The adventures in our naked paradise get wilder...
I almost felt as if I was drunk. Truly, I was euphoric from the day in the sun and water, from being free and naked, and from all the sex I'd just enjoyed and witnessed. Ahh... bliss!
I realized that I hadn't even thought to pull my sheer white cover-up over my body before we walked back to our room, but it didn't matter. I liked being nude and to have people looking at me. The thought of dicks twitching and pussies moistening as people looked me over. I was so fucking horny!
I tried to re-focus, take in the beauty of the resort grounds as we walked toward our room. The brilliant blue sky, palm trees swaying in the breeze, bougainvillea bushes smothered in gorgeous flowers, that lush tropical grass along the walkway. Jack's fresh cum squishing out of my pussy as we walked kept me happily distracted.
We got to the room and basically crashed onto the bed. We cuddled.
"You are an amazing, sexy woman, Katie." Jack whispered in my ear as he pulled me close.
"I'm having a nice time." I responded, and shivered as I orgasmed one more time. "It was a fun day."
"Let's get some rest." He suggested, and flicked on the TV as we lay back to relax.
Of course, he tuned it on to one of the non-stop porn channels that is constantly available and included in the inclusive package here. Like I needed to watch more sucking and fucking! I did though, and gently fingered my clit until I must have fallen asleep.
It was late afternoon by now and I decided to take a long, lazy bubble bath. Soon dinner time approached and I chose to get dressed in a pretty yet scanty little flowered skirt and a gossamer white tank top. That's all I'd need to be comfortable for a warm tropical evening, and I didn't want items that might get in the way for later. I was ready in no time with my four articles of clothing -- shirt, skirt, and two shoes.
We rambled around the grounds, sipping a soothing mango and vodka beverage. We went out onto the dock and watched the awe-inspiring tropical sunset, then headed to the main restaurant before the evening festivities got underway.
The ocean front setting was just spectacular. There were classic tables with white cloth coverings and nice cutlery, exceptional service, and a comfortable, relaxed atmosphere. A few of the patrons were whooping it up a bit, and it was all good. We expected that display of early enthusiasm suggested it would be a fun and exciting night to come.
Unknown to me, Jack had made some arrangements in advance.
"Katie, happy birthday!" he stated warmly, and he looked so happy and sincere. "I know your birthday was a couple of weeks ago, but I booked ahead so you could have some of the house extra specials, along with a bit of your favorite wine. They actually flew it in for you."
We dined. Among other beautifully prepared special dishes I had their lobster. It was so delicious! A chilled bottle of champagne washed it all down.
The crowd from the restaurant began to slowly trickle toward the resort stage and festival building. Soon we joined the crush and probably a hundred or so sexy men and woman filled the various tables and chairs, benches and sofas.
Drinks were flowing freely, and a six-man band played some soothing tropical music softly in the background. Apparently the resort often has theme nights where it's suggested people should dress up in any variety of wild costume concepts. Tonight though seemed to be
easy casual
. The ladies were all in beach-type wear with cover-ups or less, and the guys in collared shirts and shorts. Very laid back and non-presumptuous, and I liked that.
Soon a hunk-of-muscle black man in way-too-tight white spandex shorts and nothing else stepped from behind a curtain and onto the stage, microphone in hand. He introduced himself as Carlos, the Master of Ceremonies for the evening. I felt a quiver in my pussy and my intuitive husband looked into my eyes and smiled. I think he can read my mind.
Carlos very enthusiastically welcomed us guests, and quickly had the crowd enthused and laughing. The band amped up the sound with some great tunes. Some enormously talented and scantily clad dancers did some clearly risquΓ© and suggestive numbers on stage, and a couple of singers performed. This place was very entertaining.
Next it was time for some audience involvement and that beautiful MC Carlos had people come up for trivia questions and a variety of fun challenges. The best part was if someone answered a question wrong or provided some kind of incorrect response, the penalty was usually to surrender an article of clothing.
Carlos had clearly developed a routine that was both hilarious and nefarious, and he was damn good at it. Before long there were at least a dozen male and female guests up on the stage, recently naked due to being tricked out of their clothes, with more folks joining all the time.
Jack wouldn't think of holding me back, and promptly I found myself on stage surrounded by hot, gyrating nakedness. MC Carlos took an appreciative look at me and whistled suggestively into his microphone.
Once he'd asked me the simple things, like my name and where I was from and so on, the real questions started.
"Katie, you're a very attractive lady. Are you smart?"
"I'd like to think so." I responded coyly as he put the microphone to my lips.
"Excellent. Name a state that starts with the letter T."
"New York!" I exclaimed with a wide grin.
"Oh... Katie, too bad, that's wrong. You'll have to remove an article of clothing." He called out, addressing the crowd to a series of hoots and cheers.
I smiled, quickly grabbed the mike from his hand and stated loudly, "My top is really snug. Would you mind just ripping it off of me?" I knew I wouldn't be needing it anymore tonight.
He paused for a second, then after I gave him a reassuring nod, he grew a beautiful, toothy smile. His big hands reached toward my tummy and he easily tore my little white tank top from bottom to top. My firm double-D boobs were on full display for all to see. I handed him back the mike so I could wiggle the shredded shirt from my shoulders. The crowd whooped and hollered.
I loved having all those people looking at my breasts, and I trembled through a mini-orgasm.
"Katie, you are the fun one." Carlos stated. "You want to try another question?"
"Can I ask you one?" I requested, pulling on the mike.
"Uh... sure."
I think I caught him a little off guard.
"What's my middle name?" I asked.
"I have no idea, you brat."
"Your turn! Let's see the goods!" I exclaimed into the microphone.
The crowd was hooting and going wild as he cautiously, teasingly, expertly pulled off his spandex shorts. The ladies throughout the room screamed to high heaven as his sizable, dark manhood became fully exposed. It looked very enticing.
Standing there, fully naked and smiling, MC Carlos stated, "Katie, you tricked me. Now look, I've got nothin' on!"