© 2012 Sal De Klerk, All Rights Reserved
Authors Note:
This is a long story, containing 10 chapters a prologue and epilogue. All chapters have been submitted and should be posted within a few days of each other.
The idea for this story came from a story idea forum. Thank you janetsexy77!
Warning:
This story contains ffm, exhibitionism, anal sex, fellatio, and cunnilingus. If this is not your type of smut, please find another story.
As usual, Lars was sitting in his room, sulking about losing Aggie, when his phone rang. Looking at the screen Lars saw it was his father. "Hello."
"What the fuck happened at Club Orient?" came his father's booming voice.
What are you talking about Dad?' Lars asked. "I mean you know Aggie and I broke up while there. Other than that nothing out of the ordinary."
"Then why am I about to lose them as a client? Apparently, your girlfriend accused one of the richest men on the island, and the resort's best client of attacking her in a hot tub."
"When I came back from parasailing, I saw security escorting Muhunnad off the property. I figured he found someone to bet against him in darts . . ."
"Nope! Your ex accused him of sexually assaulting her, in front of witnesses. Instead of suing like a normal person, he's doing what the rich do. He's building a more luxurious resort less than a mile away. When it opens, it'll be nicer and cheaper until he runs Club Orient out of business. You need to fix this, and fix it now."
"I was just about to book my flight back home. I'll make sure I have a layover and take care of it."
"Good."
Aggie was sitting in Beatrice's living room, feeling depressed. Even being the bitchy plant in last night's initiation didn't cheer her up.
Despite all the changes and all the fun she had over the last year, she didn't have what she had with Lars. She had gone on a few dates, and even tried to go full lesbian, but she still loved Lars and wanted him, and only him. She couldn't help but imagine him going down under with various Sheilas who fell in lust with the handsome muscular American, wondering, not for the first time, if Aussie chicks found American accents as sexy as American women found Australian accents.
She sat there watching some stupid sitcom rerun as she had a good cry. As her first tears fell, Beatrice and Nat joined her on the couch. Wanting to show them how strong she had become she tried to stifle her sobs. Wordlessly Beatrice handed Aggie a piece of paper that had a flight number and destination on it. The flight originated in Melbourne Australia and ended at Club Orient. Aggie looked at Beatrice and Nat puzzled.
"One of our Sisters happens to teach at the University of Melbourne, where Lars is studying. She's been keeping tabs on him, and confirmed he's been living like a monk. No parties, no woman, just classes, and an occasional drink with the guys." Beatrice told her.
"The rumor mill is running rampant, but I think he's still pining for you. He's stopping at Club Orient before coming home. If we leave now, we can get to Beatrice's Jet and get there before he arrives. Then all you have to do is welcome him with open legs. Now, will you be the Aggie I love or the Agatha you used to be?"
Aggie jumped up and hugged the women, before heading to her room to pack. "Darling, it's a nudist resort. Do you really need clothes?" Beatrice asked reasonably.
Aggie stopped dead in her tracks. "I guess not," and hugged Beatrice and followed Nat out to her waiting car, where Shay, May, and Vee were waiting.
****
Lars was walking through the lobby after checking in. He was heading to the elevators, to drop off his stuff and arrange a meeting with the resort manager so he could find out what happened, and figure out how to fix it.
The last time he was here, he was with the first and only woman he loved. He had taken her virginity on their second day of college, and they had been a couple until the end of the summer after freshman year when he got drunk and did something stupid.
Now he was a year older and much wiser. As he strode through the lobby he saw a familiar figure sitting by the elevators. She was totally nude, not even wearing a piece of jewelry. He stopped dead in his tracks realizing who the naked female was. "Aggie!?" he said disbelievingly, trying to process the fact she was here, and she was naked. This was not the girl he remembered.
She looked up at him and smiled. "Hi, Lars," casually as if they had just seen each other yesterday. She stood up stretching her long lithe body that had filled out a bit, giving her a womanly figure. She posed as she stretched her muscles, letting him stare at her tanned toned flesh.
Lars could see that there was something different about Aggie, not just the physical changes, but her attitude, her demeanor. She was more confident, more outgoing. He really liked this new Aggie, especially liked the tattoo she had gotten.
"What are you doing here? You're naked?" he said in total shock.
"Well this is a clothing optional resort, isn't it? So I figured why bring clothes, it just means doing laundry when I get home."
Lars' jaw hit the floor as he processed this new information. "Do you have a room?" He asked, still not sure why she was here.
"Actually, no. I came here on the spur of the moment and hoped some nice guy from Australia would let me share his," as she winked at him.
Lars swallowed hard and felt his cock start to grow at the implication. "Aggie, I um would like to explain..."
"No need to. I know what happened. You were drunk and stupid. And now you are forgiven." she holds out her arms to him and he stands there in shock for several seconds before running into her arms and pulling her close to him. They kiss as he lifts her and carries her to the elevators. Without breaking the kiss, they find their room.
Lars places Aggie on the bed and strips off his clothes. As soon as he is exposed, Aggie drops to her knees and sucks him into her mouth. Lars's eyes shoot open at this new skill of hers. He wondered who taught her because she was very skilled. As he luxuriated in the pleasure she was giving him, he realized he didn't care as long as she was here and didn't leave. He threw his head back, his eyes closed as Aggie slurped and gagged on his shaft. His hands grabbed handfuls of her hair and pulled her down his shaft. Aggie smiled as she took him balls deep without complaint.
Once Lars was fully erect, Aggie let his cock pop out of her mouth. "I can finish you off with my mouth now, or you can choose another hole." She said while she stroked his cock keeping him hard.
"What if I want your ass?" He asked, worried that it would just start another fight, but wondering how much she had changed.
"Then you better get some lube. I'm not taking that monster dry," she said climbing onto the bed and getting on all fours. "Come on stud, this ain't an all-night diner." She chided him.
Lars froze in place hearing her say lube and seeing her hold her cheeks open so he could see her rosebud. Lars grabbed a bottle of lube from the room's minibar. He opens it up and applies a generous amount to his throbbing shaft. Then climbing on the bed behind Aggie he pours a handful of lube into her crack. Using his finger he spreads it around her hole, gently using a finger to lubricate her insides.
Aggie sighs as his fingers penetrate her hole. She wanted to be with him for so long, and now she could show him she was the woman he always asked her to be. When Lars was satisfied with the slickness, he lined up his cock with her hole. As he thrust forward, he said "Are you sure Aggie... I mean if you aren't willing . . ."
"Shut up and fuck my ass before I fuck yours," she said pushing back until she felt the head of his cock pushing into her sphincter. Lars was shocked by her dirty talk, and he pushed deeper into her, not entirely sure if her comment was a joke. He gently eased into her hole letting her stretch around him as he slid in.
"Oh my god," he moaned as her bunghole squeezed his cock in a death grip. Without the lube, he doubted he would be able to move at all. He put his hands on her back and slowly forced himself deeper into her bowels controlling his breathing, trying not to lose it so soon.
"Fuck Lars slam that cock in me," Aggie begged as she rocked her hips back to try and get more of him in her. Lars was shocked by her language, but never one to disappoint a lady, he pushed himself in her until his waist hit her ass.
Lars paused to let the wonderful sensations die down a bit trying to control himself. "Are you gonna fuck me or not?" Aggie asked as she started to rock herself forward. Lars growled as the beast rose in him and started to ram his cock into her.