La Playa Holds Its Breath: Three Vignettes
Vignette 1, Scene 1: Lisa and Carolyn
Lisa came out from behind the dressing screen and twirled around with a big grin on her face. A female wolf whistle greeted her followed by appreciative clapping from her lover Carolyn.
"I love it!" Lisa exclaimed as she looked at herself in the triple full length mirrors.
She was dressed in a short toga made of pure Thai silk. It was actually a man's cut, with only one shoulder and a belt holding up the entire garment. This completely exposed her left breast, and the short-short hem barely reached the in-slope of her cute ass.
"So do I! You look incredible. The guys are going to shit when they see us," enthused Carolyn.
She was dressed in a diaphanous see-through full length gown that they had just selected as her costume for the Bacchanalia tonight. The lingerie and fetish wear section of Gepetto's was packed with guests acquiring costumes for the evening.
"I think I'll get my tit painted with flames, what do you think?" queried Lisa, still examining herself in the mirrors.
"Oh baby, that will look fantastic," responded Carolyn, moving in to spoon Lisa from behind and running her hand directly to her exposed breast.
In the three days since they and their husbands fucked in the bar, the two couples had reached new levels of intimacy and relationships. Last night they discussed the possibility of buying adjoining town homes and knocking out the dividing wall so that they could engage in a true polyamorous grouping while maintaining outside appearances. John and David were clearly in the throes of infatuation with gay sex (the girls suspected the guys were in one of their rooms fucking while they shopped.)
"Don't you think we should be dripping in gold tonight?" asked Carolyn.
"Well of course, but how are we going to afford it and what will we the boys if we buy a bunch of jewelry?" responded Lisa.
"Look at that sign over there," said Carolyn, pointing toward one of the sales counters.
It read: Costume Jewelry Available for Loan.
"Wow, perfect!" Lisa said with glee, rubbing her body against Carolyn's side. The two women had caressed and teased each other all afternoon, starting with a champagne lunch after their morning getting beauty treatments in the Spa. They were enjoying building the anticipation.
Vignette 2, Scene 1: John and David
Truth be known, John and David were not fucking in one of their rooms. They were actually fucking on an oversized inner tube as they floated in lazy circles around the course of the River. "River" was of course a misnomer for what was actually a concrete canal filled with pool water, its currents created by powerful pumps. The River meandered around the La Playa grounds, connecting to the pool at one point, running in a man made cave through the Grotto and completing a large loop at the launch point which was on the opposite side of the huge patio which served it, the pool, and the bars. Inner tubes and other floats were provided, as were cocktails in sealed insulated cups. Tubing was a popular pastime on many rivers in America, especially in the South, and this amenity gave guests the opportunity to add some particularly adult fun to an already enjoyable activity.
David had his face down on one side of the large truck tire tube they were using, his knees on the other side and his ass lifted lewdly in the air. John was fucking David doggy style, leaning down over his lover to steady himself on his hands on either side of the tube. David used his arms and hands to fend the tube off the sides of the River and generally try to keep them facing downstream. At least that was the theory. In fact, they were doing lazy donuts as they struggled to fuck and stay afloat. Both men were laughing and whooping like two little boys at the old swimming hole.
"Don't cum, don't cum!" David insisted between guffaws. "We want to save it for tonight!"
"Hell, how can I...mmmmggghff," John tried to respond with both words and a particularly powerful pelvic thrust, which threw their delicate balance off and capsized the two men into the water. They came up sputtering and laughing, splashing each other and playing grab ass as they stood up in the four-foot deep water and chased their tube down the stream.
Vignette 3, Scene 1: Herb and Roxanne
In their top floor suite Herb and Roxanne were getting the VIP treatment. The maid assigned to their room was helping an attendant from the spa service the two owners with an in-room spa treatment. They would bathe in the giant sunken tub (the two employees would strip right along with their charges and get in the tub with them) and then be given Brazilian wax jobs. Then cleansing enemas, showers, this time with hair washing, and then facials. A quick rinse in the shower would be followed with massages, and then Roxanne would be coifed while Herb picked out their togas from a private showing. Finally a light snack to balance their metabolisms prior to the feast, and it would be off to the party.
Herb and Roxanne's eyes met playfully and then were drawn to the sunken tub. Their maid was standing in the tub, with clouds of bubbles reaching up to brush her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Small mocha breasts topped with dark chocolate aureoles were topped with a smiling face. Herb's mouth watered for about the fourth time that afternoon as he noticed the spa attendant's ass. Bent over and facing away from Herb as he removed his shorts, the rather nubile young twink of a man looked truly good enough to eat. Roxanne saw the lust cloud her husband's eyes as they moved together toward the tub and smiled. Even without the money they were making off the resort, this was clearly the best investment they had ever made.
Vignette 2, Scene 2: John and David
John and David waded hand in hand up the stairs and out of the River, David handing the inner tube to an attendant in passing. As recently as three days ago these two men had only played at being bisexual, and now they were boldly holding hands in public like young lovers. They walked together to the showers and moved under the spray to wash off the chemicals of the treated water. David glanced over at John, and noticed John staring at his flaccid member.
"God, I love your cock!" John blurted out as he realized he was busted. David decided to tease his lover a little, and rolled his balls in his hand.
"Oohh, I like it too!" a feminine voice agreed.
The two men were a bit startled, but turned to see a short, curvaceous redhead openly admiring their bodies. She was wearing a thong bikini bottom and sandals, one hand on her hip and the other lightly brushing her lips as she regarded them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude...too much," she said. "I'm Judy. Can I join you?"
The two men looked at each, the same thoughts racing from their big to their little brains and back again. Would their wives be angry? David thought quickly about how Lisa had initiated the sex with Steve. John thought about how wanton Carolyn was in the bar the other day. They were swingers, at a swingers resort, why not?
"Sure, come on in," John smiled and invited Judy under the spray.
He and David opened their arms and enfolded Judy in wet skin. She stood up on tiptoe and kissed each man with open mouth, then bent down and stripped off her thong. Her breath caught and she threw her head back as John sunk two fingers deep into her already wet folds, and David bent over to take her left nipple between his teeth. She reached down and took both rapidly hardening cocks in her hands, jacking them roughly under the spray. Her husband Len was fucking a woman over on one of the islands in the pool, and Judy had gone looking in search of her own fun. She abandoned herself to letting these two good looking men have their way with her, and she had an extra kick from thinking about seeing them do each other too.
Vignette 1, Scene 2: Lisa and Carolyn
Lisa got lucky with the body painting crew, they had an immediate opening. Six artists were working non-stop on guests on the far side of the patio bar. Many of were receiving full body art work, while others went for accents. Lisa's single breast would be a quick job that would still give the artist, a handsome Latin man with a goatee and lots of tattoos on his arms, a chance to take a quick break before his next client.
Lisa was reclining now on his "easel" which was actually one of those massage chairs designed to let the body worker treat necks and upper backs without too much strain or wrinkling too many clothes. Of course Lisa was nude, her legs spread with the artist, Max, scooted up between them. He worked Fantasy Fest in Key West every year, and traveled to a number of the lifestyle conventions to make some money. You would think he would be jaded to naked flesh by now, but the way the people at this resort were coming on to him had him flustered. It was like everyone here, men and women alike, were on some kind of super Viagra or something. He had already gone through four towels dampened by women's pussy juice, and the huge nine-inch cobra cock that stayed rock hard as he painted it and the rest of the distinguished looking guest's body had dripped pre-cum with every brush stroke. He wasn't in to guys, and had never painted cocks before this gig, but this particular cock was like a thing possessed, seeming to always point right to his face. It was unnerving, both from the situation and from the surprising desire he had felt to bend down and taste the magnificent member.
These thoughts raced through his brain as he applied the base coat to one of the nicest tits he had ever seen. Carolyn stood to Lisa's right, caressing her hair, shoulders, and right breast as Max worked. Lisa had her hand between Carolyn's legs, stroking up and down from calf to the back of her thigh and brushing ever higher with her thumb. Both women were enjoying the obvious effect they were having on Max as he kept shifting on his stool to try to both conceal and readjust his rock hard tool. Lisa glanced up at Carolyn and grinned. When the fine mist of the paint hit her nipple she gasped a bit at the coolness of the liquid, her nipple contracting to a nubbin. The elastic paint would continue to stimulate the nipple as it dried and until it began to peel off from the movement of her body and her sweat. Carolyn rolled Lisa's other nipple between thumb and forefinger, making Lisa gasp again and further flustering the artist. Lisa retaliated by thrusting her thumb suddenly up into the folds of Carolyn's pussy, causing the gorgeous blonde to jump and giggle.
Vignette 2, Scene 3: John and David
Near the pool their husbands were enjoying their plaything named Judy. The little redhead had cum twice under the shower, and they now had her pinned on a chaise lounge, John holding her hands above her head feeding her his cock while David restrained her legs and licked her clitoris. They sensed that this woman wanted to be taken, not toyed with, and they were handling her a little roughly, though not rough enough to cause any of the nearby staff to worry about her willingness. In fact, Judy was loudly moaning her approval around John's seven-inch shaft, especially when David lifted her legs above his shoulders and sunk his own cock up to the balls in her dripping cunt in one smooth motion.
