This is the second part of the story concerning the nudistic antics of the Hasler Inc. Family. The story took of in Return to Paradise. There will be a third concluding chapter. These stories are best read in their original sequence.
This second chapter is in the Group Sex category, but has elements of Incest/Taboo, First Time and Fetish as well.
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Now this was extremely awkward. I found myself in a surreal situation. The healthy man I am I always enjoy the visual treats my female colleagues give me, unwillingly. I simply love sucking in the sights I continuously see around the office. A nice filled blouse here, a good tight tushie there. Especially a well-rounded butt in a tight jeans, or in a taut clinging dress... it never fails to fire my loins. Mind you, I do have a good marriage, and I adore my wife Nathalie. But I live out the old college adagium 'A dirty mind is a joy forever'.
So like most of you men out there I adore the eye candy the female part of this world provides us with. Covered as these curves are by clothing, they still make my day. And this Saturday morning I found myself surrounded by all my colleagues on a company outing, a long weekend away from the ordinary hassle, on an exotic island. But now we were all stark naked.
Though I'm not a nudist, I do enjoy walking around the house naked on a free day. But here out in the open was quiet another story. Off course my dick turned into a rock hard rigid pole within a minute after exposing to all this female flesh. No chemicals needed. And all these treasures I only used to dream of, now parading around us men for our enjoyment... pure paradise. But that's not the end of it. It was not a matter of choice, no, we were obliged to be intimate with each other. The fourth rule of paradise stated that we had to touch the others in an intimate place. And because of the seventh rule, 'Denying sexual favors is considered an obstruction of rules', no one could stop the action because they would risk being expelled from the island... pure paradise.
These forced liberties we performed fostered a strange feeling of freedom. Within an hour or so it became somehow normal to touch and be touched, as if we never had done otherwise. It also promoted a degree of familiarity with each other in a way we otherwise would never had established.
The morning started with a leisure time at the pool. A breakfast buffet was put out on the terrace. Toast and coffee, and lots of fresh fruits and juices. After some time my big friend between my legs even decided to be a little bit less obvious. My rigid member dwindled down a little to a little bit more agreeable state, thus providing the possibility for a more normal conversation.
After breakfast Susan and Tom Brockhouse picked Nathalie and me up for a walk around the island. We had a nice leisurely walk as we discussed the strange situation we found ourselves in. We enjoyed the scenery of the lush exotic island. After an hour we found ourselves is a serene bay, surrounded by lush green vegetation which shielded us off from the direction we came. We sat down near the waterside, on this perfect white sanded beach straight from paradise.
We kept on touching each other, indulging in the pleasures paradise had to offer. It was plain heaven to stroke the pussy of Susan and to stimulate her nipples. Next to me Nathalie's voice became more and more panting as Tom kept on pushing his fingers into her twat, and stimulate her clitt. Lying on my side with my face on one of her thighs, I had a first grade view of Susan's most intimate folds. My cock grew by the minute as I sucked in the intoxicating view, not to mention the aroma of sex that continuously invaded my nostrils. All the time Susan encouraged me by stroking my hair lightly. She soothed my doubts away by breathing sweet nothings into my ear. As my cock had grown to a state in which it nearly exploded form sheer pleasure, Susan grabbed me by the root and slowly started to lick me. Eventually she devoured me completely, burying her nose firmly against my abdomen. The vibrations she sent through my cock, it was heavenly.
Tom meanwhile had Nathalie on the verge of orgasm. She lay panting beside me, his fingers well buried in her slick slit. He definite had found her weak spots, and knew how to manipulate Nath to give her a good time. After crying out her pleasure, she let Tom enter her and let him fuck her slo-mo missionary style. Susan let my snake slip out of her mouth, and opened her thighs wide inviting me to her sex. Already high from her intoxicating odor I had inhaled during the last half hour I rose above this goddess and sank my cock into her smooth shaved pussy.
A dream come true. Boning this long legged beauty I daydreamed about for a long time. All the hot feelings I had compiled from every time I saw her in the office, exploded in a big thrust. My loins exploded as my balls fired their boiling content out and up through my spear into the warm welcoming womb of Susan. The walls of her cunt clinched my shaft in a tight vice, milking my seed into her innermost sheet.
Exhausted I lay upon Susan, as Tom sank down on the trembling body of Nath. I enjoyed the warmth that flowed from Susan's body. I had one hand lingering from a firm tit to the hair of Susan, and my other hand sought and found a hand of Nathalie. After some recuperating time we got up, smiled happily to the world and strolled back to the center. As if floating above the ground we walked hand in hand like teenagers in love.
We were back at the center at about two, just in time for a little snack at the pool side. We found out a lot more becoming acquainted activity had taken place. But most notably were the happy faces all around the place. The young females had not participated in the sexual play as such, they had mainly played in and around the pool. These naked nymphs did help in heightening the atmosphere and had kept up their game of inciting the others. Among each other they had held some sort of competition of who could touch the most cocks and dip a finger into all the cunts present.
Pete Hasler announced the activities for the afternoon.
"Now that we all are a bit accustomed to the island, to each other and to simply moving around naked, this afternoon can be used to deepen the acquaintance. Keep in mind the seventh rule: there should be no denying of sexual favors. But this afternoon there is an additional rule in effect.
"My daughters, Amy and Jessie, are strictly off limits. This evening we will throw them a farewell party as well as an initiating ritual. They will leave us after the weekend to join a training academy to become top notch Hoteliers. They will learn everything there is to know about hospitality and running a resort like this. In a few years they will replace me as the custodians of the island, and act as the main hostesses as well. For their sexual education they will rejoin us here on the island some weekends of the year, during which there will be a special program.
"And then we have our Megan. Young sweet miss Moffet is at nineteen our youngest employee. She's off limits as well, at least until tonight, but you won't be tempted for she won't be around here. We have a special program for her this afternoon, to prepare her for the evening. Together with Jessie and Amy she will undergo an initiating ritual tonight. So of you go! Our motto still is: frolicking is encouraged, grab what you can, enjoy what you like..."
Megan was escorted off by Pete and Angie, as well as by two very exotic angels. For unknown preparatory activities for who knows what ritual tonight.
Nathalie and I mainly had a nice long talk with Tom and Susan, and with John and Hans, the younger brothers of Pete and Angie. We learned from John and Hans that some sort of sexual liberty was practiced in the Hasler family all along. They knew for a fact that Angie had inducted her angel daughters into sexual activities since Jessie had turned eighteen some two years ago. There was only guessing as to the involvement of Pete, but according to John it was a fact that the two vixens were no virgins anymore. Off course Pete had to be aware of what was going on, and probably had his saying in these matters.
"Pretty regular there are these weekends away from the family estate," John Hasler explained. "We are not always invited. I think they try to keep us away a bit from the more raunchier antics, not so much for our inclination to same gender sex, as well as for our involvement with the corporation. Up until this weekend 'the Family' and 'the Corporation' were stringently separated. But since Pete's speech yesterday ... And I'm sure I recognized a few of the personnel on this island. They have participated in these family weekends for sure. Female as well as male angels that is."
"We expect we are at some sort of a turning point now," Hans Guggenheim went on. "Our nieces are definitely being inaugurated into the corporation as such, and not accidentally on this weekend. The weekend wherein the entire company is introduced to this exotic island, which simply is no more and no less than an outright hedonistic and nudist paradise. And what a cunning effort to turn all and every employee into a participant. I'm absolutely sure this has been carefully planned during a very long time. I would not be surprised if every individual hiring of personnel must be seen in the light of the latest developments."
"I know from my involvement at HR that every candidate for any function always has a talk with Pete and Angie," Susan added. "An iron rule which is upheld without any exception. Pete and Angie always have the last saying."