan.


"Hello."


"Hey there, you sneaky bastard."


Laughter filled the phone and she laughed right back at
him.


"I take it you are enjoying yourself?" Bryan
asked.


"Yes " She told him about Michael and then Katie,
Laura, Danni and now Tim.


"How do you feel about it?"


"Alive "


"Good."


"Did you and that girl do the deed?" she asked.



"No, seems she's got a boyfriend. Damn, she kept
to herself so much. I didn't know she was involved with
anyone. After hearing you talk I wish I was there with you
You've got me hard and already wanting a piece of the
action."


"You know. My pussy is still aroused from sucking
that black cock. I bet we could help each other out."
She purred into the phone.


"Yea? Maybe if I tell you how my hand is wrapped around
my dick and I'm stroking myself, while I think about
your lips rolling over the head. You like that?"


"Mmmm . . . " Chrissie slipped two fingers into
her slick pussy. "I'm so hot and wet. I've
got two hands in my cunt, baby and my thumb is hitting my clit."



"Wonderful. Fuck yourself hard Care and think of
my dick slamming into you. The skin on my cock is rolling
over the head. There's pre cum oozing out."


"Taste it, Bryan. My fingers are soaked and I'm
going suck them clean. Taste your come for me baby."



Slurping sounds filled her ears and she gave her phone friend
the same audio pleasure.


"Three fingers baby. Give me three fingers in that
hot cunt. I'm stroking faster now, the pre cum is sliding
all over and my hands are sticky and wet. My balls are growing
tight."


"Fuck yes. I'm fucking my pussy harder baby.
Really pounding it, just like your cock would, if you were
here. Oh, God Bryan . . . it's getting harder to talk."



"Yea? Fuck it baby. Fuck that cunt. Wedge the phone
against your ear and neck and use your other hand. I want
you twisting your nipples while you finger-fuck yourself.
Harder bitch . . . oh fuck Chrissie. I'm stroking my
cock so fast."


"Yes... oh fuck yes. I'm soaked. My nails . . .
are scrapping my pussy walls. Ohhh. Mmm... Bryan I gotta
. . . "


"Come! Oh fuck baby come for me. I need to explode."



She grunted a low, thick sound as her body tightened. Every
joint throbbed and her eyes clenched tight as her come flowed
hot down her pussy and over her hand. "Tannnnnerrrr
. . . grrrr."


He growled too and moaned into the receiver. Hard breathing
was heard on both ends and when it settled Chrissie whispered,
"Bryan, when can you get here?"


"I'm on my way, " he told her.


"I'm still having fun while I wait for you."



"Of course you are. You're a slut remember."



She giggled. "See you soon, Lover." She knew
however, it would be a couple of days, since he had to fly
out and wasn't down the street like he was back at home.
They said their good byes.


She sat up, headed to the bathroom and drew a hot, bubble
bath. Once she slipped into the frothy lilac blanket she
leaned back and fell asleep.


Two hours later she woke up, either from the sound of the
rain hitting her villa roof or from the cold water, now bubble
free. She sighed and stood up, quickly took a hot shower,
washing away the left over bubble soap that had collected
on her skin. When she left the bathroom, it was with the intention
of dripping dry under the roof of her balcony. She did so
as the gentle rain fell and the wind kissed her skin.


She sat there contemplating her day. She'd done so
much and there was the dinner this evening to go to. She wondered
if she was up to it, then she laughed at herself. "Hell
yes, I'm ready for it "


The time was rolling around to six o'clock and she only
had two more hours to kill before meeting Michael and Danni.
She decided she'd do some shopping and invite everyone
she'd met back to her place and so she left her little
villa and headed to one of the shops in the resort's
large and spacious complex. The quick tropical rain had
come and gone.


Once there she took a shopping cart and wheeled about the
small grocery store. She picked up a few things she thought
would appeal to everyone and rounded the corner of one aisle
at the same time another customer/guest had. "I'm
sorry " she told them as she pulled her cart back.


The friendly "It's okay" filled her ears
and she glanced up at the voice. The man was older than her
and her eyes racked over him. Chrissie placed him around
sixty-seven. She thanked him and pushed her cart around
his. She purposely wiggled her ass when she walked by hoping
he'd noticed. He was a handsome man. His voice though
had melted her. It was English and the sound of his simple
"It's okay" had sent a drop of cream down
her pussy lips.


She took her time shopping and saw the English gentleman
every once in a while. When she made it to the counter she
was worked up and wanted fucked again. She looked at the
time and growled. There was still time to kill, more time
then she wanted there to be.


She left the store and rounded the corner of one of the buildings.
Suddenly her bag of goods was taken from her hand and she
was dragged to the back of a coffee shop. Her eyes grew wide
and she looked at her Englishman, relaxed slightly but
not completely.


"You little slut, waving that ass in my face and then
leaving me, " he growled into her ear.


A wave of heat washed over her. "Yea, I did. Fuck you
and let me go."


He looked at her close and saw her hunger. "Shut up
girl." He pushed her to the wall. Her tits scrapped
against the stucco building.


Chrissie gasped as her pussy grew slick and hot.


"What are you gonna do, Daddy?" she hissed back.



"Daddy huh? Yea, I'm old enough to be your dad.
I'm gonna fuck that tight ass." He slapped her
firm cheek. "Gonna let me ram your hole and fuck you
just so I can come?"


"Take my ass, Daddy . . . make me come."


He slapped her ass again. "Come or not. Don't
mean nothing to me. I need to come and that's all that
matters."


Her mysterious Englishman forced her legs open and she
played along by struggling against his demanding presence.
She pushed out her ass and he slapped it again. "Spank
me Daddy, oh fuck yes " she growled.


She felt his cock slide into her cunt and knew he was going
after natural lubricant to fuck her with. She curled her
fingers into fists and the wall tore at her flesh, never
cutting the skin, but scratching it. When she felt his cock
leave her pussy hole and travel up to her tight puckered
entrance she hissed in desire. "Take it. Take my ass
Daddy."


He rammed his dick into her and she cried out in shock over
his massive size. He pushed in and out of her. Over and over
and she shouted for him to fuck her faster. He answered her
demands and when she couldn't stand it anymore she
wedged her left hand between the wall and her cunt and began
to get off on it while her Englishman got off in her ass.


They both came, each one shivering and shuddering against
their rolling climaxes. When he pulled his soft cock from
her, he kissed her shoulder. "Are you going to be at
the dinner tonight?"


"Yes, " she whispered.


"See you there."


He left her and she spun around, leaned against the coffee
shop wall and sighed. "Amazing."


Chrissie made it back to her villa and quickly cleaned up
for the umteenth time that day. She headed to the Dining
Room for the eight o'clock dinner, that was open for
those wanting to eat and have sexual escapades. Her entire
body seemed alive. Her eyes were full of curiosity. Her
nipples tight and perky. Her pussy was wet as the thoughts
of all the people she'd met that day fueled her passion.
Each step she took brought her closer to the noisy Dining
Room, once there she opened the door and the smell of thousands
of low scented roses filled the room. The scent of come lingered
in the air.


It was only eight-thirty and already bodies were spread
out on tables, chairs, bar counters and floors. Condoms
littered the floors, but those were being picked up by white
gloved employees. Several wine buckets were full of latex
packages. Chrissie was burning with excitement. She searched
out bodies that she'd met and quickly spotted the redheaded
twins Katie and Laura. They were busy working over a couple
of what Chrissie learned were twin brothers. She made her
way to the second part of the Dining Room and came across
her Englishman.


She waved and he smirked, winked, but never let up on pounding
the hard ass of another man who was sucking the come from
a petite brunette covered pussy. Chrissie's eyes
drank all the flesh that was exposed to her. She gazed at
sexy little Asian women, thick hard-cocked black men.
A number of bronzed skinned natives were busy impaling
white bodies. Toys were vibrating and when she glanced
over to the right of the water fountain, she locked eyes
with Danni who was sucking on Tim's meat.


Finally she found the man who'd started her on this
naughty day of sin and she waved to him. Dinner at home was
forgotten as she felt his hands grab her waist and lift her
to the bar. He dove in and started to renew his friendship
with her cunt. She watched him eat her out. Eventually someone
was leaning over her and a cock was pushed into her throat.
She didn't know whose it was, didn't care either,
but she sucked it and swallowed the steamy fluids.


For four hours she fucked men and women. She shivered with
lust that rolled through her used body and all the while
she regretted nothing. No longer was the timid housewife
and sheltered girl going to let another keep her held down.
She let herself go.


The end.

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Wow.. erotic as hell...

6/7/2010

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a great story I hope it was true I would liked to have been
there to help you make the move to real life

6/7/2010

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keep those hot storys cumming they sure keep me cumming.

6/8/2010

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Wow, you have to keep this one going, it was funtastic....mmmm!

6/8/2010

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I so want to go to this resort to have my fill of the sun, sand
& sex!!

6/8/2010

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That is honestly the hottest story I have ever read on this
site - WELL DONE!

6/8/2010

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Luv the story, played with myself as I read it.

6/8/2010

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Ver well written story was hard from beginning to end

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Ummm, holy crap!

6/8/2010

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Very well done. Where is this resort?

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great story I hope it was true I would liked to have been there to help you make the move to real life. great story I hope it was true I would liked to have been there to help you make the move to real life

6/8/2010

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6/8/2010

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wow, what a great story. give me the name and number of this
place, i wanna go.

6/8/2010

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yesssss .... from a real Chrissie .... yummmmmmmm ....
so fuckin hot n nasty.


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7/24/2011