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Fantasy Resort: The Day of Arrival

     It had started out as a normal day for Sandra Parker,
or so she had thought.  Little things she noticed stuck out
in her mind, small little oddities, but she was at work and
didn’t let herself dwell on them.  If she had, maybe she
would have been more prepared.  Her boss, Brian, was a bit
more cheerful when she came in, and he came around at nine
o’clock to lay more projects on her.  Her co-workers seemed
bubbly and all smiles and sunshine when she was around –
weird any day, but on a Monday, even more so.  They
whispered and grinned, but hushed up when she talked to
them, though they were never able to suppress their smiles.

     The first shock of the day came just before lunch, when
a bundle of roses came from her husband, Jason.  They came
with a card, telling her that he would be by to pick her up
for lunch at noon.  She grinned as she read it, feeling a
joy in her heart.  They had been married for ten years now,
and even after two children, he still knew how to make her
swoon.  He didn’t do it much, she had to admit, but when he
did, his out-pouring of romanticism was surprising.

     As she was leaving her office, Brian caught up with her
just as she entered the elevator.  He was pleasant, as he
usually was in casual conversation, he asked, seemingly with
passing interest about the state of her current work load.
Sandy gave him a quick review of what she had left, noting
that most of her current projects were all finished – and
knowing as she said it, that Brian was going to lay more on
her.

     He didn’t.  Instead, as the elevator opened its doors
on the ground floor, Brian merely grinned at her and nodded,
satisfied with her quick update, and told her to have a good
time.  He waved to Jason, who stood outside the glass lobby
doors waiting for her, and Brian turned to walk off in the
opposite direction.

     Mystified, but not dwelling on it, Sandy rushed out to
meet her husband, who scooped her up in a tight embrace and
whirled her around.  “Ready?” he asked.

     “For lunch?  Absolutely!”

     They didn’t do lunch together often, even though their
offices weren’t far apart.  Neither seemed to ever have the
time, so this was a rare and wonderful surprise for her.
Which made it all the more interesting when the black
limousine pulled up and the chauffer got out and opened the
door for them.

     “What’s this?” Sandra asked, laughing with surprise.

     “Our limo,” Jason replied with a grin as he waved her
to the car.  Playing along, Sandy climbed in the oversized
car and sunk down into the plush leather seats.  Jason got
in and sat down next to her, his hand roaming across her
stockings in what she thought was a rather inappropriate
gesture for the middle of the day in a limo – especially
when they didn’t have time for a quickie.

     She didn’t stop him, though, or dissuade his kisses on
her neck, which were turning her on.  While they never
lacked in the sex department, they rarely had the time for
the kinky encounters of their early twenties, and sex in the
back of a limo was definitely something that appealed to her
exhibitionistic desires.

     “Wait!  Where are we going?”  Sandra put a sudden stop
on the foreplay when she noticed their car was pulling onto
the interstate.

     “The airport,” Jason replied nonchalantly.

     “The airport?  Where are we going for lunch?” she
asked, thinking he was joking.

     “We aren’t going for lunch – we are going on vacation!”

     “What?”

     “Twelve days at the luxurious Montraise Isle Fantasy
Resort.  Lounging on the beach, partying all night,
massages, spa treatments, being pampered and waited on the
whole time – all inclusive, too.” Jason grinned at her.

     “What?  I can’t just take off work without notice!”
Sandra was shocked, even a bit terrified!  How could Jason
just drag her out of her office like that without warning
her?  Brian was going to throw a fit!

     “I arranged this with your office two months ago!”

     That was shocking.  “What about the kids?”
     
     “No kids allowed at this place – adults only.  Your
parents agreed to stay at our place with them while we are
gone.  They’ll be fine!”
     
     “I didn’t pack!”
     
     “I did – it’s all ready for you.”
     
     “But . . . “  She couldn’t think of anything else to
say, no other arguments.  And they did both need a vacation;
they had been saying so for months.  And he had had this
planned that whole time!  “You sneaky little devil!”
     
     “I knew you would get into this idea,” he replied,
kissing her on the mouth, his tongue slowing parting her
lips.
     
     Well, if they were heading to the airport, Sandra told
herself, then there was plenty of time for a quicky!  Her
fingers slid down to Jason’s crotch and found he was in the
same mood that she was: horny.  Her eyes darted up to the
front of the car, her gaze meeting the driver’s own in the
rear view mirror.  Giving him a naughty smile and a wink,
she quickly up did her husband’s pants and freed his
throbbing hard-on.  She shifted positions, pushing Jason
back into the seat and getting down on her knees before him.
     
     She knew the driver could see everything as she took
her husband’s cock between her lips, and that knowledge made
her hot.  She was going to make sure this was one trip this
driver would never forget!
     
          *         *         *         *         *
     
     The small propeller plane landed at the Montraise Isle
Airport early that evening.  There were, maybe, thirty
people on the flight, and Sandy, being the out-going type,
had gotten to know most of them before they made their
connecting flight.  Only two of the other couples on the
flight were going to the Fantasy resort – the others were
heading to one of the other three resorts on the island.  It
seemed that each of the resorts was on a different end of
the small island, with the main capitol city and airport
smack in the middle of it all.
     
     The weather was warm, a sunny eighty-something degrees
with a gentle breeze.  Sandy was glad that her husband had
had the foresight to pack her a change of cloths.  Her
business suit would have been way to warm and uncomfortable
now.  She grinned as she thought about changing in the
limousine.  She had been completely naked soon after they
had started fooling around, and had remained that way until
they actually arrive at the airport – nearly a hour drive
form her office.  The driver had oogled her body the entire
time, and she had wanted to tip him with a blow-job at the
airport, but sadly, didn’t have the time due to the flight.
Though he had always said he would be cool with her doing
something like that, Sandy wasn’t totally sure how Jason
would have reacted had she indeed done something like that,
and she wasn’t going to ruin a good vacation before it
started by bringing it up.  Maybe if they got a limo ride
back from the airport when they got home . . .
     
     Workers at the airport were quick to grab their
luggage, and upon giving their names and destination to the
porters, they were led directly to another limo, this one
silver.  Their bags set into the truck as Jason and Sandy
where escorted into the car.
     
     Sandra was surprised to find that their was a woman
sitting in the limo, seemingly waiting for them.  She was
even more surprised that the woman was topless.  A curvy,
voluptuous brunette, late twenties maybe, with long, dark
hair that hung straight down to her waist, she wore nothing
more then a shear tropical wrap tied round her hips.  Her
skin was bonze from hours in the sun, and her nipples, hard
from the cold air conditioning in the car, were just a shade
darker then the color of her hefty breasts, which bore no
tan lines.  Her wrap was fairly see through, and Sandy was
sure she would be able to see this woman’s pussy if she
didn’t have her legs crossed.  Sandy found the woman
particularly pretty, and was instantly a bit jealous of the
girl, and a little upset that she was in their limo.
     
     The woman smiled warmly as Jason and Sandy got in the
care.  She didn’t seem at all bother by her nudity, or the
fact that her companions were not in the same state as she.
As soon as Jason was in, the door was closed and their
driver started off.
     
     “Hello,” the woman started, flashing her brilliant
white teeth.  “I am Lissa and I will be your event
coordinator and private liaison during your stay at Fantasy
Resort.  Jason and Sandra, yes?”  She reached out and shook
each other their hands in turn.
     
     Sandra was disappointed.  From the sound of it, this
busty brown-haired beauty was going to be around them all
week!  She was gorgeous and soft and her tits were to die
for – much bigger and fuller then Sandy’s own.  D’s she
guessed, or DD’s, which put her own B’s to shame.   Sandy
was a bit of a waif, slender from years of running, a bit
pale from working through the days, and a small mop of curly
reddish blond hair kept short so that it was easier to
manage.  She couldn’t help but compare herself to this
younger vixen in the car and in everyway feel inferior.
     
     “This is your first stay with us at Fantasy Resort?
Good!  We do so hope you will enjoy your stay.  If, at any
time, there is anything I can do to make your stay more
pleasant, let me know.  As you know, our resort features 3
separate pools, 8 bars, twelve different restaurants, and –“
     
     Sandy wasn’t even listening anymore.  She let the
sounds of Lissa’s voice drone on as she watched the scenery
pass by the window.  She noticed Jason seemed inattentive,
and she saw his eyes rarely drifted down to Lissa’s round
orbs, which bounced and jiggled with every bump in the dirt
road.
     
     And suddenly, as they neared their location, Lissa’s
words jarred Sandy back to attention.  “ . . . not
mandatory, clothing is optional through the resort.”
     
     “What?”  Sandy looked up, confused.
     
     “Clothing is optional,” Lissa repeated, flashing
another winning smile, “thoughtout the whole resort, even in
the dinning areas and bars.  I’m sorry, did you not know
that?”
     
     Sandy shook her head and flashed a look at Jason, “I
think someone forgot to mention that point.”  She wasn’t
angry at him, just a little surprised.  They had always
talked about going to a clothing optional resort, but she
hadn’t expected him to spring it on her like this.
     
     Lissa flushed visibly though her tan cheeks, “I’m so
sorry!  This is really quite embarrassing!  I thought you
knew that, at least, or else I would have worn something
more appropriate to meet you!  Oh god, what you must think
of me, showing up like this!”
     
     Sandra began to been a little embarrassed herself, now
realizing why their hostess was attired so.  Most of the
people at their resort would be dressed that way.
     
     “It’s fine, really.”
     
     “Oh, here we are!  Um, just so you are prepared,” Lissa
said, turning to Sandy.  “The resort is rather liberal in
it’s rules.  Not only will their be a lot of nudity but
you’ll also see plenty of . . . well, to but it bluntly,
people fucking.”
     
     The car came to a stop a the bottom of large set of
stairs that led up into the main lobby.  Lissa got out first
and led Jason and Sandra up into the the spacious lobby.  It
looked like a dream, a little slice of paradise full of
flowing fountains, tropical flowers, and brightly feathered
birds.  It was a very open area, no ways, just large pillars
holding up the ceiling, and a warm fresh breeze swirled
through the whole place.  Topless waitress wearing grass
skirts rushed up, offering fresh fruit and pineapples juice
spiked with spiced rum, of which both partook.
     
     Lissa led the couple through the lounge and to their
bungalow, a small private house down a little path.  One
side faced a beauteous garden pool, and the other side faced
the beach, white sands and blue water as far as the eyes
could see.  The bungalow itself was amazing, decked out with
a full luxury kitchen, huge living room and dinning room,
and a master bedroom that put their own room at home to
shame.  Their was a Jacuzzi in the room, and another large
hot tub in the bathroom, complete with shower.  Their was a
smaller bedroom, too, which Lissa referred to as the guest
room, which made Sandy giggle.  She wondered how many people
actually had guests in their room at the resort.
     
     “And this is Conner,” Lissa stated as she opened the
sliding glass door that led out to the patio, which stepped
down to the beach.  As soon as the door was open, a wild,
energetic golden retriever bound in, tail wagging madly to
great her.  After licking her hands a few times, Conner
rushed around to great Jason and Sandy in turn, his
excitement mounting.
     
     “Conner?”  Sandy was confused.
     
     “I know how much you love dogs and wished we had one,
but Jeffy is allergic.  So I thought we could have one on
our vacation,” Jason replied, grinning at her, his eyes full
of warmth and husbandy love.
     
     “That is so sweet!”  Sandy knelt down to scratch
Conner’s ears, and the dog lapped at her face, welcoming her
into his home.
     
     “Ah, here are your bags,” Lissa stated as some ported
carried in their gear.  “Well, I’ll let you two settle in.
Here is my number should you need anything at all; just give
me a call when you are ready for dinner and we can get you
room service or get you a spot in one of the restaurants.
Have fun!”  With a wave, she and the porters were gone.
     
     Sandy punched Jason’s arm.  “A nudist resort?”
     
     “A hedonist resort!” he replied with a grin.
     
     “Yeah, I noticed on the walk over.  Saw two couples
having sex right in the lounge.”
     
     “Missed the threesome in the pool, did you?”
     
     “Guess I did.  I can’t believe you surprised me with a
trip to a hedonist resort!”
     
     Jason swooped in, scooping her up into an embrace.
“Are you telling me that seeing those couples fucking right
in the lobby didn’t turn you on?”
     
     “Well . . . “
     
     “And you just don’t want to admit that Lissa is exactly
your type.”  When she didn’t respond, he nibbled on her
neck, whispering, “I think she noticed you staring at her
the whole trip here.”
     
     Her voice was a hrash whisper.  “I did not.”
     
     “Oh yes you did!  Her boobs didn’t bounce once without
your eyes following them, you little slut, you.  I was
wondering if you were going to tackle her in the car and
start sucking on her tits right there.”
     
     Sandy just moaned at the thought of it as the sexy
image on Lissa lying on her back, tits wobbling around
before her eyes, just begging for her mouth on them.  She
had been thinking it the whole time, despite her efforts not
to.  She couldn’t believe Jason had read her so well, and
Lissa, had she noticed too?
     
     Jason tossed her on the bed with a quick fling on his
arms.  His shirt was off in a moment, and he yanked her
loose sundress from her body with a quick motion – Sandy
wondered if he had ripped it in his haste, not that it
mattered.  Her panties, soaked through by her arousal, were
off in seconds.  She wasn’t even sure when he had gotten his
shorts off, but suddenly he pulled her onto her hands and
knees and was inside of her again, thrusting his thick cock
in and out of her hot cunt from behind with wild abandon.
     
     The bed thudded against the walls in rhythm with their
fucking, and for the first time in years, they didn’t care
about who heard.  With no kids around, Sandy screamed and
cried out with every thrust, wrapping her slender legs
around her husband’s body as he pounded into her with fierce
strokes.  He hadn’t fucked her this hard in years, and her
head spun with the passion and exhilaration of it all.  She
buried her face into the soft pillows as she thrust her hips
back against his body, keeping his own mad pace with her
own.
     
     He stopped suddenly and with no great effort, flipped
her off her knees and onto her back.  She flopped onto the
mattress, never having expected his sudden change.  He was
man-handling her body like she was nothing more than a toy
to him, and his wild lustful use of her flesh made her all
the more crazed with desire.
     
     He slammed his cock home once more and continued to
fuck her with all his body and weight, and she called out
for more over and over, shouting out for him to fuck her
harder, and he did so.  Sweat dripped from his brow and
splattered against her moist, sweat-soaked flesh.  God, she
had never felt anything so exhilarating before.  Her voice
was going hoarse, her throat raw from the passionate shouts.
And then his fingers grabbed her throat, squeezing her neck,
and killing the sound of her voice entirely.
     
     Each breath was hard, a fight for air under his cruel
hand, and even as she struggled to breath, her body exploded
with electricity.  Her mouth pantomimed the screams that she
could no longer make as her orgasm crashed down upon her,
making her shudder and squirm in Jason’s powerful grip.
Through the shear pleasure and lack of air, she nearly
passed out completely.  Her world went black as the final
waves of ecstasy flowed through her, but he released her
then, and the cool air filled her lungs.
     
     Her breathes were short lived, however, as her head was
turned to the side and his cock, covered with her own pussy
juices, was thrust deep into her throat.  The first push,
unexpected, made her gag, but she adjusted quickly to his
cock in her mouth as he held the back of her hair and fucked
his dick with her face.  It wasn’t long before she heard him
groan and felt his hot load spurt onto her tongue.  She
swallowed his cum as quickly as he could pump it into her
mouth.  And when he was finished, he simply dropped her head
and was gone.  She didn’t open her eyes, she was too
exhausted for that.  She just laid on the bed, letting the
cool air stir around her hot flesh.  She felt like she was
floating, half asleep, riding the warmth of her wondrous
climax.
     
     She didn’t know if she slept or not or how much time
had passed.  She knew she was still horny, though.  Being
fucked hard had always been a complete turn-on, and it had
been so long that one orgasm, even as wonderful as the last
one had been, was not nearly enough to slate the hunger the
ferocity had woken in her.  That, and being face-fucked like
that, having Jason in complete control of her mouth and head
as he pump his cock in and out of her lips – well, that had
always gotten her wet, too.
     
     She hadn’t even opened her eyes when she felt the wet
pressure across her slit, the hot breath and hotter tongue
that slithered up her cunt, dipping into her dripping snatch
before lapping upwards across her sensitive clit to make her
moan and shiver with delight.  It seemed Jason wanted more,
as well, and she spread her legs for him to give him better
access to her honeyhole.  Once more the rough tongue
traveled across her cunt, plunging deep inside and then
slithering upwards.
     
     Faster and faster, pressing harder with each lick,
lapping across her entire sex with one sweep,her body swayed
and she pushed back, mumbling to her lover that she was
getting close to climax, and urging him on to lick her more.
His tongue started lower and lower until at first it was
sliding up into her ass crack before traveling higher and
higher across her pussy and flicking across the sensitive
nub of her clit.  The feeling was incredible and she cried
out more more, reaching down to shove Jason’s face deeper
into her crotch.
     
     She was stunned when she her fingers found the coarse
feeling of Conner’s fur, not Jason’s hair.  Her eyes flung
open and she stared down in shock to see the golden
retriever lapping hungrily at her drooling pussy.
Surprised, but she couldn’t react muc more – she was too far
gone to even consider pulling away from the amazing feeling.
A few more laps of his skillful tongue, and Sandy was
shouting out as another incredible orgasm crashed through
her body.  Her fingers curled around Conner’s ears, holding
his snout in her crotch; he took this as encouragement and
his lapping increased in speed and intensity, sending her
spinning higher and higher.
     
     She crashed back down on the mattress, having been
unaware at how much she had pulled her self up during her
climax.  Her eyes were closed, but the imagine of Conner’s
face lapping at her cunt was burned into her mind with vivid
detail.  He wasn’t licker her anymore, but she could feel
the ghost of the sensation with every swipe of his tongue
her imagination played through her thoughts.  She wanted
more.
     
     The bed shifted next to her and she felt a tongue
across her cheek.  She looked up to see Conner standing on
the mattress, looking down at her.  His tail wand wagging a
mile a minute and he seemed to be grinning, proud of himself
and his achievements as he kissed her cheek.  Sandy laughed
at his express and rubbed his ears and face.  “You are a
good boy, aren’t you?  Aren’t you?”  she asked as she petted
him.
     
     A curious thought struck her as she played with Conner,
and she reached a hand down between him hind legs.  Sure
enough, her fingers wrapped around his hot, thick length of
drooling cock.  Her breath caught in her throat as she
grasped the thick member between her fingers, and without
thinking, she began to stroke him.
     
     Conner sighed, or so it seemed to Sandy, and flopped
down on this side on the bed, his cock fully exposed to her.
Sandy rose to kneel beside him, so she continued to pump his
cock with one hand and rub his belly with the other.  She
was breathing hard, feeling very naughty having a dog go
down on her, and even more so for now jerking the dog off,
but Conner did seem to be enjoying himself, and she was
definitely having a good time as well.
     
     “The rule is, if he goes down on you, you have to go
down on him.”
     
     The voice froze her solid.  She could feel her cheeks
flush in an instant as she turned around to see Lissa
leaning against the doorway of the room, watching her.  She
was completely naked now, and Sandy couldn’t help but notice
that not only did she not have a single tan-line on her
curvy body, she didn’t have any hair between her legs
either.  Sandy couldn’t help the fact that her eyes were
just drawn right to that spot.

     “What?”  It took her a few seconds to even realize
Lissa had spoken, and when she thought she had made sense of
the words, she was confused by the implication of them.

     Lissa moved into the room, coming to stand just behind
Sandy.  Her fingers slid across Sandy’s naked shoulder’s,
sending a shiver of delight down her spine.  She leaned in,
her naked breasts pressing gently into Sandy’s back as she
whispered in her ear, “I said, if Conner eats you out and
makes you cum, then you have to suck him off and make him
cum.  That’s the rule.”

     Lissa climbed onto the bed behind Sandy, her hands
slowly traveling down the older woman’s flanks and then up
her waist and belly, cupping her boobs in her hands and
squeezing them gently, pulling Sandy’s body back into hers a
little more as she did so.  “And if he fucks you and you
cum, you have to let him finish up and cum too.  Those are
the rules with Conner,” she said with a soft whisper before
planting small kisses up and down Sandy’s neck.

     Sandy couldn’t move, she was too stunned by Lissa’s
words and actions, and too engrossed in the girl’s
intoxicating caress to even think.  Lissa’s fingers squeezed
a bit on her hard nipples, making Sandy purr with pleasure.

     “Since I bet you didn’t know that,” Lissa whispered
again, her breath hot on Sandy skin, “I’ll suck Conner off
this time, if you want.”  She pulled back a bit, and Sandy
knew she was waiting for an answer.

     And as much as Sandy would have loved to see gorgeous
Lissa hunched over, Conner’s thick cock in between her
beautiful lips, as much as that would have turned her on to
watch, and as hard as she would have made herself cum as she
watched it, she knew it was only fair for her to treat
Conner to the same pleasure he had given her.  And so,
without a word to Lissa, Sandy leaned over and took his cock
between her lips.

     She could hear Lissa groan lustifully as she did it,
and was sure the girl was enjoying watching this as much as
Sandra would have enjoyed seeing her do it.  Lissa’s hands
were all over her back, her finger tips dragging lightly
across her hot flesh, her palms reaching down to cup and
squeeze her ass, and her fingers reaching down to between
her legs to slide teasingly across her cunt and asshole.

     Conner’s cock was hot between her lips and a bit
thicker then she was used to.  It felt strange, the shape
and taste completely different from Jason’s, and for the
last twelve years, his cock had been the only one in her
mouth.  This felt foreign, almost like she was cheating.
Which, in some aspect, she was, she supposed.  Which made it
all the more exciting – she was cheating on her husband with
a dog and a woman!  God, that really got her juices flowing.

     Conner’s juices were flowing, too, and his cock leaked
pre-cum like none she had ever known.  She was swallowing
every minute or so to keep the salty fluid from flowing out
of her mouth, and even then she could feel the trails
dribbling down from the corners of her mouth.  It made her
feel like even more of a slut, and she was surprised that
was even possible.

     Conner yelp once and then his cock exploded, filling
her mouth with his thick cum in an instant.  Jason had never
once spewed so much between her lips so quickly, and try as
she might, she could not swallow fast enough to keep his
doggy-cum from over flowing.

     She wasn’t sure he was even done cumming when he pulled
away from her and leapt off the bed.  Her mouth was full of
his seed, and she sat up in surprise, alarmed by his sudden
disappearance.  He was off on the carpet, licking his cock
clean, and she couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t want
her to do that for him.

     Lissa’s tongue licking up her chin interrupted her
thoughts.  She licked away the trails of dog cum, and then
her lips pressed against Sandra, pressed hard in a
passionate kiss as her tongue wormed against Sandra’s lips
and parted them, releasing a stream of dug cum out.  Some of
it spilled into Lissa’s mouth, and she accepted it whole-
heartily, but most of it flowed out between their lips and
over both of either faces, smearing their skin.  In the
minutes that followed, minutes of hot, passionate kisses,
the rest of the cum was swallowed down or passed back and
forth so much that it spilled out of their mouths and
dripped down onto their naked bodies.

     “God, you are so sexy,” Lissa whispered at last,
staring into Sandra’s eyes.  “Watching Conner lick you hot
little cunt really turned me on!”

     Sandra flushed again.  “You saw that?”  She hadn’t
known when exactly Lissa had entered the room.

     “I’m the one who brought him in,” she said between
kissed up and down Sandra’s neck.  “Jason called me and had
me come over.”

     Sandra blinked, stunned.  “Jason did?  He had this
planned?”

     Lissa giggled, her face bright.  “He hasn’t told you
anything, has he?”

     Sandy shook her head.  She was dumbfounded.

     “He purchased the full Fantasy package.  He picked out
this particular house – one of six five-star houses – and he
picked me and Conner for the two of you.  I mean, there
aren’t that many girls who fit the profile he picked out,
but out of the ones who did, he picked me.”

     “Wait, what do you mean he picked you?  Picked you for
what?”

     “You.”

     Sandra stared, still confused.

     “I was picked to be your hostess and personal escort
for your stay here.”

     “And what exactly does that entail?”

     “Anything you want.”

     “So . . . sex?”

     “God I hope so!  I’m so fucking turned on right now,
you have no idea.  You are the hottest couple I’ve had the
pleasure of being paired with.  I’ve been looking forward to
your visit since he booked it!  You two are some of the
dirtiest, kinkiest people we’ve had come through here.”

     Sandra’s face flushed again.  He couldn’t have . . .

     Lissa saw the look and licked her lips as she nodded.
“Oh yeah.  Jason listed everything.  Everything you had ever
done, and everything the two of you have every dreamed of
doing.  At least, I think it was everything.  From the list
I read, I can’t imagine there could be anything he left
out.”

     Sandra’s flush deepened.  She was beat red and turning
purple.  She and Jason had done some very crazy, depraved
things before they had kids, and had talked about their
fantasies of doing so much more.  They would have, too, had
she not gotten pregnant.  Since then, sex itself had been
harder and harder to keep up as much as they would like, and
kinky sexy nearly impossible.  If he had listed everything
they had done, and worse, the things they had talked about
doing, then Lissa knew every dirty secret and filthy desire.
. .

     “Oh you are just so cute, I could eat you up!” Lissa
squealed as she planted another kiss on Sandra’s cheek.
“Don’t worry, I’m into everything he listed and am so
looking forward to taking you through it all.”  Lissa kissed
her passionately on the lips.  “Now, you just lie back and
relax,” she instructed, pushing Sandy backwards into a
reclining position on the mattress.  She spread her legs and
looked down at the sopping cunt.  “Don’t worry about a
thing, just enjoy it.”  She moaned hungrily as she lowered
her mouth down to Sandy’s muff.

     Sandy did just as she was told, she laid there and
enjoyed it.  Lissa’s tongue worked up and down across her
slit, slowly, sensually.  She alternated between kisses and
licks, sometimes sucking on her clit softly, other times
gently pumping Sandy’s cunt with a couple fingers.  She took
her time, elevating Sandy’s passion, enflaming her loins
with desire.  Her pleasure mounting, getting more and more
turned on with every passing second, Sandra’s mind spun.
She was closing in on climax again, but she wasn’t ready for
that just yet.


     “Let me suck you tits,” she cooed, running her fingers
through Lissa hair as she said it.

     Lissa didn’t object.  She crawled up Sandra’s body
until her heavy, plump orbs dangled down into Sandra’s face.

     “It’s a shame Jason is missing thins,” Sandy said with
a giggle.  “He’s been trying to get me with a girl for
years.”
     
     Lissa was smiling, “Don’t worry about that – he’s
watching on the room cameras.”
     
     Sandy blinked up at her.  “He’s watching all this?”
     
     “He has been, yeah!  Or he was when I came in with
Conner.  I assume he’s been watching this whole time.”
     
     Sandy was shocked.  He was watching all this on
cameras, but why hadn’t he come in to join them?   “Doesn’t
want to get in on the fun?” she asked, more to herself.
     
     “It’s part of his stipulations.  He can’t do anything
with me without your expressed permission, and I can’t touch
him without it either.  He got the room with the cameras so
he could watch without being involved.  He had said he
wasn’t sure how you would react to him being with another
woman, so he disallowed it in his contract until you said
otherwise.”
     
     Sandra felt a wave of love and tenderness pass through
her.  Jason was the sweetest, most caring many she had ever
known.  He had set up a vacation for her to experience her
ultimate fantasies – and she would be able to cross off sex
with a woman and sucking off a dog from the list – and he
had made sure she was completely comfortable with it by not
allowing himself to be a part of it in anyway without her
say-so.
     
     “You can totally fuck my husband,” Sandy said to Lissa.
“As much as the two of you want, so long as I’m not left
horny.”
     
     “Sweety, I don’t think it would be possible for me to
leave you horny.”
     
     Sandy eyes the luscious tits hanging before her and
licked her lips.  She had long wanted a huge rack like
Lissa’s to suck and a lick and just eat up, and now she had
it.  Her lips encircled one hard nipple and she began to
suck.  Her hands slid up around the brunette’s body, and her
fingers worked up and down her sides and back, making her
moan with delight.

     Sandra suckled for a time, alternating between one
nipple and the other, enjoying the feel of the soft, warm
flesh against her face.  She nibbled a bit, and when she
only received moans of pleasure in return, she bit down a
little hard until she was practically  gnawing on Lissa
nipples, and she only purred all the more.

     Sandra’s hands roamed down Lissa arched back until she
came upon the girl’s round ass.  She gave her a playful
spank at first, as she continued to sick, but as her fingers
explored the smooth skin of her rounded globes, her digits
slid through the girl’s ass crack, teasing her puckered ass
hole for a while with her finger tips.  She was pressing in
just a little, which made Lissa moan for more, and she
wiggled her fingers along the sensitive bud.

     “Oooh,” the brunette sighed, enjoying Sandy’s work on
tits and ass alike.  “Keep that up and you’ll get yourself a
treat.”

     Sandra stopped sucking for a moment and looked up at
her.  “And how would you feel about giving it to me?”

     Lissa grinned, her lips full of mischief and her eyes
overflowing with desire.  “It would be so fucking hot,” she
whispered.  “I’ve been saving up for you all day.”

     “Oh you have, have you?”  It seemed that Jason had,
indeed, told her quite a lot.  “Then turn that beautiful ass
around.  I want to receive it properly.”

     Lissa did as she was told, turning around until they
were in the classic 69, only Sandra raised her head up,
propping her back up on a pillow, and set her mouth to Lissa
asshole, raining delicate kisses across her cheeks and on
the crinkled opening of the girl’s anus.  Her tongue
slithered out and over the tasty flesh, enjoying the
sensation of textured skin against taste buds.  She swirled
her tongue around a few times, then dipped the tip into
Lissa’s anus, penetrating just as far as she could reach.
She was surprised the girl’s rear was so loose and ease to
stick her tongue in, but Sandy only had experience with
licking Jason’s ass.

     She rimmed the girl slowly, talking time to savor the
little flecks of taste time and again, and after a thorough
licking, she returned to sticking her tongue as deep in
Lissa’s ass as she could get it.  She started to pump her
tongue in and out, fucking the brunette’s anus as best she
could, but to no avail.  Her treat was not yet coming.

     All the while, Lissa was moaning in delight and lapping
at Sandra’s cunt, going slow to keep her hot and bothered,
but not wanting to bring her to climax.

     “You’re teasing me, aren’t you?” Sandra accused her
playmate.

     Lissa looked back at her and wiggled her hips a bit.
“Yeah, a little.  You’re going to have to work harder then
that if you want to get what I have for you.”
     
     “If it’s going to be like that,” Sandra threatened,
making a large ‘Come in’ motion with her arm to signle her
husband, wherever he might be sitting and watching this, to
come into the room.  He got the hint and in a moment was
walking through the door, naked, rock-hard, and grinning.
     
     “You called, honey?”
     
     “Yeah,” she said, pouting.  She spoke like a little
girl trying to get sympathy from a parent.  “Lissa’s being a
meanie and won’t give me what I want.”
     
     “Oh, is she?” Jason asked, playing along and giving a
stern look at the brunette straddling his wife.  She gave
him a look of total and absolute innocents.
     
     “Yeah, she is.  So you have to fuck her ass until I get
it.”
     
     Lissa groaned with anticipation; Jason grinned.  “I
think I can manage that.”

     He climbed up behind Lissa, his legs straddling his
wife’s face and he took up position.  Sandra’s hands took
Jason’s cock, positioned the tip of his dick right in line
with Lissa’s hole, and held it there, waiting for him to
lean in and thrust his cock inside.

     “Should I at least lube up first?”

     “No need, babe,” Lissa replied, hungry for his member
up her shitter.  “I can definitely handle it.”

     Jason needed no other encouragement.  He pushed his
cock forward, and from her vantage from below, Sandra
watched as her husband’s dick pierced Lissa’s tight hole.
Her anus yawned open, wider and wider to except the girth;
like a tight-lipped mouth, Sandra watched Lissa’s rear just
swallow up her husband’s dick, slowly consuming more and
more until the whole length was buried deep inside her round
ass cheeks.

     Both Sandra and Lissa were sighing their delight.
Lissa returned to lapping a Sandra’s cunt, and Sandy began
to alternate between licking at Jason’s balls, which dangled
just inches above her face, and sucking on Lissa’s clit,
tasting another woman’s cunt for the first time in her life.
She loved it.

     Jason withdrew his cock slowly, and with every little
bit that emerged from Lissa’s ass, more of the earthy smell
of shit filled Sandra’s nostrils.  God it had been a long
time since she and Jason had done anything so nasty and
perverse – he hadn’t even fucked her ass in moths, and she
couldn’t actually remember the last time she had sucked his
cock right out from her rear.  Far far too long, judging
from the way her pussy flood with desire at just the whiff
of ass.  Her mouth was watering, waiting impatiently for the
treats to come.

     Jason fucker Lissa’s shitter slowly, pulling out little
by little, and then with just the same practiced patients,
sliding his dick back into her bowels.  She squealed with
joy every time, and her voice vibrated against Sandra’s
clit, making her squirm, too.

     And finally, after some minutes of gentle ass-fucking,
Sandra saw the first tinge of brown across her husband’s
shaft.  When he plunged it back in, he and Lissa alike
groaned as his rod pounded into her shit, both sliding into
the mess packing it back upside of her.

     “Oh god yes, fuck my shit,” Lissa cried out.  “Fuck
it!”

     Sandra’s words mingled with Lissa’s.  “Fuck her slutty
ass, Jason.  Fuck her shit.  Fuck her ass until she shits in
my mouth.  Oh God, Jason, I want her shit.  I want it all
over my face.  I want her shit in my mouth.  Fuck her!
Fucker her ass, make her shit on me!”

     Jason couldn’t take much more – he had been jerking
himself crazy while watching his wife suck off Conner and
while she and Lissa had been playing on the bed.  Now, his
cock buried in another woman’s ass for the first time in so
many years, and his wife talking so filthy to him once
again, he couldn’t hold back.  A few more thrusts, and he
was grunting and dumping his cum deep into Lissa’s ass as
both women called out their encouragement.

     Even spent, Jason did not immediately pull out.  He
waited a few minutes, letting his cock grow a bit soft
inside Lissa’s asshole.  “You want me to give her an enema?”
he asked wickedly.

     Thought Lissa cooed agreeably at the suggestion, Sandra
had the final say.  “No.  I want it firm and solid.”  She
licked her lips in eager anticipation, knowing Lissa would
not be able to hold back now.

     “You can come up here, Jason.  I’ll take everything
you’ve got for me.”

     Jason freed his withering dick from Lissa ass and
quickly got around to her face.  He was standing at the edge
of the bed.  “It’s a little messy,” he said, which was an
understatement.  His cock was smeared with long brown
streaks, and the head was coated, small chunks of shit and
all.

     “Not at all,” Lissa replied as she opened her mouth to
take his cock.  “It’s just nicely flavored.”  With that, his
dick disappeared into the warm, wetness of her mouth.  Sandy
could tell from the soft moans that she must be licking and
sucking his shit-covered cock with expert abandon – the same
well-honed skills she had been using on Sandy were now in
use on Jason.

     But Sandy’s attention was drawn elsewhere.  Once more
she locked her lips onto of Lissa’s asshole and began to
gently lick and suck.  This time, however, her rear didn’t
have hints of flavor, it was covered in a thin layer of shit
that had come out with Jason’s cock, only to be smeared
across her anus.  And when Sandy dipped her tongue into
Lissa’s ass, not only was her hole still gapping a bit,
making entrance particularly easy, but her tongue met with a
hot mess of Jason’s salty cum, mixed with the savory spice
of Lissa’s scat.

     The warm flows hit her body at nearly the same time.
Lissa’s pussy began to spew her piss all over Sandra’s tits
just as she felt a few drops of something hot splashing down
on her cunt – Jason’s pee over-flowing Lissa’s mouth and
dripping down onto her.  There was little of that; Lissa, it
seemed, was very good at drinking down urine straight from
the cock.

     Sandra felt the turd pushing back against her tongue,
the bitter taste simple exploding through her body and
making her purr with pleasure and desire.  She drew back,
watching as Lissa’s asshole parted before her eyes and the
long, brown turd, splattered with pearly cum, began to
emerge from the beautiful hole.  Sandra waited, unable to
breathe, as the smell and sight filled her being, making her
cunt quiver with strange and perverse hungers.

     She watched the shit birth, watched until the long
brown log began to droop and sag under it’s own weight, and
when it seemed it was about to break off and fall, she
swooped in, catching the end in her mouth and supporting the
weight.  She didn’t suck, didn’t lick, didn’t pull at all,
she just let Lissa’s body do the work, let nature push the
excrement into her mouth and down towards the back of her
throat.

     The taste was so familiar, and yet so fresh and new to
her.  It seemed like a life time ago that she had a thick
turd filling her mouth, and her body responded with all the
passion and desire from years ago.  Wanton lust spread
through her, and she thought of herself, there beneath
Lissa’s ass, taking this strange woman’s shit into her
mouth.  She left like such a slut, and it made her wild with
lust.

     At last the turd did brake of its own accord, and Lissa
shifted her body.  When the next piece of shit began to worm
its way from her lovely rear, Sandra was pleased to see if
aimed for her tits.  She began to work the shit in her
mouth, at least letting her tongue slide along the textured
surface, tasting the rich earthy flavor.  She reached up and
took the tip between her fingers and began to slowly pump
the shit in slowly between her lips, sucking and savoring it
like a thick, juicy cock.

     Lissa was pushing hard, now, and her shit rippled from
her anus, making a small coil on Sandra’s piss-wetted
breasts.  When she was done shitting, Lissa turned her body
and sat on Sandra’s stomach, her eyes drinking in the lovely
scene of her shit on Sandra’s body and in her mouth.  Jason
was next to the bed, his cock hard again, though much
clearer thanks to the brunette’s mouth.

     Lissa’s hands immediately began smearing the shitty
mess all over Sandy’s tits,  making sure to cover the flesh
with a thick coat of brown slime.  Her hands spread the
slick crap all up Sandra’s neck, and then across her face,
fulfilling Sandra’s wishes of being totally messy with
filth.

     The bed shifted as Jason climbed on once more.  Sandra
felt him moving her legs, and then his cock filling her cut.
She felt her juices spurt out of her pussy as he slammed his
dick home, confirming just hot wet her nasty antics were
making her.  From behind Lissa, Jason reached around,
scooped up a handful of shit, and began smearing the soppy
mess across Lissa’s large tits, covering the thick, round
globes just as Lissa had done to Sandra’s.

     Lissa leaned over, her lips descending upon Sandra’s,
closing around the length of crap that still hung obscenely
from the older woman’s mouth.  They shared a long,
passionate kiss, either lips crushing the shit between their
mouths, passing the rich shit back and forth between them,
just as they had done with Conner’s cum earlier.  Sandra
could feel Lissa’s filthy hand down at her crotch, working
her her own clit feverishly even as Jason was fucking her
out cunt as hard as he could maange.

     Sandra was in total ecstacy.  Shitty kisses with a
beautiful woman while being fucked long and hard by her
husband, this was one of her fantasies come to life, and it
was so much better then she had every imagined.  Her whole
body exploded with pleasure, aroused beyond anything she had
known in years, possibly ever before.  Eating Jason’s shit
had always been a tremendous high, and yet Lissa’s seemed to
take her higher still.

     Sandra was the first to come, and when she screamed out
her pleasure, shit exploded from her mouth and sprayed all
over Lissa’s face.  She shook and spazzed between Lissa’s
legs, and her screaming orgasm sent Lissa over the edge as
well, and her screams joined with Sandra’s, mingling into a
single cry of absolute delight.

     Jason eased off fucking his wife as her orgasm ebbed.
He had not cum yet, but knew that often Sandy got too
sensitive to keep fucking after such an orgasm, and now was
such a case.  She singled for him to join her at thr head of
the bed, and as soon as his cock was in reach, she grabbed
and and forced her down her mouth.  Her cheeks where still
full of shit, and as she fucked her face up and down on his
him, his rod rammed it down her throat, making her gag from
time to time.  Dissolved shit, thick streams of it, poured
from between her lips as her sucking him off worked up the
saliva in her mouth.

     Lissa joined Sandra, her tongue lashing out against
Jason’s shaft when she could get it, or she lapped across
Sandy’s race in order to lick up the tasty brown rivers that
flowed across her cheeks.  When he had finally felt the need
to release, Jason pulled his cock from Sandy’s mouth, and
blasted his final load on Lissa’s tits.  Sandy smiled up at
him as he did so, and without even needing to be told, she
licked his cum right from her shit coated boobs.

     They lounged on the bed for a while, just basking in
the after-glow of such amazing sex.  It was Lissa that
suggested the couple go that a bath together, and after a
few minutes of soaking, she came and joined them.  It took
several tub-loads of water and two showers before they were
all clean.

     When Jason and Sandra went back to their room, they
were amazed to find the fouled up sheets gone and the air
smelling fresh.  “I cleaned up a bit before joining you in
the shower, then called the maids to finish.”

     “The maids?”  Once more a sinking feeling hit Sandra in
the stomach.  The maids couldn’t miss the fact that there
was shit and piss all other those sheets.

     “Of course!”  Lissa laughed and planted a kiss on
Sandra’s lips.  “You are so cute!  Do you think you are the
only ones to come here to play shit games?  You are in the
scat area, dear.  Everyone in this wing of the resort is
into scat and just about everyone in the whole place is some
kind of swinger.  I’m sure if you went to the next bungalow
over and asked them to shit on you, they would gladly do so.
Hell, I’m one of the shit girls – that’s why I was paired up
with you two!”

     Sandra was floored.  She was in a resort of swingers in
the scat area.  All her fantasies ever came flooding back to
her mind.  She felt a little over-whelmed.

     “Look, let me order you some dinner – you two can eat
in tonight.  We’ll go over the various activities offered by
the resort, and you guys can tell me what really interests
you so I can start planning out some of your week.  You
don’t need to plan everything, feel free to be completely
spontaneous!  But if there are certain things that are ‘must
dos’ – and I can think of a few great one’s Jason told me
about,” her smile and wink made Sandra blush again, “then we
should make sure to get them in so you don’t miss the
opportunity.”

     “That sounds wonderful, Lissa.  Thank,” Jason smiled
and hugged his wife.  “Doesn’t that sound great?”

     “Yeah, it does.”  She was beaming.  She had never felt
so anxious in all her life – it wasn’t a physical sensation,
but she was horny none-the-less and she couldn’t wait to see
what wild naughtiness the week brought for her to sample.

     “Here is the room service menu, and the one last thing
we should clear up is this: do you want me to stay in the
guest room?”

     “Sorry?”

     Lissa’s smile never wavered.  “The guest room.  Should
I stay there?  I’m yours for the length of your stay, here
whenever you want me for anything you want to do with me.
Generally I stay in the guest room, but for some people, I
offer to stay with them in their beds if they want me.  So,
should I be sleeping in the guest room or in bed with you
guys.  Either is fine for me.”

     Without even seeking out Jason for confirmation, Sandra
answered, “Oh, you are definitely sleeping with us!”

     Lissa’s grin brightened, if that was actually possible.
“I was hoping you would pick that!”